Tender

Huo Yan curled up like a rabbit, looked away from the side, buried his head in the position of his neck, and did not dare to look at him.

"Brother Han." She was trembling, her voice too soft: "You make me sore."

Fu Shihan lowered his eyes and saw him clasp her wrist tightly, making a red circle.

The girl has fair skin and tender flesh, and can't stand the oppression of any strength.

This made Fu Shihan's chest tighten, and some unexplainable desire appeared in his eyes, and his anger suddenly changed, and he rushed away.

It's just that this ambiguous breath seems to be smelled only by him.

He let go a little, and Huo Yan took the opportunity to slip away from under him, sliding like a squid.

However, Fu Shihan didn't give her this opportunity. He landed his backhand on her shoulder, and took her back to the wall.

"I want to run."

"No, no, I didn't want to run." Huo Yan denied it, her little **** lying down together, she looked terrified: "Brother Han, you...you let me go, let's talk."

Fu Shihan let out a cold rebuke: "When you see me, run away. Is this an attitude of wanting to talk to me?"

"Then I am afraid." Huo Yan muttered.

"You still know fear."

Huo Yan felt that Fu Shihan landed on her shoulders and strengthened her strength, as if she was about to squeeze her bones apart. She couldn't get any strength and could only squat softly.

"Is it because I usually give you too little work, or are you too boring in college?" Fu Shi asked coldly.

Huo Yan's eyes widened, and his heart said it was exactly the same as the lines he had expected!

"Then do you want me to resign next, immediately, right away?"

Fu Shihan was taken aback for a moment, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull at her ponytail, and said angrily: "What cleverness is shaking with me at this time."

Seeing his tone eased, Huo Yan squeezed the corner of his clothes flatteringly: "Brother Han, don't be angry, okay."

Fu Shihan couldn't bear this little girl's silly and soft words, his anger dropped by more than half, and he glanced at her disgustingly, and asked, "No money?"

"Yes!" Huo Yan was afraid to touch his wallet again, grabbed his arm, and then said: "I'm not here to experience life, it is said on the Internet that I have never worked part-time, have not been in a department, and have never been in love. University is considered to be a waste of study, so I do not waste it."

"There are so many crooked things, I have never seen you so smart."

Fu Shihan was held by her arm, and he felt quite comfortable in his heart, with a reproachful tone, and said solemnly: "Less online to see those unnutritious things, run the library more when nothing is wrong, or participate in club activities to exercise yourself, and take care of your studies. At the same time, develop your favorite hobbies and clarify your future life path. This is a fulfilling university life."

Sure enough, he was the top student in the eyes of the teacher from childhood, the child of another family in the eyes of his family, and the decent student council chairman in the eyes of his classmates.

The lessons are taught, and the truth is one set. Huo Yan has no way to refute, but can only answer it dullly, muttering: "I see, Brother Han."

"Go and quit my part-time job." Fu Shihan wanted to take her away like a rabbit: "When you graduate in the future, you will have a job."

"Hey, all right."

She was so obedient, which made Fu Shihan a little bit unexpected, but within two minutes, the little girl was anxious again: "My friend also bet me that I will be defeated in less than a month, but in less than a day. , They retreated, they must laugh at me."

"Do it yourself." Fu Shi hummed coldly, too lazy to care about her.

"Brother Han, let me resign after receiving my salary this month, okay?"

Seeing that Fu Shihan didn't say a word, Huo Yan quickly said, "Originally, I only planned to do it for a month. In October, there are few courses and no club activities. I just took the opportunity to exercise myself."

She didn't dare to mention money to Fu Shihan, let alone preparing for his birthday next month, she could only insist that she wanted to exercise herself.

"I go to classes four days a week, and my working hours are during meals, which will not affect my studies."

She secretly observed his face, and saw his brows stretched slightly and he was dull. Huo Yan knew that this was a tacit approval. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but listened to the man next to him asking coldly, "Is it tired?"

Huo Yan quickly wrung his brows and pretended to be pitiful: "I'm so exhausted, I can hardly lift my elbows."

Fu Shi said coldly, "Ask yourself."

Hey, she is asking for trouble, she doesn't know who it is for, she is heartless.

Huo Yan quietly complained in her heart, waiting for this guy's birthday, she will make him feel ashamed of today's gloating misfortune!

When Huo Yan was thinking about how to make this man embarrassed, Fu Shihan held her wrist.

"Hey?"

He led her and walked towards the small garden.

There is a stone bench in the small garden. He pressed her to sit on the chair, and then he held her big arm and massaged it gently.

Huo Yan stared at him blankly.

He was still cold with an iceberg face, his eyes did not meet her from the beginning to the end, but looked at her elbow, holding it with moderate force.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the bright eyes are moving, and the tightly pressed thin lips make people feel the urge to kiss.

It's a pity not to mix with the entertainment industry with this appearance. Compared with him, many small traffic on the Internet will probably be eclipsed.

Seeing him for the first time since childhood, she was choked by his handsome face for a long time. Huo Yan consciously, her eyes are extremely objective and fair, because he is the "fiance" of her sister, so she will never wear colored glasses to see him, there is no possibility of "beauty in the eyes of a lover".

Fu Shihan, it's really beautiful!

"Oh."

Fu Shihan slapped her ruthlessly and squeezed her hard, Huo Yan instinctively retracted his arms: "What are you doing?"

"Enough to see?" Fu Shihan's mouth evoked a faint smile.

Very evil.

"Who is watching you." Huo Yan murmured, "Hey, be lighter."

Fu Shihan let go of his strength and kneaded her sore arms. His hands with well-knotted joints were as white as green jade, especially his fingers were extremely long and beautiful.

The man was impeccably perfect and faultless.

Huo Yan really couldn't help but glance at him, then peeked at him for a second time. When he hit him, she immediately moved away and pretended to look at something else.

Fu Shihan let out a muffled snort between his breath: "Beautiful lady Qingben, how can you be a thief."

"What a beautiful woman is a thief." Huo Yan was confident: "I don't understand!"

Fu Shihan grabbed her by the arm and pulled him closer. The two of them were facing each other, their noses almost touching.

Huo Yan's eyes widened suddenly, his breathing was short, and his heartbeat jumped wildly.

His handsome facial features are blurred and clear, close at hand, thick and long eyelashes almost touch her, she can even feel the temperature of his body.

"If you like to look at me, just look at it with integrity."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, his peach blossom eyes burning, and Huo Yan's white cheeks became flushed with "brushing", he struggled to stand up, turned and ran away.

Seeing her fled from the back, Fu Shihan hasn't forgotten to remind him: "Slow down, don't fall."

As soon as the voice fell, someone staggered, and after stabilizing, he glared back at him.

Standing under the locust tree, Fu Shihan smiled brightly and vividly.

Recently, the school girls keenly discovered that Fu Shihan’s daily appearance at noon changed from the second canteen to the third canteen, so he left with a wave. The second canteen, which was originally thriving in business, suddenly fell into the cold, and the third canteen gradually became lively.

The increase in the flow of people has also increased the workload of employees.

Therefore, Xu Mingyi has always wrinkled his eyebrows recently, and said fewer words. People who don't know think he is thinking about the truth of the universe.

After class, Xu Mingyi grabbed Fu Shihan with an ugly expression: "Fourth old man, beg for rain and dew. Every cafeteria is lucky. Don't always worry about our three cafeterias. The poor monk's elbow is so sour recently that I can't lift it up. ."

Fu Shihan walked out of the classroom blankly holding the book: "I have limited energy"

Xu Mingyi caught up with Fu Shihan: "I helped you look at the girl, and you just returned me like this."

"I'll watch it myself. Don't bother, you fake monk." Fu Shihan seemed to be in a good mood, knocking Xu Mingyi's head with the book in his hand: "Do your own thing."

On the side, Shen Yuran looked at Xu Mingyi's deflated appearance and couldn't help but laughed: "Our Erye Xu, who has always done everything right, also had the day when he lifted a rock and hit himself in the foot."

Xu Mingyi moved his sore arm, and left angrily: "Amitabha Buddha, good is good, people are cheap, and the poor monk immediately asked him to cry for me."

At the dining window of the canteen, Huo Yan was serving dishes one after another for the students, and the aunt beside him couldn't help but admire him with his concentration.

"Huo Yan, you learn really fast. It takes at least half a month for most people to master a spoonful of weight. You have only been here for a few days. You are actually more proficient than the master."

Huo Yan pursed his lips embarrassedly and smiled: "Where, I'm still far behind."

The aunt smiled lovingly: "You don’t have to be humble. I have been working in the cafeteria for many years and have brought many part-time students. Most of them are either dirty or tired. You are the one who has the most temperament, even this seems Simple cooking, you are willing to study and ponder, auntie can see that you will definitely have a great future in the future."

Huo Yan was flattered and even more embarrassed. She was rarely praised by others. Most of her relatives, including her parents, would only compliment Huo Si Nuan by complimenting Huo Yan, saying that she was honest and understandable.

The auntie in the canteen makes Huo Yan's heart full of admiration, but what can a stupid girl like her do? The real talent should be someone like her sister.

Xu Mingyi changed his work clothes, walked to the window next to him, and kept talking, as if he had something to say.

"What the **** is the little monk trying to say?" Huo Yan was aware of his strangeness, which was not like Xu Mingyi who usually meditated in silence.

"I have to tell you something." Xu Mingyi looked at her mysteriously: "The five hundred dollars before it was actually not picked up by the poor monk..."

Huo Yan asked curiously, "Who picked it up?"

"Yes, who picked it up?"

By the window, a low-alcohol and magnetic voice came, and the iron spoon in Xu Mingyi's hand trembled with fright.

I saw Fu Shihan handing his plate to Huo Yan's window, his eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at Xu Mingyi with a smile, "Classmate, why don't you speak anymore."

After a shiver, Xu Mingyi calmed down again, and said without changing his face: "It was my classmate who picked it up, saying that God opened our eyes today and we have a part in seeing others, so I seriously criticized him and told him that collecting money is a good character of college students. We want to be a useful person to society. He was finally influenced by me, and he shed tears of remorse, and finally decided to hand over his money and be a man again!"

When he finished speaking at twice the speed, he gave Fu Shihan a fierce look.

Huo Yan stared at Xu Mingyi dumbfounded. This old monk, who usually speaks little and cherishes words like gold, said so many...shits in one breath.

Fu Shihan withdrew his gaze and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He only handed the plate to Huo Yan, and said softly, "Girl, I'm hungry."

So Huo Yan gave Fu Shihan a spoonful of beef with garlic moss and sneaked two chicken legs for him.

When the plate was handed out, through the steaming window glass, she had not forgotten to smile at him sweetly, and cast a look you know and I know.