The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Is there anyone in there?"

Han Yan appeared behind Ding Liang, dressed in a black suit as usual, but this time his long black hair was tied on his back, his tall body had a strong waist, and his long straight legs made him look extremely handsome.

"No... No one, let's go to the next door to see."

Ding Liang hurriedly dragged Han Yan away, thinking that he had disturbed Jin Cheng and Bai Nian's good affairs.

Han Yan didn't speak, let Ding Liangyi hold his hand, and followed Ding Liangyi just looking at him.

Originally, they were waiting for Jincheng to go out at the school gate, but Ding Liangyi was suddenly curious about what the university looked like, Han Yan felt that he still had time and brought Ding Liangyi in to have a look.

After all, he knew that Ding Liangyi grew up in an orphanage and had no chance to go to college, so he wanted to meet his request.

Naturally, it was also because of Ding Liangyi that Han Yan would help Jin Cheng leave the old Shen's house, otherwise he would be too lazy to talk to him.

But it's not that Jincheng didn't do him a favor, that is, he brought Ding Liangyi with him.

"It should be far enough from here."

Ding Liang, who hurriedly dragged Han Yan out of the corridor all the way, patted his chest, he was finally at ease after being so far away, he didn't want to be repaired by Bai Nian.

"Let's not go to that classroom for a while, there are fierce beasts there." Ding Liang raised his head and said to Han Yan seriously.

Needless to say, the fierce beast in Ding Liang's mouth must be Bai Nian. When Bai Nian is bored, he always likes to practice with them. Ding Liang was afraid of Bai Nian early in the morning.

"Then you, why are you looking at me!"

Ding Liang looked nervously at Han Yan who was standing in front of him with his head bowed and silent, feeling a little frightened for no reason.

But after asking, he followed Han Yan's gaze and looked down. He was so frightened that he quickly let go of Han Yan's wrist.

"I, I... I didn't mean it. It was an emergency just now, really."

As soon as Ding Liang raised his hand and swore to the sky, he stuttered.

Han Yan didn't speak, took off his black glove and held Ding Liang's hand, rubbing the back of Ding Liang's hand with his thumb.

Hands are so small.

Han Yan felt it, and stared at Ding Liangyi's thin white hand intently.

Ding Liang blinked in a daze, knowing very well in his heart that he would habitually wear gloves to prevent encountering Han Yan with others, and hardly took them off.

Am I that special?

Ding Liang blushed subconsciously, and looked up at Han Yan's face so close in a daze.

For him, Han Yan is an existence that cannot be expected, no matter in terms of financial resources or appearance, he cannot compare with him, but people who want what they want have their eyes on such an ordinary him.

Can a person like me who was abandoned by his parents also be blessed by God?

Ding Liang, who looked at Han Yan in a daze, muttered to himself, feeling a little downcast for no reason.

"Ah, did you see that over there? That guy is so handsome, God, he still has long hair." A girl passing by in the distance suddenly screamed excitedly.

The person next to her was also very excited, "I saw it, I saw it when they entered the teaching building here, they must be supermodels! Wearing a black suit with long hair is cold and extravagant."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

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The more the girl spoke, the more she couldn't control her voice, her eyes were all on Han Yan.

Hearing these praises, Ding Liang felt inexplicably inferior, he hastily withdrew his hand from Han Yan's palm, buried his head tightly and did not speak.

Everyone must think that I have a thick skin, how can I stand with such a good-looking man.

Ding Liang, biting his lip, recalled in his mind that when he was studying, everyone made fun of him as a beggar, and he still wore his clothes until they faded and turned white after washing, always wearing those two sets of clothes.

He also wants to wear new clothes and eat delicious food like others, but what can he do if he doesn't have that condition.

Ding Liang sucked his nose when he thought of the sad things, his heart was filled with panic.

Han Yan frowned immediately when he heard the sniffing sound, and raised Ding Liang's chin with his hand.

Ding Liang, who looked up, was full of tears, and the tip of his nose was a little red, just like an abandoned puppy, his ears drooped in grievance.

Han Yan looked a little uncomfortable. He didn't know what happened to Ding Liangyi, but he didn't just sit back and watch. He easily hugged Ding Liangyi with one hand, supported Ding Liang's body with one hand, and put one hand on the back of Ding Liangyi's head, as if protecting some treasure. He hugged Ding Liang and walked to a place with few people.

As soon as Ding Liang didn't struggle to get down, he felt that his face must be ugly now, so he quickly buried his head in Han Yan's neck and dared not lift it up.

People who passed by Han Yan in twos and threes were a little surprised when they saw Han Yan hugging a boy, but after being surprised, they were inexplicably dumbfounded.

A handsome, long-haired handsome guy is walking around the university with a soft-looking boy in his arms. How can this not make people's hearts move, and the picture is so beautiful that people want to take a picture of it.

But when they came back, Shen Hanyan had already carried Ding Liang and walked away, leaving only a blurred back.

Han Yan carried Ding Liangyi to a remote lake, and after seeing no one left and right, he put Ding Liangyi in his arms on the bench.

Sitting Ding Liang wiped away tears, raised his head in embarrassment and said to Han Yan, "That tear... I just fell on your shoulder."

"fine."

Han Yan didn't care, and handed Ding Liang a handkerchief.

Ding Liang didn't dare to take it, feeling that the handkerchief was very expensive.

"I'll just wipe it with my sleeve."

Ding Liang spoke hastily, wiping the tears on his face with his sleeves.

Han Yan didn't force it, and didn't want to embarrass Ding Liang.

He put the handkerchief back into his pocket, and just stood there looking at Ding Liangyi, and also looked around to see if anyone was coming.

As soon as Ding Liang saw these small details of Han Yan, it was impossible for him not to be tempted. Han Yan was the most restrained and considerate man he had ever met.