Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

Han Yun maintained the action of handing him the drink.

He Qiutong was sitting in the stands, and his waist was so sore that he didn't bother to stand up and talk, so he just looked up.

Today's sky is very clear, with a sense of fresh autumn air. Han Yun stood against the light against the background of the sky. I have to say...he is indeed a boy who has the capital to make men and women crazily pursue him.

Han Yun was afraid that He Qiutong's neck would be uncomfortable, so he squatted down next to the boy and asked, "Why didn't you play today? I still want to hang out with you."

He Qiutong's heart exploded.

Don't think that you can be unimpeded because you are handsome, who would want to mess with you!

I just told him yesterday that I would not train, but today I met him on the basketball court.

This, this, this! !It's too socially dead...

He Qiutong was thinking about excuses over and over in his mind, his body was stiff and he didn't turn his head, and he didn't reach out to take the colorfully packaged sports drinks handed over by the other party.

"Why are you here today?" Didn't it mean that the students in the sports academy have to train all day, why does Han Yun still have time to hang out on the basketball court?

"I just came to take a look. I didn't expect you to be here. Didn't you say you won't play yesterday?"

He Qiutong was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.Who revealed the news about this afternoon's training, Adelaide!Who in the team betrayed him!

The boy sneered and scratched the back of his head, "It was a temporary decision, damn, I forgot to inform you."

Han Yun didn't hold on to this issue either, and reached out to take the pile of clothes in He Qiutong's arms,

"Why didn't you reply to my message last night, Xiaoju really misses you."

"what?"

He Qiutong didn't realize it. No one in his memory had sent him a message. He took out his phone and looked at it, only to find two unread messages.

Sent time...

The reason why I didn't reply was probably because I was messing with Shen Chao at that time...

"Ah, hahaha... I was doing exercise at the time, and I went to take a shower after I finished. I haven't had time to look at my phone. Sorry, sorry."

"It's okay. You can drink water first, your mouth is peeling." Han Yun handed over the water again, "Your face is so red, is it too hot?"

call--

He Qiutong let out a sigh of relief, and finally took the colorfully packaged drink.

When I unscrewed the bottle cap, I found that it had been opened again.

He Qiutong froze, and looked at Han Yun hesitantly.

At this moment, the voices of the girls surrounding the basketball court suddenly became louder, and there were even a few excited screams from time to time.

"Hey, look, look! Is that Professor Shen from the School of Psychology over there?"

"He's so handsome! It's really nice to come to the sports field in a casual suit!"

"..."

He Qiutong's attention was not on the whispering of these girls, but the unscrewed bottle of drink in his hand made him even more at a loss.

He Qiutong looked up at the tall Han Yun, and joked in a joking tone:

"The water you boiled for me every time, did you poison me?"

Han Yun didn't explain the problem, but instead inserted the straw of AD calcium milk and handed it to him:

"Give me the clothes, hug you, and drink milk."

He Qiutong, who drinks in one hand and milk in the other hand: "..."

All right, don't drink for nothing.

Just when He Qiutong's lips were about to touch the straw, a shadow was cast in front of him, and a pair of shiny leather shoes that he was very familiar with appeared in his sight.

He thought something bad in his heart, and slowly raised his head in the shadows——

"Hey, Teacher Shen, why are you here?"

But Shen Chao didn't look at him, He Qiutong followed the man's line of sight - it was Han Yun.

In the past, although Shen Chao was cold and difficult to get close to, he was polite and gentle like a gentleman, but this time his eyes showed some unkind sharpness.

And Han Yun also turned around, looked back at the past without any fear, and shook the hand holding the AD calcium milk straw package in front of the man provocatively.

Cold sweat oozed from the corners of He Qiutong's forehead. With a sneer, he stretched out two fingers and pulled the corner of Shen Chao's clothes.

"Teacher Shen—"

Shen Chao looked down at him, and tapped the back of He Qiutong's hand, which was a small secret word between them, meaning it was okay.

He Qiutong was relieved, how could this inexplicable tense atmosphere make people feel at ease!

He was afraid that Shen Chao would get angry, so he quickly put the drinks and milk that were particularly conspicuous in his hands on the ground aside, and put on an innocent look that had nothing to do with me.

Who would have thought that Han Yun bent down and picked up the AD calcium milk that he had put aside casually, and his thin lips touched the edge of the straw, and the milky white liquid was sucked into his mouth by him.

Shen Chao still looked indifferent, but the fire in his eyes was about to ignite. After a while, the man smiled with his lips curled up, ignoring Han Yun's provocative actions.

The head with well-defined bones was handed to He Qiutong. Under the sun, these hands seemed to be shining, which made He Qiutong think of the hands under the moonlight with the scarlet burning smoke between the man's finished work.

"Tongtong, aren't you feeling unwell? I asked you for leave, let's go home and rest."

He Qiutong was brought back to his senses by these words, subconsciously put his right hand into Shen Chao's palm, was gently pulled by the man, and stood up.

It seems that there are many people who are mainly here, the girls are whispering and there are some 'clicks' when they forgot to turn off the camera's volume when taking a sneak shot.

He Qiutong's back was covered in cold sweat... His relationship with Shen Chao...

The young man struggled with the hand held in the palm of the man, trying to take it back, but failed.

Shen Chao noticed his movement, but didn't look at him, but held him tighter with his fingertips, as if locked by a hot iron chain, unable to move at all.

But this action changed in Han Yun's eyes.

Han Yun stood behind He Qiutong, with a hint of protection, "Mr. Shen, even if you are Tongtong's uncle, you don't have to be so lenient sometimes, right?"

Before Shen Chao could speak, He Qiutong was startled: "Ah?! Shen Chao is not my uncle!" A layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on his arms, which turned out to be the feeling of bristling hairs.

If Shen Chao was his uncle, he would be fine!What happened?Forbidden love between uncle and nephew?

"Don't you all say that you are related on the campus wall?" Han Yun looked down at him, with questioning and doubts in his eyes, as if he wanted to ask: what kind of relationship can it be if it is not related.

He Qiutong was stopped by the question, the hand that was not held by Shen Chao was hanging by his side, and the corners of his clothes were wrinkled by his fingertips.

He wanted to turn his head to see Shen Chao's expression, but he didn't dare.

Shen Chao didn't speak all the time, he was a little flustered, did Shen Chao want to see what he meant?

After a while, He Qiutong said:

"It's not my uncle, it's my little uncle... right?"

The force on the wrist of his left hand suddenly increased a lot, and He Qiutong was pinched a little painfully.

In fact, Shen Chao has always liked to hold his wrist, no matter when he is at home watching TV; when he is walking on a deserted path after dinner; or when he is tender in the silence and darkness...

Holding hands so many times, Shen Chao has never made him hurt.

But this time...

This is the first time.

What does Shen Chao want him to say?What can he say?

Shen Chao is my boyfriend?

He really didn't dare to say this sentence, after all, he still had too many worries.

He Qiutong's mind flashed uncontrollably that night——Shen Chao was sleeping beside him, but he couldn't sleep. He turned his back to the man and read the title on his phone called "Three Years of Love with My Mentor" 's post.

The pressure of the world may really change the original pure love.

He was very afraid that the love between himself and Shen Chao would also be wiped out.

The pain on the wrist suddenly disappeared, and the heat also left, and the autumn breeze blew by, and there was a hint of coolness.

He Qiutong didn't have time to lose, and fell into an embrace full of saponins fragrance.

"If I'm Tongtong's little uncle, I have the right to control him and I have to control him. Who are you?" Shen Chao glanced at the AD calcium milk in Han Yun's hand, "Besides, even People don't know what they like to drink...don't tease my kids."

He Qiutong nestled in Shen Chao's arms, the back of his head was held by the man's big palm and pressed into his chest, next to his ear was Shen Chao's inexplicable declaration that made his heart beat faster.

As long as he thinks that there are such a large group of people watching around him, he is still nestled in Shen Chao's arms with peace of mind——

There was no malice in those eyes, and He Qiutong suddenly felt that the love between himself and Shen Chao had been made public, and it seemed that it had already flourished under the sun.

It seems that Shen Chao said something to Han Yun again, but he didn't hear clearly... Then he was led out of the stadium by Shen Chao's arms and arms.

At some point, the surroundings were surrounded by a group of girls.

Shen Chao nodded towards the crowd, his expression was still calm, "Excuse me."

In some whispers of 'so handsome' and 'good match', He Qiutong's ears suddenly became red, and he lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of those girls.

After walking out of the crowd, Shen Chao directly dragged him to the nearby grove.

He was pulled out of his clean and warm embrace by Shen Chao, the man's eyes that cannot be ignored fell on the top of his head,

"Who is that person?"

He Qiutong didn't dare to play around with Shen Chao anymore, he had a premonition: If he didn't tell the truth, Shen Chao would never let him go easily...

But he still didn't dare to look up into Shen Chao's eyes, and lowered his head like a child who made a mistake,

"Han Yun."

"Louder—what's it called?"

"Han Yun!" Shen Chao's tone was quite severe, as if he was actually training students. He Qiutong silently looked down at the red marks on his wrist, and a burst of grievance suddenly came to his heart, "I have nothing to do with him! You How fierce is it!"

Shen Chao didn't speak for the next half a minute, but just stared fixedly at a hair curl left by He Qiutong, and then suddenly fell on the red mark on the little guy's hand.

A sigh that was so shallow that it was almost inaudible entered He Qiutong's ears, Shen Chao took his left hand with both hands, and the warm and dry touch fell on his wrist.

"Does it hurt?"