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In the middle of the night, the elevator was not used by any residents, and the car for two people seemed very spacious.

Even though there was so much space, Yan Jiwen kept pushing toward Han Yi, pushing and pushing, and Han Yi was pushed into a corner by him, and he couldn't go back any further.

"Student Yan, Teacher Han is about to be crushed by you." Han Yi jokingly pushed his shoulder lightly.

Yan Jiwen paused and took a step back.

He looked at Han Yi with a blank gaze, then raised his hands, held Teacher Han's face, and kneaded it like kneading dough, looking left and right.

After a while, I said, "Where is it flat? It's quite round."

"It seems that you really drank too much." Han Yi didn't dare to say that he was in a state of drunkenness, but he definitely couldn't talk about being sober.

When he got home, he brought Yan Jiwen into the house and asked him to sit on the sofa.

"Let's rest here for a while." After Yan Jiwen settled down, Han Yi turned and went to the kitchen.

Yan Jiwen shouted, "Where are you going?"

"Here's some hot milk for you to soothe your alcohol."

Han Yi moved quickly. A few minutes later, he returned to the living room with a cup of steaming milk in his hand. Yan Jiwen fell asleep on the sofa with a pillow in his hand. Unfortunately, he just laughed at him for his poor drinking capacity.

Han Yi put the milk on the coffee table, walked over and touched Yan Jiwen's arm: "Don't go to sleep, drink the milk first."

The person on the sofa didn't respond, Han Yi thought about it, and decided not to bother him, seeing his current appearance, he might not be able to go back, let him sleep here for the night.

Han Yi went back to the room and found a thin blanket, covered Yan Jiwen's body, then washed up and went to sleep.

Taking a bath is the most relaxing moment. Han Yi is used to taking a bath every day, but he has limited time tonight. He has to get up early tomorrow, so he can only make a quick decision.

After removing the prosthesis, Han Yi hugged the towel, hopped into the bathroom with one foot, sat on the toilet seat, held the shower in his hand, and showered from head to toe.

While taking a shower, Han Yi pondered over the topics for the final exam.

Perhaps because he was too absorbed in thinking about things, he didn't even notice that the bathroom door was twisted from the outside, and a crack was opened.

The gap was gradually getting bigger, and before he noticed it, the door was already open, and a guy who was drowsy from alcohol was standing staggeringly while holding on to the door frame.

Yan Jiwen looked at Han Yi who was sitting on the toilet taking a shower. He didn't realize that there was something wrong with the scene before him, so he walked in as it should.

Even Mr. Han, who handles things with ease on weekdays, didn't react right away.

"... Aki?"

"Have you gone to the bathroom yet?"

"Huh?" Teacher Han was confused.

"If you haven't finished, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

He just stood beside Han Yi and waited, staring at Han Yi all the time, the scene was indescribably weird.

Yan Jiwen said again: "Why don't you lift the toilet lid when you go to the bathroom?"

Han Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he knew he couldn't explain to people who had drunk too much, so he had to stand up and give the toilet to Yan.

Yan Jiwen still didn't move, Han Yi asked him: "Don't you want to pee?"

"You look at me and I can't pee."

"Okay, I just don't want to look at you." Han Yi turned his back, faced the wall, and continued to shower.

The sound of the shower overwhelmed the movement of the toilet. Han Yi couldn't see Yan Jiwen's actions. After waiting for a long time, he couldn't help asking, "Are you alright?"

No one responded.

"Student Yan, please tell me, standing on one foot is very tiring."

Still no answer.

Han Yi was about to turn around while bouncing around, but his feet were so tired that he couldn't help but lean against the wall, and his body slid down unconsciously.

An arm reached out in time, grabbed his waist, and held him steady.

It doesn't take a second to figure out who that is.

"Are you done peeing?"

"Ah."

"Then why didn't you answer my call just now?"

Yan Jiwen was silent again.

He stood behind Han Yi, staring at Han Yi with straight eyes, and the shower hanging on the wall drenched his clothes.

After a while, Yan Jiwen finally said, "Did Yuan Li say anything to you tonight?"

A strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils, and he really drank a lot.

"I forgot." At this time, Han Yi naturally wanted to play dumb.

Yan Jiwen fell into silence again.

"Your clothes are wet." Han Yi reminded him.

Yan Ji Wencong didn't hear it, and stood still, with one hand on Teacher Han's waist.

The two stood under the shower in a tandem position, one naked and the other wet. No matter how you look at it, this picture is not right.

But Yan Jiwen was still only immersed in his own ocean of consciousness.

As a gay, Han Yi, in a state of naked bathing, was touched by a man with a good figure and good looks, it is impossible not to feel it.

His and Yan Jiwen's faces were so close that they were almost touching each other.

Yan Jiwen's hair, which he had just washed not long ago, was dripping wet again, his bangs were scattered on his forehead, and transparent drops of water hung on the tip of the boy's tall nose, which made people feel itchy, and couldn't help but want to stick out his tongue to lick it a mouthful.

He looked at Han Yi, and Han Yi was also looking at him. What is this boy thinking?

Hardening Yan Jiwen's gaze, Han Yi asked him, "A Ji, do you like boys or girls?"

After listening to his words, Yan Jiwen showed a trace of confusion, and he frowned slightly: "I don't know either."

He unconsciously lowered his head, brought his nose lightly to Han Yi's ear, sniffed, and then touched the wet and soft earlobe. When he breathed, he exhaled a slight breath.

Just like...

It's like deliberately releasing ambiguous hormones, making a silent tease to Teacher Han.

The sound of splashing water overwhelmed the breathing of the two of them, Han Yi said in a low voice: "Student Yan, if you flirt with Teacher Han like this, there is no guarantee that Teacher Han will be moved."

Yan Jiwen still stood still, and Han Yi felt that Yan probably didn't know what he was doing now.

Forget it...

Han Yi took off the shower and stuffed it into his hand: "You take a shower here, and I'll get you a dry towel."

After finishing speaking, Han Yi put on his bathrobe, jumped on one foot and prepared to leave.

Yan Jiwen threw down the shower, walked forward, supported his hip with one hand, hugged his waist with the other, and hugged Han Yi up.

"Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Han Yi was hugged by him like this, so he had to look down at him.

"No...let me down, I can do it myself."

Yan Jiwen raised his head and looked at Han Yi with pitiful eyes.

He didn't say anything, but the pleading in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Han Yi gave up resisting, and had no choice but to follow his will and point to his bedroom.

Yan Jiwen put him on the bed, and lay down with him. By this point, all his strength had been exhausted. This time, he was really too sleepy and couldn't hold on anymore.

Han Yi pushed him: "Hey, don't sleep, your clothes are still wet."

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The next day, Yan Jiwen opened his eyes and found that he was neither at home nor in the dormitory.

The drunkenness of last night hadn't completely passed away, and he still felt a bit of a headache. Yan Jiwen sat up slowly from the bed, lifted the quilt and saw that he was not wearing anything.

what happened?

He took a deep breath, let it go for about ten minutes, and cleared his cache before he remembered that this was Han Yi's residence.

He recalled the episode from last night.

I went to the bar to drink by myself, and then offered to send Han Yi home. Later, I lay down on the sofa for a while...

What about the next thing?

Depend on!I can't remember the most important thing!

On the stool beside the bed was Yan Jiwen's clothes from last night, and a note was pressed underneath, which was left by Han Yilin before he left the house.

"The clothes have been washed, I have classes in the morning, breakfast is on the dining table, you can help yourself.

ps: The door is a combination lock, just close it when you leave. "

Yan Jiwen read the note, and unintentionally stretched his hands into the bed, and suddenly froze, he seemed to feel that the bed was a little wet...

What the hell did he do at Teacher Han's house last night? !

He took a deep breath, a carp straightened up, jumped off the bed, ran to the trash can in the room and rummaged through it, there seemed to be no clues in it.

Is there no security measure?

This is a situation that Yan Jiwen is least willing to accept.

Yan Jiwen kept persuading himself to stay calm in his heart. He took a deep breath and worked hard to operate his brain.

Generally speaking, the smell of bodily fluids is very strong after the work is done.

If he and Han Yi had really misfired the night before... Yan Jiwen turned his head and looked at the big messy bed.

After hesitating for a long time, in order to prove a certain fact, he finally made up his mind, walked over and lifted the bed in fear, moved closer, pinched his nose, and sniffed carefully...

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