"When I painted you before, I was clearly writing dictation," Fu Yuhan chuckled, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with it."

It was obvious that Yang Fan's face was written at that time, but he had drawn many mistakes and was not noticed by ordinary people.

Wen Yu also quickly thought of what Fu Yuhan said in the empty building yesterday, and his eyes moved slightly.

Fu Yuhan's paintings are indeed quite similar, and he once heard that a painter needs thousands of repeated observations and practices to draw a thing accurately.

So, how long did Fu Yuhan observe quietly when he didn't notice it?

Wen Yu originally wanted to ask, but soon, he reconciled his curiosity with his desire for knowledge in the other party's focused gaze and the hand movements that kept moving on the paper.

What does it matter?

Lemon Spicy Xiaowen was also comforted today, so she didn’t have to eat lemons anymore.

This quick painting was painted for ten minutes. After painting, he put the book together and firmly rejected Wen Yu's request to read.

"I'll give it to you together on your birthday," Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes, reached out to him, and said indifferently, "That book is also returned to me."

"I reasonably suspect that you are sucking my appetite," Wen Yu looked at him, "and had some evidence."

"What do you want?" Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows.

Wen Yu said "Hmm": "Kiss?"

“…”

The head teacher who was on the late school bus finally arrived late and commanded the class representative to hand over the test papers as soon as he entered the door.

Amid the noise in the room, Fu Yuhan curled his lips and whispered two words: "I owe it."

"When will it owe?"

"Noon." Fu Yuhan turned his eyes away, "There are no one going to the toilet in the experimental building."

Wen Yu smiled, his fingertips leaned under the desk, and scratched his thigh twice: "Okay."

It's a good time at noon and everyone goes to the cafeteria, other places on campus are actually very quiet.

Fu Yuhan's wound was scabbed and he limped to the experimental building.

They just made an appointment to have a kiss, but for some reason they felt like "going to steal/love" along the way.

He was so ashamed that he started to get hot from the moment he walked out of the classroom.

As soon as he stepped into the experimental building, Wen Yu quickly walked to level with him, approached his ear and said, "Your ears are red."

"You say a few less words, I can't beat you up." Fu Yuhan glanced at him and said, "Go to the third floor."

"Why is the third floor?"

"Of course it's because there's no one anymore," Fu Yuhan said. "There will be people passing by on the first floor to go to the toilet, and the second floor is where they secretly smoke."

As for the third floor, the floor is high and clean.

"Brother Fu is so skillful." Wen Yu teased him.

"I used to like to stay where there was no one. The school was too noisy and everyone was very happy, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with me."

The third floor arrived, and Fu Yuhan walked into the toilet. Wen Yu followed him and wanted to close the door, but hesitated for a moment but didn't.

He grabbed Fu Yuhan's wrist, dragged him into one of the compartments, and locked the door.

Perhaps it was because there were few people who used it normally, the toilet was very clean, and everything seemed to be new. Wen Yu pushed Fu Yuhan on the wall of the compartment and pressed him with his body: "Why has nothing to do with you?"

"I originally wanted to go to No. 1 Middle School," Fu Yuhan hugged him back, "It seems that I gradually accepted the fact that I entered No. 3 Middle School until the second year of high school - hey, why do you have to go into such a small place when the toilet is so big?"

"It looks more exciting," Wen Yu squinted his eyes and smiled at him, "Besides, we are sticking together anyway-"

He gently kissed Fu Yuhan's lips, from tentative pecking to unscrupulous.

The narrow space made each other's breath more obvious and clear, and soon became messy due to the interweaving. Fu Yuhan's legs were a little weak and could only use his back to press against the wall.

"Do you still regret coming to the Third High School?" Wen Yu asked him in ambiguously as his lips and tongue tangled.

"I regret it," said Fu Yuhan, "Maybe we have been together long ago when we went to No. 1 Middle School?"

In fact, it is not necessarily true. Fu Yuhan may not have woken up in advance if he had been together two years ago.

However, this sentence made Wen Yu very useful.

He touched Fu Yuhan's hanging hand, clasped his fingers tightly, then raised his hand over his head and pressed it against the wall.

The kiss gradually moved towards the neck.

In order to kiss for a few more minutes, neither of them went to have dinner. They were hungry until the first class in the afternoon, and they had time to go to the convenience store to buy something to eat.

The people from Class 6 suddenly discovered that these two big men seemed to have become conjoined babies—

Originally, they were always inseparable, but human body language was very subtle. Some people walked side by side, one meter away in the middle; some people had to move forward with their shoulders or cross their arms; and some people were obviously far away, but no matter how they looked, they felt that they were stuck.

Their visual effects of walking side by side jump from the first to the second, and are currently in the third stage.

Commonly known as-

"Have a leg".

After school in the afternoon, the two men who had "a leg" left the classroom, and a bunch of people had gathered around Ge Ran and Xu Qianyi.

In fact, Ge Ran did not talk about the secrets of Fu Yuhan's sexual orientation everywhere, but when he came to his senses, several girls who had originally had a crush on Fu Yuhan came to her and CP with Xu Qianyi in a "goss-talking" tone.

It doesn't matter if you can't catch Fu Yuhan.

They can also beat CP.

Thinking about it seems to be happier than watching Fu Yuhan and other girls be together.

"Is it time to go to the hospital?" Wen Yu asked him.

In the afternoon, he was not in a hurry and the flow of people was high. Fu Yuhan finally felt shame and did not let Wen Yu carry it. Fortunately, after a day of healing, his legs did not hurt so much.

"Go, I promised Xiaolu." Fu Yuhan said, "Call a car."

"Call me again after leaving the school gate. Didn't you see Director Yao at the door? He took his cell phone away later." Wen Yu touched his pocket, "Will you come back for evening self-study later later?"

"Go." Fu Yuhan thought for a while, "Let's make a bet?"

"What?"

"If my mother is here, we will have to come out in less than half an hour."

"..." Wen Yu paused, "Then I should have no chance of winning-I think about it carefully, if your mother bullies you, I might start arguing with her first."

Fu Yuhan chuckled softly.

The two walked out of the school gate.

After school in the afternoon, it happened to be the taxi handover period, and it was about the evening rush hour, so it was not easy to take a taxi. The two of them waited for a while but couldn't get the car, so they decided to go back to the community to drive over.

Fu Yuhan didn't say much, as if he was thinking about it. He didn't speak until Wen Yu drove the car out of the community garage and climbed into the car.

"Brother Yu, let's discuss something." Fu Yuhan turned his head and looked at him calmly, "If my mother is really in the hospital, no matter what she says to me, you don't stand up for me."

"…Ha?" Wen Yu twitched his lips, "Do you want to swallow your anger for your sister, or do you want to do something again?"

Fu Yuhan quickly looked around, and confirmed that no one was passing by. Before he tied his seat belt, he crawled over and kissed Wen Yu on the lips.

"Believe me." He looked at him intently.

"...Okay," Wen Yu curled his lips unhappily, "But don't be too wronged to yourself."

"No. I don't even expect her, so there is nothing to be wronged," Fu Yuhan smiled and sat back to wear a seat belt, while saying with some slight meaning, "Now there is only one person who can make me wronged."

“…”

"Nonsense, how could I let you suffer?" Wen Yu stepped on the accelerator.

Fu Yuhan said "Ah": "My leg injury has not healed yet - Brother Yu, the evidence is conclusive."

“…”
Chapter completed!