Chapter 137 Pollution 14 Second Update Teach Me

"What are you talking about? Come in and eat."

Li Yanze opened the window, stuck his head out, and waved to them with a smile.

Guan Ruosen glanced at He Yan's gloomy expression, looked up and nodded to Li Yanze.

"Right now."

Sir, no need to thank me, I just helped you.

Now this little wolf cub should know his place clearly to avoid any trouble in the future.

Li Yanze was putting one hand in his pocket, picking up three fresh tomatoes from the table, then turned around and waved to He Yan to come over and try some of the good stuff.

Guan Ruosen looked at his innocent face and felt a great sense of responsibility.

"Sister, do you feel that He Yan treats Yan Ze..."

Guan Lerong came over and said hesitantly. Guan Ruosen looked at his stupid brother in surprise. Is there going to be another wise man?

"A little...that, that..." Guan Lerong seemed to find it difficult to say it out loud.

“It feels a bit disrespectful.”

Tang Funian picked up a small tomato, leaned over to take a look and interrupted.

"Yes, I saw that a long time ago. He Yan still doesn't respect Yan Ze as a father."

Two fools, Guan Ruosen sneered.

"What are you laughing at again?"

"I love to laugh."

Guan Ruosen felt a heavy responsibility on her shoulders. She was the only smart person in the dawn.

But fortunately, she has secretly calmed it all down.

"Is it delicious? Does it taste different from canned tomatoes?"

Li Yanze took three tomatoes and stuffed them all to He Yan. He sat back on the sofa and watched He Yan eat with a smile.

He Yan seemed to be in a bad mood again, but this time he acted very calm, so calm that he didn't seem like He Yan.

He Yan chewed the juicy tomatoes. The fresh fruit was completely different from the canned one, but he couldn't taste any flavor.

"You eat it." He handed the remaining cherry tomato to Li Yanze's mouth.

Li Yanze shook his head. "I've eaten it before. You can eat it."

He Yan lowered his eyes and looked at his light pink lips opening and closing.

Yes, who fed you? He Yihong?

He Yan wordlessly placed the tomato against his lips, pressed it with his fingers, and watched his lip flesh being pressed down a little.

"eat."

Li Yanze smiled, opened his mouth, lowered his head slightly and took away the round, bright red tomato.

The white and neat teeth bit down, and the wet red tongue flashed past. His cheeks bulged and his face was pushed out of shape.

He Yan watched silently, remembering to collect materials that could be used when things got ridiculous.

He can't keep doing this.

He Yan watched Li Yanze's Adam's apple roll as he swallowed the sour tomato juice.

Since he can like He Yihong, why can't he like He Yan?

He died, but He Yan was still alive.

"Catch all the tomatoes that stole my tomatoes."

Fei Liang brought out the dishes and the doctor stood beside him. There was no overly intimate behavior, but there was always an intimate atmosphere lingering around.

For example, Fei Liang would lean over and whisper in his ear, and the doctor would occasionally look at Fei Liang with a smile.

There was a pair of wedding rings of the same style on the hands placed on the dining table.

Like a magical contract, this connection is stronger and more intimate than their fragile home.

He Yan looked at the wedding rings on their hands and couldn't help but feel envious.

Today, no one of them talked about the military district, nor did they talk about the red light radiation period that had not yet passed.

They were chatting about their past as trainees.

"Li Yanze was a very ruthless person. It was a one-on-one fight. I just made a starting move and then, whoosh, I was lying on the ground."

Fei Liang gestured to the doctor as he spoke, and Guan Lerong also looked in agreement.

"That's right. Before the test, I knew how much I had gotten and secretly stuffed him with it, asking him to let me have three moves. But this guy still came up and knocked me down."

Li Yanze clicked his tongue and smiled. He Yan looked at him and felt that he looked a little sad.

The mouth is smiling, but the eyes look so sad.

"I went to trouble him, but this guy curled his lips." Guan Lerong and the others had drunk some wine, raised their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, imitating the expression of asking for a beating. "I let you catch it, but you didn't catch it, so you blame me?"

Tang Funian clicked his tongue twice. When he was a trainee, Li Yanze had already joined Liming, so he had never experienced the fear of being dominated.

"Am I as despicable as you say?" Li Yanze also drank some, and his cheeks and neck turned a little red.

He Yan noticed that the doctor seemed to look at Li Yanze nervously, as if observing his condition.

"You all should drink less." The doctor reminded calmly.

"At that time, only He Yihong could cure you." Fei Liang blurted out with a dazed look in his eyes.

He Yan noticed that they were all silent and looking at Li Yanze's expression.

Li Yanze lowered his eyelashes, smiled, and nodded in agreement: "It seems so. I will just obey him."

After saying this, Li Yanze smiled and leaned to the side, supporting himself on He Yan.

"You heard them say bad things about me and you didn't help me to speak back." Li Yanze smelled of wine and his skin was a little hot. The weight that was deliberately applied was pressing on his shoulders.

He Yan turned his head and was very close to his profile. If he lowered his eyes slightly, he could see his long eyelashes and the tip of his light red nose.

They didn't stay for too long and soon left.

He Yan didn't drink. He was riding a small electric scooter with Li Yanze on his back. He felt Li Yanze's arm around his waist, which was a little hot and loose.

Li Yanze didn't drink too much, it was just that his face was flushed and he felt a little dizzy at most.

The night wind is cool. District C2 only has neatly arranged streets. The planning is purely for efficiency and practicality, so naturally there is no aesthetic appeal.

Li Yanze put his arm around his waist and saw his fully grown spine. The lines of his thin muscles made him look like a man from behind.

He was no longer the little boy with a stern face and frightened eyes.

Li Yanze felt a little dizzy and leaned his head against his back. The electric scooter immediately made a sharp turn.

"ha."

Li Yanze laughed, clearly mockingly.

He Yan couldn't help but laugh, and he bit his cheeks to speed up, forcing him to stick to him.

"The graduation ceremony is in three days, and after it's over, I'll leave for Area A Research Institute to report. Time flies when I think about it."

After Li Yanze finished speaking, He Yan refused to respond.

"You'll be going to Zone A soon. If you haven't confessed to the person you like, you should hurry up. If you don't want to tell me who it is, I won't ask. Just don't say it just because you may have to separate the two zones. Otherwise, you'll regret it."

He Yan snorted and laughed.

You understand so well? Why, do you feel regretful for not confessing your feelings to her at the beginning and now that she is dead?

He Yan was filled with sourness, silently reciting his greatest advantage at the moment - he was dead and he was alive.

"What are you humming?" Li Yanze didn't understand his attitude. "Stinky kid."

He Yan waited until he reached the door of his house before answering, "Not only will I confess my love to him, I will also be with him forever."

Li Yanze raised an eyebrow and ruffled his hair. "You are so confident, but you don't know if others like you or not."

He Yan parked the car, was silent for a while after hearing this, and replied softly: "He will like it."

Li Yanze sighed, clicked his tongue twice, and went into the house first.

"Well, good luck to you then."

He Yan watched him push the door and enter the master bedroom, and suddenly he felt that this house was unpleasant to the eye.

"The room you are in now is where Li Yanze lived before."

He Yan sat on the sofa irritably, and after a while he began to wonder whether this sofa was bought by He Yihong.

He Yan took out the cigarettes that Li Yanze had hidden from the drawer, and hesitantly lit one with his lighter. He didn't put it in his mouth to smoke, but just put it on the coffee table, thinking about Li Yanze's appearance.

He lowered his head, hunched his back, spread his legs with his elbows on his knees, and folded his hands together as if he was exerting force and hanging them down, tightening and loosening them alternately.

Li Yanze always likes to tilt his head, lower his eyes slightly, and look a little tired between his brows, hiding all his thoughts in his eyes. When he looked up at him, he smiled, his lips opened and closed, and he looked a little moist.

"Xiao Yan."

He Yan suddenly picked up the half-burnt cigarette, put it out, raised his eyelids and looked straight at the door of the master bedroom.

He stood up suddenly, walked to the bedroom door and knocked twice quietly.

"Enter."

Li Yanze's voice was a little hoarse, and he drew out each syllable, sounding very tired.

He Yan couldn't help biting his cheek and looked down at the door handle.

He never locks his door. What a bad habit.

Li Yanze was changing clothes with his back on him. He was barefoot on the floor, and his shirt had just fallen off, covering a part of his slender waist.

"What's wrong? There's this smell of cigarettes. Why did you smoke?"

Li Yanze sat on the edge of the bed, his washed hair lying softly on the side of his face, his cheeks and neck were still red, and he looked at him defenselessly.

He Yan walked in and closed the door with his hands behind his back.

"I feel a little upset and can't sleep."

Li Yanze waved at him like he did when he was a child, and the person who came over was no longer a child holding a pillow, but a man of about 1.9 meters tall. He stood in front of him, completely covering him.

He Yan sat down on the bed and leaned his head on Li Yanze's shoulder.

"I want to be here."

Li Yanze recalled that when he was a child, one night, He Yan suddenly had a high fever and he was helpless. He carried him on his back in the middle of the night, and He Yan lowered his head and rested his head on his shoulders, his hot face pressed against his neck.

That night he went to the doctor's house and watched him get an injection to reduce his fever. During those days, He Yan was weak and most of the time he leaned on his shoulder with his head drooped.

"Okay." Li Yanze agreed immediately.

He Yan suddenly grabbed his wrist, lifted it up and rubbed his cheek, then let go and went to the closet to get his clothes.

Li Yanze was still a little dizzy after drinking, so he lay on the bed with his head tilted and was about to fall asleep. He Yan took off his clothes, revealing his well-trained body. He casually put on a shirt and didn't look for pants.

Li Yanze had closed his eyes in a daze and felt a source of heat enveloping him.

"Xiao Yan, I'm here, go to sleep."

Li Yanze reached out his hand and wanted to pat him again. He Yan was very calm this time. He took the opportunity to move closer and put his arms around his waist.

The lights are off. In the darkness, wrapped tightly under the quilt, one can relax and easily break through the messy distance that should be maintained during the day.

He Yan never slept. He leaned his head on him and smelled the fresh scent of soap.

He really didn't have anything else in mind.

I just really want to be next to him tonight.

But in the middle of the night, Li Yanze turned over and shrank a little. He Yan embraced him and locked Li Yanze in his arms, with his long legs touching him, and his breathing made his skin tremble.

Dirty thoughts are hard to control.

He Yan felt a tingling sensation on his back, and he immediately hugged his waist tightly, breathing faster.

"Xiao Yan."

He Yan's ears felt hot, and he immediately let go of his hand and turned away.

Li Yanze's voice was still nasal, and he groped his back gently in the darkness.

"It's okay, it's just a normal physiological reaction. I'll pretend I don't know, go and fix it."

He Yan's mind was working very fast, and he suddenly turned around to face him, and the foot of the bed creaked. In the darkness, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he didn't hide the greed in his eyes, but his voice was low and a little hesitant.

"Solve what? I can't."

Li Yanze didn't say anything or move. He Yan arched his back towards him, resting his head on the crook of his neck, and requested in a low voice.

"You teach me..."

"Teach me..."