Fang Han shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Helentina looked at Fang Han and Clara, suddenly realized, shook her head and laughed: "Clara, a man like Fang Han is very attractive."

"He is boring and boring, so he has no charm!" Clara curled her lips and glanced at Fang Han.

Fang Han lowered his head and ate steak without saying anything.

Helentina smirked and shook her head, "Clara, he is so boring, you won't like him, right?"

"You will know in the future. He is just a boring guy without interest." Clara smiled and said, "I'm not exaggerating at all."

Fang Han coughed lightly: "Okay, have a meal."

Clara said, "Helen, do you have classes every day?"

"See Colsa once a week." Helentina said: "I am his graduate student. Fang Han seems to be a freshman, right? His studies are more important."

Fang Han nodded and said, "You have to take enough credits."

The universities here are different from those in China. As long as the domestic universities pass the exam and do not miss the job in normal times, it doesn’t matter. It is not difficult to get credits.

This is not the case here. It is not just the test scores, but also the scores of every class, the degree of discussion and participation in class, and the scores you have in almost every class. You need to work hard, otherwise it will be difficult to get credits even if you pass the exam in the end.

"Anyway, everyone in Massachusetts will become crazy. If you don't go crazy, you won't be able to graduate." Helentina smiled and said, "This is not an exaggeration. You can tell if you go to MIT."

"How did you read it?" Fang Han asked.

"It's me." Helentina chuckled, "My IQ is higher than that of ordinary people, so I don't feel it's too difficult. Thank you for giving me a good brain!"

Clara snorted, "Like Ingret, it attracts hatred!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "High IQ does have the advantage."

Helentina smiled and said, "It's even harder for you to graduate. Because when you get into Colsa's subordinates early, he can drive people crazy by himself!"

Fang Han nodded.

Helentina said: "I advise you to change your tutor and don't talk to Colsa, otherwise you will not be able to get enough credits for four years."

Fang Han smiled: "I want to give it a try."

"A very confident man." Helentina smiled and said, "Clara, can he do it?"

Clara nodded: "No problem."

She had more confidence in Fang Han than herself. In her opinion, nothing could stump Fang Han, and her studies were even more insignificant.

Helentina smiled and said, "You kind of admire Fang Han."

Clara glanced at Fang Han and snorted: "What's there to worship him!"

"He has a good kung fu," Helentina exclaimed, "It's so cool. It's safe to have such a boyfriend, right?"

"Helen, you're really interesting." Clara shook her head and smiled, "What's the point of fighting?"

Modern society is a society where money is the most respected, and martial arts are not as good as money. Fang Han's power is not his kung fu. This is something that outsiders cannot understand, and she does not want others to know.

The two were very good at talking, and Clara was very interested in the career of supermodels. Helentina was very interested in the career of agents, and the two were curious about each other.

The two were chatting enthusiastically, and Fang Han sat silently to eat. He ate elegantly, fast and more. After ate ten steaks, the two women were still eating the first piece.

Fang Han took a book and read it. He turned a deaf ear to their chat.

After a while, they finally finished their meal. Helentina said goodbye with a smile. She was going to the library today. If Fang Han went there, she could ride a bicycle together.

A bicycle is needed on a university campus because everyone’s time is precious. It is rare to see leisurely students at MIT, which is completely different from the atmosphere of domestic universities.

———

There were only two people left in the room. Clara washed the plates and forks, sat next to Fang Han, hugged his arm, Fang Han let her go, her eyes still on the book.

The exquisiteness and wonder of the mathematical world attracted him. It was so mysterious that it made people admire the magic of creation and the magnificence of the world.

He has practiced holy art, and the power of holy art depends on his understanding of the world and his understanding of the laws. After learning mathematics, he realized that the power of holy art has doubled.

This has no effect on the real world, but it has a huge impact on the dream world. He is still living in the dream world, still fighting, and still having emotional entanglement with the saint cannot be clarified.

Sometimes he has an illusion that the real world is illusory, and the dream world is more real, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

This feeling invisibly affected his behavior in the real world and his behavior became more and more free and easy, as if everything was not too much, playing in the world.

"Fang Han?" Clara called out softly.

Fang Han moved his eyes from the book to her face: "What's wrong?"

"Helen is beautiful, right?"

"well enough."

"Are you moved?"

Fang Han shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Where have you thought of?"

Helentina is indeed beautiful and dazzling. Anne Cole and Clara both regard her as a threat. They obviously don’t understand their psychology and are really unloved to supermodels. They are too open to them and they can’t stand it.

Clara suddenly leaned over her red lips and pressed her big mouth. The softness and fragrance came from his lips. After he was stunned, he took the initiative to kiss her.

The two kissed more and more intensely, and Fang Han finally carried her into the bedroom.

———

After the clouds and rain, Fang Han hugged her and spoke in a loud voice, and finally came to this point. He tried his best to restrain himself, but he still couldn't restrain himself in the end.

The love between men and women is like a fiery fire. The more suppressed the rebound, the more powerful it is. It is difficult to truly cut the love thread of wisdom sword, and he and Clara have been approaching.

Clara snuggled in his arms, quiet and meticulous, and happiness wrapped herself in her. Everything became beautiful and life was particularly wonderful.

"Fang Han, do you regret it?" Clara suddenly turned her head and looked at him, revealing Gao Long's snow-white breasts, which was breathtaking.

Her figure looks slim and thin at first glance, and she looks well-proportioned, but her round buttocks and breast enhancement are far beyond imagination. She is indeed a charming beauty.

Fang Han smiled: "What do you regret?"

"What should I do if Annie Cole, Li Tang and the others know?"

"It's okay." Fang Han smiled.

"It's okay?" Clara chuckled: "I think you're afraid of them."

Fang Han nodded and said, "I feel that I am not good enough to them. I don't give enough, so I feel guilty and lack confidence."

"You're thinking a little bit. The key to being together is not how much you give, but how much you feel." Clara shook her head and said, "If you don't feel anything, it's useless to give anything."

Fang Han smiled.

The women around him are not material girls, which makes him feel even more guilty. Good material conditions are not what they like. He has no clone skills.

He told Clara that he did not regret it, but in fact he felt a little regret in his heart and a little guilty. Only when there were too many women did he realize the taste. It was not just about happiness and joy, but also responsibility.

Clara said, "Don't worry, I won't pester you."

Fang Han frowned and looked at her.

Clara smiled and said, "If I meet someone right, I will have a boyfriend."

Fang Han snorted: "Then what have we become?"

"As a bedmate." Clara smiled.

Fang Han became more and more unhappy and said angrily: "You are open!"

"What's the solution?" Clara said with a smile: "You can't marry me, right? Do I want to be single for the rest of my life?"

Fang Han was very depressed and was very depressed. She was talking about the truth. It was impossible to get her turn to marry a wife. Li Tang and the others, and Anne Cole Ingret, were all ahead of her.

But when he thought that she was in the arms of another man, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Looking at his depressed face, Clara giggled, and Huan Chang said inexplicably: "I'm having fun with you!"

Fang Han pressed her hand on "qiaotun" and gave her a cry.

Clara smiled and said, "Okay, don't be angry. I just want to guard you now and will not look for other men!... Who can tell the truth about the future? People will change. Maybe our relationship will fade and separate naturally, right?"

Fang Han snorted: "You are so open-minded."

"I had already thought about it before I went to bed with you." Clara smiled and said, "Or I wouldn't have sex with you, I'm not a casual woman!"

"You..." Fang Han shook his head and smiled bitterly. The doctrine that Clara believed was very strict. She had always followed the virgin before marriage, and this time she broke the precepts on herself.

He raised his head and sighed. Human feelings will change. As time goes by, no matter how strong the feelings will gradually fade, or turn into family affection, or dissipate with the wind.

As time passed, will the women around him still be with him? Or will they leave one by one, and in the end they are the only one left?

———

Clara left in the evening. She wanted to go back and resign, start registering a company, work hard and open it as soon as possible.

In the evening, he came back from school and took out a few steaks and put them in the microwave.

Before leaving, Clara made dozens of steaks, which were all kept in the refrigerator. She could eat them by just using the microwave, which saved him a lot of effort.

Helentina knocked on the door, and Fang Han opened the door and let her in. Helentina was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, simple and youthful and beautiful atmosphere.

"Where is Clara?"
To be continued...