The Whole World Thinks I'm a Woman Disguised as a Man

Xue Lan read the news several times in shock, rubbed his eyes again, and finally confirmed the content of the new news.

But how could Duan Wenzheng... so fast? !

Xue Lan suddenly remembered Fatty's words, and Duan Wenzheng always joked...

Maybe he wasn't there at all, just to make him happy.

But Xue Lan came to the door by accident, looked at the closed door, walked over and pushed the door open as if nothing had happened.

No one was outside.

Xue Lan was slightly taken aback.

Duan Wenzheng... just like being so cute, right?Xue Lan lowered her eyes, not knowing whether to be disappointed or relieved for a moment.

He was about to close the door again, but a slender and knuckle-knuckle hand held down the door that was about to be closed.

"It seems that I'm not very popular either?"

Xue Lan froze for a moment, raised her eyes and looked dumbly at the person who seemed to appear in front of her suddenly.

Duan Wenzheng opened the door and walked in on his own, and looked closely at Xue Lan's expression of no surprise other than a sluggish look: "I wasted the whole night as a driver and bull's-eye, and came here so late..."

Xue Lan blushed, and hurriedly turned to invite him in: "I'll get you a glass of water."

After Xue Lan finished speaking, she walked quickly to the kitchen to pour water.

How could he not welcome Duan Wenzheng... The moment he saw Duan Wenzheng just now, his heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest in the next second.

With such a "rival in love" relationship ahead, Duan Wenzheng was willing to accept his kindness, which was already a very unbelievable thing for Xue Lan, and...he didn't expect Duan Wenzheng to really come.

Xue Lan poured water and walked into the living room. Duan Wenzheng was standing in front of the computer desk looking at a few photos hanging on the wall.

mostly...

The huge ones were printed, during competitions, awards, interviews... There is even a photo of "Xue Lan" wearing a skirt and being forced to take a group photo with indifferent eyes...

Wen Yan? !

……

Xue Lan was so startled that she hurried over and tried her best to cover the photos on the wall: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

He didn't know whether the misunderstanding he said was because he lost his horse in front of the "Zhenggong" or the dress that couldn't be explained in the photo.

Duan Wenzheng looked away, and casually picked up the water glass that Xue Lan had put on the table: "You guys knew each other so early?"

Xue Lan shook his head subconsciously, but after thinking about it, he nodded unconsciously.He... didn't know Wen Yan at all, but the original owner had liked Wen Yan since junior high school.

It can be said that they like it, and the time they have been in contact with is limited to fanatic fans wearing women's clothing to watch the game... and asking for a group photo in the backstage in the name of being the boss's daughter.

Wen Yan always thought that Xue Lan was a difficult... girl.

Xue Lan thought for a while, and explained again: "I used to be young, and I did a lot... very middle school things, but I really won't do it in the future, and I won't pester Wen Yan again."

Xue Lan wanted to cry but had no tears. He finally established a friendly and peaceful relationship with Duan Wenzheng, but why did he expose his rival's identity again.

"En." Duan Wenzheng looked at the photos on the wall: "In this case, are these..."

Xue Lan remembered that when Duan Wenzheng was jealous of Wen Yan in the book, he seemed to hope that there were no creatures within 800 meters of him...

"I'll pick it now!!"

Xue Lan hurriedly took off the group photo of him and Wen Yan on the wall, and saw the remaining single photo of himself in a skirt hanging in the corner... He simply took down the photo together, intending to share it with the original owner's things. Put away the bottom of the box.

But just as he took a few photos out of the frame and was about to put them away, Duan Wenzheng suddenly pulled out the photo of him alone.

Xue Lan hurried to grab it.

But Duan Wenzheng raised his hand high, held the photo out of his reach, and looked at how he was blushing and stepping to grab it.

Xue Lan is actually not short, but Duan Wenzheng and Wen Yan who suffer for love in the original book are both 187 in height, and with his deliberately raised fingertips, Xue Lan stepped on his feet several times but failed to reach the photo, instead he was robbing Suddenly, his feet were unstable and he almost fell on Duan Wenzheng.

Duan Wenzheng looked at the man whose face was flushed from being bullied, and put his hands behind his waist.

It is softer and slender than expected, and it feels surprisingly good.

Xue Lan hurriedly stood up under his virtual support, politely and apologetically said: "Thank you."

Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but the smile on his lips gradually deepened.

He couldn't help being so funny, he blushed when he said a word, he ate tofu so blatantly...but he said thank you?

"It's so beautiful, it's a pity to throw it away." Duan Wenzheng put the photo away, "It's not that you want to thank me, but it's a gift for meeting you."

"..." Xue Lan was dumbfounded: "Didn't you just say..." If you thank him, invite him to sleep at home.

"Isn't that your invitation before that?"

"..." Xue Lan was confused, so she had to turn to ask: "Why did you come here suddenly... Aren't you not coming?"

"Just passing by, come up and have a seat."

Hearing this, Xue Lan hurriedly pulled the computer seat away, signaling him to sit casually.

Duan Wenzheng sat down in a good mood, and his eyes fell on Xue Lan's account on the screen that needed to make up for the online time due to the upgrade too fast.

"Strikers played well."

The sudden praise made Xue Lan slightly astonished, but before he raised his eyebrows, he heard Duan Wenzheng say again:

"This level is not just talent, how long have you been playing?"

Alarm bells rang in Xue Lan's heart.

He knew that Duan Wenzheng's sudden arrival was definitely not that simple, and it really wasn't for nothing that he played with him for so long today.But the game profession of "Dawn of Doom" can only be practiced through different accounts. The original owner Xue Lan has only been playing with the medical account. If Duan Wenzheng asks himself how he played the assault soldier before, why he secretly trained the assault soldier, and what account he used... …

"Whose account did you use to play?"

"!!!"

He knows it! !

Sure enough, Duan Wenzheng came to spy on the situation.

He shouldn't feel that he is playing Assault for Wen Yan, or even played Wen Yan's account before...

Xue Lan quickly calmed down. He pretended to be calm and said without looking away: "I rented an account on... a certain treasure."

"Oh?" Duan Wenzheng was slightly taken aback: "Quite clever..."

"kindness??"

"Which store, remember to share it with me."

"kindness."

Xue Lan was extremely nervous under his gaze, but there was no superfluous expression on her face.

But Duan Wenzheng's gaze was always fixed on him, and Xue Lan became more and more embarrassed with those smiling eyes.He hurriedly looked away: "Come on for the game, I'll wait for you in the youth training camp."

"En." Duan Wenzheng responded, and asked casually, "Will you come to the game?"

Xue Lan hurriedly replied: "Yes."

Duan Wenzheng nodded, and continued to be persuasive: "Who are you cheering for?"

"You!" Xue Lan's eyes were full of sincerity: "You will definitely win the singles championship. I will cheer for you. I will wait for you in the youth training camp."

"Okay." Duan Wenzheng stood up and looked at the standing posture of Xue Lan, who seemed to be answering the teacher, the smile in his eyes deepened: "Then you have to cheer for me."

His frivolous tone made Xue Lan feel invisible pressure from his seemingly unconscious approach.Xue Lan hurriedly lowered her head to avoid his gaze, and stepped back as he approached.

Duan Wenzheng glanced at the footsteps of his hind legs, and approached him again with great playfulness.

"Hide what?"

Duan Wenzheng slightly distanced himself from his subconsciously dodging eyes.

The person in front of me who blushes when he is teased gradually overlaps with the person in the game who carries the bullets without missing a shot. In the game, he is still operating so amazingly that people are always surprised, but in reality he is so soft that he blush after just a few words. He unconsciously wanted to bully.

Just as Duan Wenzheng was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and picked up the phone.

"Brother Zheng, you're on the homepage of the game forum again!!" Fatty's excited voice came out of the phone: "Now the whole game forum is scolding you for abusing trumpets! You are famous again! Awesome! !!"

"Such an 'honor' can be given to you next time if you want it."

Xue Lan took advantage of Duan Wenzheng's busy answering the phone to distance the two of them, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Duan Wenzheng suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Xue Lan was held back by him, and she held her breath and twitched her hand.

Did not twitch|move.

He understood, Duan Wenzheng must have...discovered something, came to Ansha himself! !

Xue Lan continued to secretly wrestle with the hand that was clenching her wrist. Duan Wenzheng held up the phone while watching him carelessly, as if he wanted to hang up the phone as soon as possible and was afraid that the people around him would run away.

But before he had used much strength, Xue Lan's wrist was already red.

Duan Wenzheng was surprised that he couldn't help touching, so he quickly let go.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Xue Lan ran away in a hurry.

Duan Wenzheng thought that he was angry, but saw him blushing and running to the side bed... to make the bed.

Duan Wenzheng laughed.

The fat man fed a few times on the phone but did not hear an echo, so he asked doubtfully:

"Brother Zheng, didn't you tell me to buy the barbecue next to the supermarket for Lao Qi and me? Why have you been there for so long and haven't come back?"

In fact, there is no whim of "just passing by", Xue Lan's home is in the opposite direction from the Internet cafe to the supermarket.

"I have something else to do, so I won't go back tonight." Duan Wenzheng glanced at the figure who was making the bed seriously, and raised the corners of his lips: "You should also lose weight, stop eating."

"???"

Duan Wenzheng hung up the phone, and his eyes returned to Xue Lan.

"My bed is a bit small, and there is only one quilt. Let's squeeze together tonight." Seeing him finish his work, Xue Lan said, her expression has regained her composure: "Wait for me to go to the youth training camp tomorrow, you Then you can think about how to sleep and how to sleep."

"Oh?" Duan Wenzheng's eyes turned to him: "Sleep how you want?"

Xue Lan was slightly taken aback, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was nothing wrong with this sentence.

After thinking for a while, he still nodded.

Duan Wenzheng looked at his ignorant expression, and there was a dim light in his eyes: "Then I will write it down."

Xue Lan was wondering what he had written down, when Duan Wenzheng sat down on the gaming chair, and said again as if remembering something:

"But there is one thing you may be mistaken, I will go to the semi-professional invitational tournament, but..."

There was a shallow smile in his eyes——

"Tomorrow, I will also go to the youth training camp."