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

Just separated by a wall, the yelling of forming a team and kicking off the gangster was cut off.

Xue Lan could only hear the rushing of the water in front of her eyes.

Duan Wenzheng was pressing his hands under the water and washing them carefully, his movements were slow and meticulous.

Xue Lan felt dizzy, thinking blankly, he is not a three-year-old who can't wash his hands, so why should he wash his hands for himself! !

wrong.

He was the one who just opened the box!

This is simply trying to throw the blame!

"The person who opened the box this time is obviously you!"

"Oh?" Duan Wenzheng pondered seriously: "Then you wash it for me too?"

"..."

Xue Lan always felt that something was wrong, but the person behind him was too close, and every breath brushed against his cheeks, making his face burn hot.

Not knowing what kind of guilty conscience it was, he hurriedly squeezed the hand sanitizer and rubbed it vigorously on his hands.

But as he was washing, he suddenly realized that the hand he was holding under the cold water was not the fruit or the dinner plate that he could scrub and wash in the past, but...

While he was hesitating for a moment, Duan Wenzheng suddenly grabbed his hand backhanded.

"Has it been washed?"

"..."

Xue Lan suddenly sneezed in desperation. In this gap, he quickly withdrew his hand: "Okay!"

After saying that, he quickly ran out of the bathroom.

But after that, although everyone was really flashing the chip seriously, until it was close to three o'clock in the middle of the night, there was still no sign of anyone flashing the chip.

Usually at this time, Xue Lan's spirits are good, but today I don't know what happened, and I can't open my eyes in a daze.

After a game ended, Duan Wenzheng caught a glimpse of the child beside him rubbing his eyes, and was about to ask him if he was sleepy, but suddenly found that his face was slightly red.

But he didn't say anything excessive, and he didn't do anything.

Thinking of this, Duan Wenzheng stretched out his hand to touch the child's head.

Sure enough, it was very hot.

Duan Wenzheng stood up a little annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Xue Lan raised her head in surprise: "Stop hitting?"

"hit what?"

Duan Wenzheng didn't want to lose his temper with Xue Lan, but what he said was still unavoidably tinged with anger.Seeing the child beside him bewildered thinking that he had made some mistake, Duan Wenzheng also turned off the fire in an instant, and he picked up the coat beside him casually.

"Go, take you home."

Xue Lan looked at the people who were still playing Survival Battle, "But everyone is still helping me...I can't leave."

Duan Wenzheng directly picked him up from his seat, turned his head and said to the people who were still brushing materials: "It's time to rest early, he has a fever, I'll take him home first."

Xue Lan, who was picked up, was dizzy and hurriedly said goodbye to everyone apologetically.

Duan Wenzheng passed through the rows of machines, and everyone took off their headsets to say goodbye to the two of them. Xue Lan was flattered to leave with Duan Wenzheng amidst the instructions not to forget to take medicine and drink plenty of hot water, knowing that some of these people had gone to other places. Clubs, some have given up their professional dreams and went home. This time it is very likely that they will meet for the last time.

He said goodbye to everyone very reluctantly, and then walked out of the Internet cafe with Duan Wenzheng.

Duan Wenzheng has no experience in caring for people. After boiling the water and handing the thermometer to Xue Lan, he went to look for medicine. When he found the antipyretic medicine under Xue Lan's random fingers, he turned around and saw the child sneaking up on the table again. Turned on the computer.

"When is it, and you still want to play games?" Duan Wenzheng was so angry that he carried him back to the bed: "Where's the thermometer? How many degrees?"

"...I just remembered that I haven't received the chip just now." Xue Lan handed him the thermometer carefully: "37 degrees nine."

Duan Wenzheng took the thermometer and put it aside after reading it.

He looked at the little friend who had finally learned to lie down on the bed, and pulled off the quilt: "Take off your clothes."

"..." Xue Lan hastily grasped the corner of the quilt.

"Why are you holding on so tightly? I won't eat you." Duan Wenzheng consciously lifted the quilt again, and said with a smile, "Didn't you ask me to help you just now?"

"...I, I, I will do it myself." Xue Lan rolled out of the quilt on the other side, and ran to change into pajamas in a hurry.

Duan Wenzheng looked at it amusedly. After a while, the child who had changed into pajamas came out of the closet, and got into the bed obediently.

He handed him warm water and antipyretics.

Duan Wenzheng watched him take the medicine, took the water glass and put it on the side table, carefully tucked his quilt, and put a wet towel on the top of his head, and then leaned on the soft pillow next to him to relax. Sit down lightly.

As soon as he was half lying down, the people around him obediently lifted the quilt and covered him up together.

"Should be catching a cold, it's not contagious." Xue Lan didn't open her eyes, and her voice was a little soft due to sleepiness: "Don't catch a cold."

Duan Wenzheng didn't seem to expect that he would still think of himself at such a time, and his heart became softer when he was dazed.

The child was groggy, as if drifting between half-dream and half-awake.

"Reset..."

Duan Wenzheng heard his whisper, the voice was very soft, and he carefully listened to it.

"If in the future... I did it, or you thought I did something bad."

Xue Lan seemed to be at a loss for words.

"What's wrong?" Duan Wenzheng asked warmly.

Xue Lan closed her eyes, only murmuring breathlessly: "It's just...for example, I accidentally robbed you of something."

"What do you want?" Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows curiously.

Xue Lan didn't speak anymore.

He gripped the quilt carefully.

Duan Wenzheng's eyes fell on his flushed cheeks and tightened fingertips, as if something in his heart had been burned, it was completely soft.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that no matter what he wanted at this moment, he would give him what he had, and even if he robbed him of what he didn't have.

Xue Lan opened her eyes ignorantly, but there was a reddish wetness at the end of her eyes.

He sniffed the tip of his nose:

"Can you not drive me out of the team?"

"..."

Duan Wenzheng felt that he was split open at this moment, while he wanted to rub the child who suddenly turned into a crying bag into his arms, and at the same time, he wanted to pry open the head of this feverish and nonsense brat, to see what he was thinking.

"rest assured."

In the end he was still defeated, and whispered softly: "We will always be together, I will accompany you to win the world championship, if you want to leave LGW, I will also be with you... wherever you go."

"Now, go to sleep and have a good dream."

"I don't have much experience in taking care of people." Xue Lan vaguely heard the people beside him talking, and Duan Wenzheng's voice was very soft: "If there is anything wrong, you can tell me."

He felt that he should have answered, but he didn't seem to, so he fell asleep in a daze.

Duan Wenzheng looked after him, and when he fell asleep, he didn't know what time it was. He opened his eyes again and it was almost noon.

Xue Lan's nose and lips are very small, and his facial features are as delicate as a boy who walked out of a cartoon.His eyelashes are very long, and when he closes his eyes, they cast a gentle shadow on his cheeks like feathers, making the delicate skin on his cheeks softer.

He has clearly reached the legal age, but it looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

It makes people feel that touching their fingers is a sin.

Duan Wenzheng's eyes fell on his cheek.

At this moment, his cheeks were still tinged with blush that seemed to have just subsided from the fever, and his sleeping appearance was so harmless that he didn't set up half a line of defense.

People can't help but think...

He slowly approached the people around him, and the temperature at the other end under the soft quilt gradually became clear, and if there was any sweetness that seemed to be absent, it might not get into his nostrils, which made him feel in a daze for a moment that he was the one who had a fever that person.

Duan Wenzheng's Adam's apple twitched.

He stretched out his hand to the face that was close at hand.

It feels soft and smooth, which is as good as imagined.

He stood up and approached again, his undulating breathing gradually deepened.

The touch of his fingertips was so clear that he couldn't put it down, and his eyes turned to those slightly curled thin lips.

The touch of these lips on the side of his face was so soft that it was still like yesterday.

too soft.

I don't know if it will be the same as the touch of his cheek, Duan Wenzheng tightened his fingertips, and suddenly thought...

But I don't know if it's because of his sudden tightening of the fingertips that the people beside him felt, but the sleeping child opened his sleepy eyes at this moment.

Xue Lan blinked her eyes before gradually focusing on the person who was close in front of her.

"..."

This pair of ignorant eyes made Duan Wenzheng, who had already driven the car to the edge of the cliff, stop the car.

He withdrew his hand.

"It's not burning."

Xue Lan nodded ignorantly, completely believing the nonsense that he was measuring the temperature just now.

But before Duan Wenzheng had time to sigh whether he should be thankful or disappointed, the child moved, and he happened to bump into a place where swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Both of them were stunned for a while.

During this awkward silence, Duan Wenzheng was the first to recover.

"Men are always a little impulsive in the morning... Don't you think so?"

"..."

Xue Lan's face turned red in an instant, but Duan Wenzheng continued to ask:

"You have, too?"

"..."

Seeing Xue Lan's cheeks getting redder and redder, Duan Wenzheng didn't realize that anyone should be embarrassed, and said again:

"Do you know what to do at this time? Do you want... Brother to teach you?"

"..."

Xue Lan jumped up with a "thump", and ran into the bathroom as if something terrible was chasing him behind him.

Duan Wenzheng burst out laughing, he got up and staggered to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Eh? What are you running for?"

"Shouldn't it be me who should go to the bathroom at this time?"

"Really don't want on-site teaching?"

"What you missed like this is a rare learning opportunity..."

……

The people outside the door were still talking non-stop, and the faces of the people inside the door were already blushing so much that they were about to bleed.

really! !

How could he believe Duan Wenzheng's nonsense that he would never "flirt" again! ! !

Just when Duan Wenzheng was chattering and refused to leave, there was a rush of mobile phone ringing outside the door.

Duan Wenzheng walked to the table, picked up the phone and wanted to remind Xue Lan that his phone was ringing, but he saw the call reminder on it...

He decisively cut off the call.

But the phone rang again persistently——