If I were you

An Qing took a lot of effort to escape from Huang Zitao's clutches, and fled back to her room exhausted physically and mentally, only to find that two people appeared in the small room at some time.

Looking carefully, it turned out that Jin Junmian and Jin Zhongren were lying on Wu Fan's bed and looking at the computer with relish. An Qing recognized at a glance that the confiscated computer belonged to Wu Fan, and she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Seeing that the two of them had been staring at the computer all the time, An Qing didn't notice that there was another person in the room, so she walked over curiously to see why they were so focused and fascinated.

The closer she gets to An Qing, the more puzzled she becomes. Why does the language sound like neither Chinese nor Korean nor English?

Until An Qing crawled to the side of the bed, stretched her neck and looked at the screen. After watching for a long time, An Qing still didn't understand it, but she was very confused. Seeing that the two people next to her still didn't seem to care about her intentions, she couldn't help coughing softly: "What are you looking at?"

Unsurprisingly, the two of them were startled by this sudden voice.

"Kris, when did you show up..." Jin Junmian patted his chest while turning his head to look for comfort: "At the critical moment, my blood was forced back."

Jin Zhongren hurriedly supported his little brother, and said repeatedly: "How about we go back for 10 minutes and re-brew the relationship?"

"Good idea!" Jin Junmian's eyes lit up, and he adjusted the video.

"I see..." Wu Fan looked at it silently for a while, then sighed, "It seems to be that anime called One Piece, I don't know when Hanhan got it on my computer, anyway, I haven't deleted it without delay. ..."

"..." The corners of An Qing's mouth twitched twice: [Why is the captain of the K team...he has a tendency to return to basics, rejuvenate his youth and reverse his growth? 】

"What kind of words are these..." Finally, it was Wu Fan who came to complain about An Qing's words, and Wu Fan said that at this moment, he was proud and proud of his ancestor Guangzong!

[I just suddenly felt that the average age of your team seems to be similar? 】An Qing said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Everyone is in their twenties, so there is not much difference." Wu Fan didn't notice the strangeness in An Qing's tone.

【I think your mental age is about the same age as my students...】 An Qing complained mercilessly.

"...That definitely doesn't include me." Wu Fan said confidently, "I'm quite mature."

[Mature people never talk about the word maturity. 】An Qing snorted twice and said: 【You are the biggest immature ghost. 】

Wu Fan resolutely shut up, it is better not to say too much.But still unwilling to reconcile, he muttered silently in his heart, only women and villains are difficult to raise.

Seeing that the two of them had no time to pay attention to her, An Qing knew that her bed was going to come back, so she plopped down on another bed, picked up a little doll on the bed, and squeezed it left and right.

Wu Fan didn't pay attention to it at first, but after reacting in his brain, he finally realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to speak, the door swung open, but Zhang Yixing stood at the door like a great god.

I saw Zhang Yixing looked around, didn't speak, just stared at "Wu Fan" who was staring at him in a daze, and hooked his finger to signal him to come out.

An Qing threw the doll aside in doubt, then followed out, all the way to Zhang Yixing's dormitory.However, before she could ask, Zhang Yixing squinted at her at a 45-degree angle: "Are you surrendering yourself, surrendering yourself, or surrendering yourself?"

An Qing thought about it, it turned out that the matter was exposed, she quickly hugged Zhang Yixing's shoulder and smiled obsequiously: "Xingxing, let's watch TV..."

Zhang Yixing still didn't speak, just stared at her.

An Qing was finally defeated and began to fight for her acting skills. She sobbed twice and lowered her eyes pitifully to look down at Zhang Yixing, her voice was also suppressed extremely low and weakly: "Aren't I hungry... Really? Can't find anything to eat..."

Zhang Yixing was unmoved, and remained silent.

An Qing became ruthless, and lowered her body as if to please her: "Xing Xing Xing Xing, don't be angry, I'll show you how cute you are."

Zhang Yixing's ears moved slightly, but his expression was still disdainful: "The facial paralysis version is cute, you should keep it for yourself."

When An Qing heard it, although she was disdainful, she was still looking forward to it, so she ignored Wu Fan's constant yelling in her ear, and began to use the trump card she learned in the afternoon: "Xing Xing Xing Xing, look at me, 1+1 equals~kiyomi ~~, 2+2 is equal to ~kiyomi~~..."

Zhang Yixing was dumbfounded and died instantly.

At this time, it seemed that twelve bells sounded faintly from a distance, and Wu Fan finally regained the initiative of his body.

"I'm going! Wu Fan, you're promising!" Although it stopped abruptly after only adding two plus two, it was still enough for Zhang Yixing to react for a long time. Face.

Having known each other for many years, Zhang Yixing naturally knew that the other party was shy, so he laughed instantly.

"Stop laughing..." Wu Fan seemed annoyed and powerless, just about to say something, but only heard a roar behind him, and then a whirlwind figure rushed in front of him.

"Wu Yifan! You fucking dare to go to Xiao Ye's bed! See if I can't kill you!"

Wu Fan instantly remembered that something was wrong that he felt before, before An Qing was sitting on Luhan's bed playing with Luhan's doll!So Wu Fan's actions were greater than his thoughts, as soon as Lu Han kicked over, he ran out with long legs.

【An Qing, you are my nemesis!If I die without a whole body, you don't want to be alone! 】Wu Fan kept roaring in his heart, but when he heard An Qing's unhurried voice, he almost vomited blood.

"The idiom used this time is good, it is worthy of praise, keep up the good work, dear!"