If I were you

"What's the matter Xingxing, what's the matter?" Wu Fan couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Zhang Yixing locked the door behind him.

"Well, there is something to do." Zhang Yixing signaled Wu Fan to sit down, and he sat down on the bed too: "Your business."

"Me?" Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "What can I do?"

"There's something wrong with you these two days." Zhang Yixing frowned, with some headaches: "You really think I can't see it?"

Wu Fan was silent for a while, then chuckled lightly: "I don't expect to hide it from you, but it's hard to explain this matter, it's a long story."

"Let's make a long story short, I'm all ears." Zhang Yixing answered casually, and then laughed a little: "Why did you suddenly become polite?"

"Infected by people." Wu Fan's expression became very strange, as if he couldn't laugh or cry: "I think if I continue in this state for a while, I can even study ancient literature."

"Hey, what's the matter, I'm not that knowledgeable, no matter how much I can infect you, it's impossible to lead you to such a profound path?" An Qing said pretending to be shy after hearing the words.

[No way, my IQ is too high, so drawing inferences from one instance to another is not a problem. 】Wu Fan replied without changing his face.

An Qing was speechless for a moment, she had never seen such a narcissistic guy.

"I don't understand. Are you speaking Chinese?" Zhang Yixing scratched his head, confused.

"That's why I said it's hard to explain. Are you sure you want to hear it?" Wu Fan asked with interest.

"Wait, Wu Fan! You don't really want to tell him, do you?!" An Qing finally realized that something was wrong, and asked repeatedly.

[Extreme measures are taken in extraordinary times, not to mention that we need someone to respond, otherwise I will die a miserable death when I am unable to take care of you in every aspect. 】

"Forget it, it's your body anyway, so you can do whatever you like." Although An Qing said that, she felt more and more in her heart that Zhang Yixing was a very special person in Wu Fan's heart compared to other people. exist.

"The matter has come to this point, of course we have to listen." Zhang Yixing always felt that Wu Fan was a little strange, but he couldn't tell why.

"Since you choose to listen, don't believe me when I tell you." Wu Fan persuaded again: "Actually, don't listen, you won't be able to sleep well."

"...Just hurry up and talk, don't talk to me anymore, think of you as a storyteller?!" Zhang Yixing finally got impatient and kicked him.

Wu Fan was not annoyed, he coughed twice and said slowly, "This matter should start from yesterday..."

"Boom, boom, boom!" "Hurry up and open the door for me! Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying public property!"

"It's broken, something happened to the east window!" Hearing Lu Han's angry voice outside, Wu Fan wiped his forehead, it seems that things can't be good today.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Yixing couldn't help being curious when he heard that Huang Zitao had also joined the ranks of smashing the door.

"I was looking for something to eat today, and I didn't just take yours..." Wu Fan said awkwardly.

"..." Zhang Yixing narrowed his eyes, "You deserve it!"

So, regardless of how fierce Wu Fan's expression was, he went to open the door and let Lu Tao go.

Zhang Yixing saw Wu Shixun following him curiously, and couldn't help pulling him away from the room: "The scene inside is too bloody and violent, [-] bans, [-] bans."

"Brother, my birthday is coming soon..." Wu Shixun said dissatisfied.

"That's not okay, if you teach a child badly, you, Brother Lu, won't let me go." Zhang Yixing said solemnly.

"...I'm not a child anymore." Wu Shixun was even more dissatisfied.

Zhang Yixing touched Wu Shixun's head, sighed and said: "Okay, let me put it this way, in case you, Brother Fan, are dissatisfied with you watching the show and take your anger out on you, I'll tell you, even you, Brother Lu It can't save you either."

Wu Shixun lowered his head and studied silently for a while, then hesitantly said: "But, I think Xiaolu and Zitao... might be counter-pressed..."

Zhang Yixing was silent, with Luhan's small arms and legs and Huang Zitao's special skill of making a girl soft in a second...this possibility...very possible!But... "Sehun, the word counter-pressure... who taught you?"

Wu Shixun had a pure face: "I heard brothers always say that, Brother Yixing, tell me, what does back pressure mean?"

"Pfft..." Zhang Yixing vomited blood, young lady, why do you have a dark belly...

Just as Zhang Yixing thought, Wu Fan completely regarded the attack of the two as a tickle, and with a few words of humming and haha, he fooled the two of them.

The world is peaceful again, isn't it?

The K team members quickly retreated. After all, they had to go to work the next day, so naturally they wouldn't play too late.

After Wu Fan did his daily nursing, he was unwilling to just go to bed like this.

If he sleeps through his time like this again, it will be really worth the loss.

Seeing Wu Fan standing there inexplicably and not knowing what he was struggling with, Lu Han couldn't help urging: "Wu Fan, you don't plan to sleep in the middle of the night? Watch out for dark circles!"

Hearing the last five words, Wu Fan decisively went to bed and turned off the lights.

Even if you fall asleep, you can't make fun of your face!

Kung Fu Panda, one is enough!

As for Zhang Yixing in the other room, when he was lying on the bed, he always felt as if he had forgotten something.

What exactly did you forget?Forget it, don't want to, let's talk about it tomorrow.So Zhang Yixing hugged the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, after Lu Han was woken up by Kim Min-suk, he was horrified to see someone who was supposed to be sleeping in was washing up. He couldn't help but feel a little weird: "Wu Fan, are you going to the company with us today?"

"No." Wu Fan said while combing his hair: "I have to go shopping, there is nothing to eat in the dormitory, it's too deceitful."

"Then it's not possible to get up so early, right? You put me under pressure..." As a friend who can't wake up every day, Lu Han expressed his pain.

"As for, very as for." Wu Fan's expression suddenly became very sad and indignant: "I watched the sky at night yesterday, and I should go to bed early and get up early in the near future."

"...What a mess." Luhan slid three bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and he didn't bother to care about this nervous Lord Juezhu.

After Wu Fan tidied up his hair, he was about to leave to look for clothes, but he heard a heart-piercing cry coming from his ear.

"Wait, wait, don't move! Let me take another look!"

Hearing this familiar female voice, Wu Fan turned around decisively and left.

"Ahh! Don't go! Give me back my beautiful boy!" An Qing was still crying and howling, and finally caught Wu Fan looking in the mirror. She didn't expect it to end so soon, she hasn't seen enough yet!

[I know I'm handsome, thank you for the compliment. 】Wu Fan is very calm, neither blushing nor heartbeat.

"Come on, go and go, who said you! I'm talking about the beautiful boy in the mirror!" An Qing disliked all kinds of contempt.

[...is there any difference...] Wu Fan raised his eyebrows in disdain.

"The difference is that I despise you, but you are a rare and beautiful boy." An Qing said proudly.

[... Rare? 】Wu Fan frowned slightly, expressing that he didn't understand.

"I just like the Northeast dialect. Why, are you interested in learning it?" An Qing didn't mind promoting the Northeast dialect.

Wu Fan remained silent and didn't bother to talk to her.

At this time, Zhang Yixing suddenly rushed over.

"I just said I forgot something, we haven't finished our topic yesterday!" Zhang Yixing grabbed Wu Fan and refused to let him go, trying to drag him aside to chat alone.

"What topic?" Jin Zhong, who was following behind, yawned and rubbed his eyes casually.

"It's nothing, you continue to sleep." Wu Fan waved his hand, dismissed Jin Zhongda, then looked at the person in front of him, helpless: "Aren't you going to work, can you talk about it when you come back?"

Zhang Yixing looked at the time, and reluctantly let go of Wu Fan: "Forget it, I will force a confession in the evening..."

Extorting a confession...Wu Fan smoked again and again, still resisting the urge to ravage Xingxing.

He now wants to cultivate his body and mind, so as not to accidentally split his mind.