If I were you

In the middle of the night, just as An Qing was about to go to bed, she found an extra text message on her phone.

【Qingqing, tomorrow we will go to China to record a show~! 】

An Qing turned on the wall lamp that had just been turned off with a snap, sat up with a pillow behind her, and started typing with a crackling sound.

【Ah, I know, I'm from Beijing. 】

It seemed like a perfunctory feeling, but in fact, An Qing was in high spirits immediately, and the desire to sleep was completely gone. She picked up the computer bag next to the bed with one hand, opened the notebook and put it on her lap, and the benefits of the wireless network immediately disappeared. It's reflected, I don't need to get out of bed to connect to the network cable, and I feel comfortable.

When the phone rang again, An Qing was startled in the silent night. In order to avoid waking up her sleeping mother, An Qingguo disconnected the mute.

【>.< Don’t you have any indication? 】

Seeing the wronged expression, An Qing burst out laughing, and replied to the poor child while scrolling through Weibo.

【Oh, the Beijing airport is so pitiful, it’s going to be baptized by the crowd again... It’s so pitiful for those who are on the same flight as you, and they’re going to be surrounded again... By the way, take it easy, the Imperial Capital Airport can’t be paralyzed. 】

After sending these words, An Qing naturally thought of the power of exo at the airport.This group of guys is simply a specialist in airport paralysis. Whenever they come to the mainland, they must be surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. This really shows that there are more Chinese people.

An Qing has really suffered from the madness and enthusiasm of the girls. In fact, she is still a little afraid and shadowy about the airport. She thought that the members would hate this feeling of being unable to move and being noisy. Unexpectedly, they almost all hugged each other. I am grateful to these girls who pick up the plane, and I am more worried about them, fearing that they will be squeezed and hurt.

It's no wonder they are so popular and supported by so many people, An Qing thought, such a group of youthful and energetic teenagers can easily attract the attention of girls.

For example, that tall and handsome guy named Wu Yifan, although he has a bit of a poisonous tongue... But he is kind and polite, careful and gentle, tall and handsome, and his every move is shining brightly.

All in all, he is a king born for the stage.

Hey, why did she praise this guy?

An Qing snorted angrily, and clicked on the text message she just received.

【>.<Except for these?Is there nothing you want to do?for example……】

An Qing raised her eyebrows at the phone screen. She was already very familiar with Wu Fan, so she could see the implication contained in this sentence at a glance.

Don't you just want me to go too?Humph, I won't go!

【Like what? 】

After An Qing posted this, she continued to browse Weibo, and her mood became inexplicably better.

So, after seeing Wu Fan's unsurprising reply, An Qing finally laughed out loud.

【>.<Ah, don’t you have the desire to come? 】

An Qing shook her head in embarrassment, and replied angrily on purpose.

[What am I going to do? 】

An Qing could almost imagine the collapsed expression on the other party's face, and as expected, the next reply vaguely revealed the feeling of being mad.

【>.<Don’t you want to meet us? ! ! ! ! ! 】

An Qing laughed out loud at being teased, and it was very helpful for Wu Fan's words to be cute, but she still didn't let go.

[It's not that I haven't seen it before, why did I see you? 】

The other party's text messages were replied very quickly, An Qing seemed to have seen Wu Fan's little appearance of thoughts.

[Ah ah ah!How can this be!We haven't seen you again! 】

An Qing ignored it, but she was on the verge of laughing.

【That's not what I should consider... My family is moving, and I don't have the time or money to go to Beijing. You can have fun by yourself. By the way, if you get hungry at the airport this time, can you buy something else?Don't let Korean members think that we only have instant noodles in China!Go to bed very late, don't you have to catch a plane tomorrow?Bye-Bye! 】

As a result, Wu Fan, who was rejected by An Qing decisively, was indignant, and An Qing's version of Wu Yifan's broken thoughts really appeared.

"How can it be like this! How can she be like this! How can it be like this!"

"Wu Fan, what are you talking about? What is this and that?" Zhang Yixing, who was in the same dormitory, was finally driven crazy by Wu Fan, and asked quite curiously.

"She said she couldn't come to Beijing because she wanted to move!" Wu Fan vented his dissatisfaction as if he had found someone to confide in.

Zhang Yixing was at a loss: "Who?"

"Who else could it be?!" Wu Fan threw the phone aside, thumped the quilt hard, and muttered in disbelief: "How could she be like this?!"

Zhang Yixing stretched his neck to look at the abandoned mobile phone, through the still shining screen, Zhang Yixing saw the three large characters on it.

【An Xiaoqing】

"Oh..." Zhang Yixing looked up at Wu Fan meaningfully with a long voice: "So it's Sister Qingqing..."

Wu Fan ignored Zhang Yixing's playful eyes, and only cared about his displeasure: "How can you say she is like this!"

"I can't come if I have something to do, why are you so angry?" Zhang Yixing sneered, and then said: "You are like a concubine who doesn't get the favor of the emperor, you are so stupid."

"Zhang Yixing!" Wu Fan lifted the quilt angrily, and rushed to the opposite bed with bare feet: "If you don't clean up today, you don't even know who Wu Huang is!"

As a result, a small vibrato suddenly inserted forcefully into this weird atmosphere, and rescued Zhang Yixing by the way.

"emperor……"

Wu Fan was numb and shivered all over, turned around and saw that it was Huang Zitao holding the door open and looking at him pitifully with blinking eyes.

Seeing Wu Fan turning his head, Huang Zitao took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in from the door. Wu Fan was so frightened that he quickly took three steps back: "Wait a minute! What are you going to do? Speak clearly first!"

Huang Zitao pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Captain...I'm hungry..."

Wu Fan looked at Huang Zitao speechlessly, and asked blankly, "So?"

Huang Zitao's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "I want to eat the stewed pork ribs with beans made by the captain during the Chinese New Year!"

Wu Fan subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that he was sorry, the owner of the cooking was gone, and the captain couldn't do it!But on the surface, Wu Fan still remained unmoved: "I do it once a year, and I will do it again next Chinese New Year."

"Ah..." Huang Zitao immediately put on a disappointed look: "What about the others? Are there any dishes that can be cooked?"

Wu Fan looked at Huang Zitao with a look of "what do you think?" Huang Zitao raised his ears and said aggrievedly: "Okay, I get it...but I'm hungry..."

Wu Fan put on his slippers and walked to Huang Zitao's side in a blink of an eye, and hugged Huang Zitao: "Come on, I'll cook ramen for you!"

Huang Zitao curled his lips in disgust: "Isn't it just cooking instant noodles..."

"Stinky boy! It's good to eat some!" Wu Fan covered Huang Zitao's small head with his big hands, rubbing desperately.

Huang Zitao immediately changed his words in a polite manner: "The ramen cooked by the captain is the best!"

"Good boy!" Wu Fan put on Huang Zitao's shoulder again with a smile on his face, "Brother, I'll add more meat to you."

So, don’t Chinese members still eat instant noodles in Korea?

Zhang Yixing looked at the backs of the two who were drifting away, and silently replied to An Qing on Wu Fan's mobile phone.

[Sister, I miss you, I want to eat stewed pork ribs with beans!Wu Erfan is fooling people with instant noodles again! 】

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yixing received a message on his mobile phone as expected.

[When my sister has time, I will visit you and bring you delicious food!Stewed pork ribs with beans is enough! 】

Zhang Yixing smiled happily, and An Qing leaned on the hard pillow, looked at the slightly empty single bed, and clicked on the Taobao called "Wu Yifan's Body Pillow".

Sure enough, it was too lonely by myself!I'm more happy when I'm molesting little boys.

By the way, doesn't this look too horny...