The Rogue Strikes Back: The Counterattack Plan

On Friday, Xin Heng returned to the dormitory to see Lan Yao was packing his clothes, I asked, "What are you doing?"

"The injury is almost healed, what are you doing here." He said, "Why, can't bear to part with me?"

Xin Heng gave him a thump, sat on the bed casually and sneered: "Who can't bear you, think beautifully."

"Really?" Lan Yao raised his eyebrows and patted his head: "Don't be like me, I'm just a legend."

"Hehe." Xin Heng rolled his eyes at him and continued, "Remember my Pizza Hut."

"I know." He said, "Do you have any plans for the three-day vacation?"

"I don't have any plans. I can spend holidays with my girlfriend every year. I'll be single this year." He sighed and lay on the bed without speaking.

Lan Yao stopped, climbed onto the bed and lay on the side, and said, "Tell me what's going on."

"Don't say it, it will make you sad." Xin Heng shook his head and buried his head in the pillow: "Stay at home these three days."

Lan Yao pursed his mouth and said to himself, "Enter your phone number, maybe I will treat you to dinner."

"Really?" His eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay." I happily entered my mobile phone number, and wrote the word 'Han Shuai' in the remarks.

As a result, Lan Yao couldn't help spit out two words when he looked at the phone, but was quickly shot back by Xin Heng's eyes.

Lan Yao couldn't stop laughing in his heart, he didn't expect Han Xinheng to be so narcissistic, okay, Han Shuai is just Han Shuai: "Give me your mobile phone, and I'll store the number in it."

"Oh." He took out a brick and handed it to him.

Of course, the note on Han Xinheng's cell phone address book is "President Lan", as the saying goes, bullying others with power, this is a bit of this posture.

Lan Yao originally wanted to change the name to 'Lan Shuai', but he felt uncomfortable, so he simply passed the couple's name, and chose a name with posture, so that he could think of President Lan's prestige every day.

Han Xinheng also cleaned up almost, and gave up a lot of space: "Lan Yao, I allow you to stay for the last night, enjoy this bed to the fullest."

Lan Yao glanced at him, rolled on the bed numbly and said, "Thank you for the hospitality."

After a while, Xin Heng asked: "Is Lan Yao your home here? You can go back after three days of vacation."

"No, but I have my own house here." He said, "And you."

"I live with my brother, and my parents are not here. It is inconvenient to go to university in other places."

"Oh. There's no way. It's good to come from a prestigious university." He said, "I welcome you to come to my house any time you have time."

"Okay." I was a little sleepy and yawned: "Sleep, good night."

"Good night." Lan Yao also closed his eyes, and the two of them lay back to back. He agreed to the request to play at home, is it considered a success... Forget it, don't think about it, there is plenty of time.

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In the early morning, the two of them went back to their respective homes, looking for their respective mothers... no, not looking for their mothers.

Xin Heng opened the door with his schoolbag on his back. Actually, he was still a little uneasy, wondering what his brother would do to him.

Sure enough, he was making salad in the kitchen, and he was a little surprised to see Xinheng come back: "I got home so early."

"Wake up early." He took off his shoes, went back to the room to pack his things, changed into pajamas and came out to see that the salad and breakfast were ready, he sat on the table and took a sip of milk and said, "Why are you so free and still have time to cook. "

"I'm free today, and there will be activities starting tomorrow. I'm busy after the holiday." He took off his apron. To be honest, Han Ciheng wore an apron very well, and he should be regarded as a very qualified woman and man.

Xinheng suddenly remembered that Ximi troubled me for my signature, he rushed into the room and took out a typewritten signature card and slapped it on the table again. In order to prevent my brother from having a headache, he stood up solemnly, bowed, and shouted: "Trouble!"

"..." Han Tsheng really got sick in an instant. While signing the contract, he thought about how to deal with him later. Last time he said not to give him so much and there are still so many. I don't know it's been a month. Their school students still need to sign, he asked suspiciously: "Don't you study in your school?!"

"Study belongs to study, who said that a master can't pursue stars!" Xin Heng bit his bread and said inarticulately.

"Really." He signed the last one, threw the pen away, picked up the bread and began to gnaw, and said inarticulately while gnawing: "I'm good at crafting."

"Yeah." Xin Heng nodded, it was good.

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