Rival says he loves me

"Say it again," Wu Wei put his palms around Fang Jiayao's neck, wrapping half of his arm around his back, "I want to hear it."

The tip of Fang Jiayao's nose rubbed hard against the line of Wu Wei's jaw.

The two people's current posture is a bit too close, but standing among a group of young people who have not recovered from the excitement just now, it is not so weird.

When a man is in high spirits, any excessive contact can be ignored.

So if Fang Jiayao was more restrained, it would be more strange. He simply chose to stretch out his hand and hug Wu Wei back, smiling brightly.

Like a real brother, he bumped into his shoulder and shouted with a smile, "Wei Ye is awesome."

This was also the first time Fang Jiayao reacted to Wu Wei, it was very strange.

But it doesn't feel bad.

The tentative competition period of the league is half a month. Today is the warm-up for the group stage draw, ranked by points, and the normal procedure of the knockout system.

But Eastern University of Science and Technology has been suppressed by Nantah University for too long, and small victories are rare, and crushing victories like today's are even more rare.

So Dongke University exploded at a young age, shouting chant around the center of the venue, basically all the people, regardless of whether there were classes in the morning or afternoon, saw the video photos posted by someone in the class group, and ran here holding back their energy.

At night, this matter has been simmering in the group, and the heat has not been lowered. As a result, there has been no one in the classroom since the afternoon, and it is more than half empty.

In the evening, all members of the team skipped class.

I plan to move them to another place, so I have a little clean up.

It's near the University City, and the environment is not bad. Fang Jiayao rarely asks for leave from Xing Jinbei, and Y hasn't shown up recently, so there is no need to go to Xing Jinbei.

But he didn't intend to go.

After leaving the gymnasium, the sky was suppressed by pure black, and the air was slightly damp.

"There will be rain in the evening," Vanke put one arm around Fang Jiayao, and scratched the air with the other hand, soaking up the moisture.

Vanke itself was sticky, and it was even more uncomfortable to come out, so he dragged Fang Jiayao to the dormitory to change clothes.

Fang Jiayao stood with him at the glass door of the gymnasium, turned his head to look in, Wu Wei was in the handover with the people from East University of Science and Technology, and should go directly to Qing Bar to celebrate after the end.

Fang Jiayao disliked it, Wu Wei should have plenty of people around him tonight, so it would be a burden to go by himself.

The key point is that I didn't manage my emotions well today, and I couldn't stand the atmosphere around me, so I talked too much to Wu Wei.

When Wu Wei wasn't paying attention, he accompanied Vanke out the door.

Go directly to the dormitory.

"Brother Yao, you didn't see that those caps of Master Wei are so cool, I love it." Vanke took a quick shower on the balcony, wiped his head, and saw his face was half illuminated by the desk lamp. Fang Jiayao, who was lying half on his pillow and half on his stomach, clicked his lips, "Brother Yao, I really didn't mean you, do you know what you look like now?"

"Huh?" Fang Jiayao didn't look up, took a page of paper and turned it over.

"Ice," Wanke dragged the stool to support his ears and stared at Fang Jiayao.

Fang Jiayao nodded, reached out and chose B.

"Well," Fang Jiayao looked up at the time and asked him, "Aren't you afraid of being late?"

Before Fang Jiayao left, he heard that the time set by the group was nine o'clock, and Vanke would definitely not be able to arrive at that time if he left now.

"Brother Yao, Master Wei doesn't think about it?" Wanke admitted that he was a bit foolish, and he was afraid that Fang Jiayao would fall into the wolf's den before, but now he is a little embarrassed to say this.

"I've never seen such a person as Wu Wei," Vanke saw that Fang Jiayao didn't look up, and he wasn't in a hurry, so he swung his legs, knocked his chin on the table, and crushed half of his cheeks, " You know that before you came, he couldn't hold on."

"Nanjing University is not just kidding around," Vanke told him seriously, "There are a few dirty hands and feet that come up, but I didn't realize it. The methods are stinky, but I fear the Lord is ruthless." Vanke kept Fang Jiayao still active. wrist pressed down.

Fang Jiayao just turned his head, didn't speak, and let Vanke continue.

"Lord Wei basically bears all the output by himself. He was supposed to change people, so he insisted on it." Wanke stared at Fang Jiayao's eyes, and withdrew after a while, his tone became loose,

"I don't know what he's waiting for."

"The last few times he was able to explode, he was desperate." Vanke put on the gray lining, and the soft denim finally hooked the thick heels of the sneakers and was ready to go out. Before leaving, he touched the door frame, his neck tilted inward, "Let's go, dormitory Keep it for your use, let me ask again, really don’t you want to go?”

Fang Jiayao lay on the table and waved at Vanke.

Vanke thought to himself, isn't it just ice cubes?

Can't cover the heat.

When the door was closed, Fang Jiayao stared at the book and answered the answer.

Swipe up one by one.

There are red crosses all over it.

Finally, Fang Jiayao put on his earphones, listened to a few ear-splitting tunes, looked up at the ceiling, and tapped the rhythm with his fingers.

He wanted to find something to do without using his brain.

Wanke's words were lingering in his ears, Fang Jiayao couldn't care less, he put his face on the back of the laptop, and got a red mark.

He knew who Wu Wei was waiting for.

He knew that Wu Wei was desperate.

He knows he doesn't deserve it.

Because he knew it all, so he couldn't go.

A cigarette was lit in the room, pointing straight up, Fang Jiayao stared at the scattered smoke ring at the front, and stretched out his hand to plunge the cigarette into the goblet.

"Zi la" sound.

There is nothing left.

Fang Jiayao lifted his butt and walked towards the door. He thought that if he could, he should still be able to catch up with Vanke.

When he touched the doorknob, a message flashed on his phone.

-Come on, I have work.

On the screen of Fang Jiayao's phone was a short message from Fang Liming.

- What specific job?

Fang Jiayao stared at the text message for a moment and felt that Fang Liming was probably his savior.

When I am in a difficult situation, I can always get some pointers.

-Background board for women's clothing, don't show your head, small casual work, I'll help you find out, Wu Wei won't come, if you're interested, just call back before eleven o'clock.

- go, come.

Fang Jiayao went out and changed direction, heading towards the clubhouse.

On the way, I received a call from Fang Liming, "Today is special, and I'm running out of time. I put the clothes in your apartment, and I'll come straight away after changing. It's easy, and I'll just finish the job in one go."

Fang Liming explained in a hurry. Hearing that it was very busy there, Fang Jiayao replied, and went to the apartment first.

After entering the door, there was a box of paper bags lying on the bed. Fang Jiayao pulled it with his hand, and a small dress slipped out of it smoothly.

Just a hot dance, still in the back position, not as eye-catching and wild as last time.

Fang Jiayao changed into a full set and went out with the wig on. The clubhouse is not far away and can be reached by walking a small road.

The red high heels with pointed tops and square heels made a crisp sound when stepped on the ground. Fang Jiayao walked out from the alley and could see the business sign downstairs of the clubhouse.

After entering Fang Jiayao, he stopped.

A figure stood in front of him, leaning against the outside with his head down, smoking a cigarette in his pocket.

Like Wu Wei who should be drinking in the bar now.

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