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Chapter 2317 Rewarding face?

Then, Qiao Yicheng was thrown out of the room by Lan Yan without hesitation.

Coincidentally, the servant downstairs just came up to deliver fruit to Lan Yan.

Qiao Yicheng held the door with one hand, and his waist with the other. When he was thrown out just now, he didn't stand still, he ducked his waist.

Now confronting the servant, Qiao Yicheng only felt embarrassed.

But you can't lose face, anyway, you are a man of Nanlin's generation and the president of the student union.

So the two sides looked at each other, and the corners of Qiao Yicheng's lips curled up, "Come to deliver fruit? Give it to me."

The servant watched all directions and listened to all directions. After handing the fruit to Qiao Yicheng, he went downstairs with great insight.

Qiao Yicheng let out a breath, then knocked on the door.

There was no movement inside the door for the first time.

Qiao Yicheng will never give up so easily.

After knocking for the second time, a voice finally came from inside the door.

It seems that Lan Yan threw something towards the door.

Qiao Yicheng pressed his ear to the door, and estimated based on the sound and the weight of the vibration at his feet when he landed——Lan Yan threw the pillow on the bed over.

He couldn't hold back his low smile, "To save face, open the door."

Lan Yan in the room fell silent again.

Qiao Yicheng stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his neck.

The young man has broad palms, long fingers, and protruding wrist bones. Regardless of his face, his hands are very attractive.

He added: "The servant brought up a plate of fruit just now, which contains your favorite red grapes, mangosteen, and longan. Are you sure you don't want to open the door?"

This was when Qiao Yicheng visited Lan's house several times when he was very young, and discovered some of Lan Yan's hobbies.

After all these years, it looks like some of it hasn't changed much.
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Lan Yan in the room, with unwavering brows, flashed with tangled emotions.

To be honest, for so many years, Lan Yan, who is ascetic and ascetic, will not show too much emotion about any incident she likes.

The fruit mentioned today was observed by Qingyan back then, and then I told the servant.

Because she knew that she didn't like to show her emotions, most of the things she liked more in her heart were carefully observed by Qingyan, and then she told the servant to let the servant prepare.

A little older, and Lan Yan can order some things by herself.

She sat on the bed with her back against the head of the bed, sighed for a long time, and finally couldn't resist her interest in fruit and... the powerful brainwashing function of Qiao Yicheng outside the door, which was comparable to an advertisement.

Lan Yan opened the door with a cold face.

Qiao Yicheng immediately bent his eyes and drilled inside.

Lan Yan didn't even have time to stop her, Qiao Yicheng went in with a fruit plate.

Lan Yan crossed her arms and leaned against the door, squinting her eyes. After a few seconds, she closed the door.

It seemed that Qiao Yicheng meant to stay here today and not to leave.

Lan Yan had nothing to do with his thick skin, even a cold face found it useless.

In the end, he could only do whatever he wanted, and she held the fruit plate and ate some fruit by herself.

Just after the fever subsides, Lan Yan still feels uncomfortable sometimes.

After eating some fruit, he nestled back into the quilt again, and fell asleep again not long after.

Qiao Yicheng was still wandering around Lan Yan's room, but in the end he took a book and leaned on the small sofa beside him to read.

When she looked up at Lan Yan again, she was already hugging the quilt, nestled in a corner of the bed, and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)