I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt up to Tang Le's chin. He didn't stop until it covered the indescribable part of his shoulders. He turned his head to look at Tang Le's deeper sleeping face, and then he was satisfied. Leaning on the soft cushion, he turned on the phone.

There are several unread messages on WeChat, all of which are from Xie Haotian.

After Xie Haotian came back to Tangzhong, he took the college entrance examination in the same year as Tang Le, because he didn't have any high grades before, and after a whole year of delay, he forgot most of his knowledge, but fortunately, his original intention was to obey his father's arrangement, I went to a technical school, and when the final results came out, Zhou Fan and I spent a day choosing among thousands of choices, and finally chose a technical school in Zhaozhou to study cooking.

Zhou Fan also asked him why he suddenly obeyed his father's wishes, and why he suddenly wanted to learn how to be a chef. After all, when he was on Jixiang Road, Xie Haotian made it clear that if it wasn't for Zhou Fan, he would never want to touch this kind of chef. The lampblack that killed him.

However, Xie Haotian was only silent for a few seconds at that time, and seeing his face change, Zhou Fan didn't dare to pursue it any further.In fact, it doesn't matter what the reason is, as long as he really wants to learn a skill for himself.

I'm afraid that all of this is inextricably related to a certain person.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan frowned, and reacted abruptly when another message popped up in the dialog box.

[[09:35] Xie Haotian: I am here to report today, why not go out and get together! 】

[[10:05] Xie Haotian: No way, you haven't woken up yet? 】

[[10:30] Xie Haotian: Fuck, this is not in line with common sense, did you drink or died? ? 】

[[10:57] Xie Haotian:? ? ?you are dead? ? ? 】

[[11:21] Xie Haotian: Zhou Fan? ? ?It's noon? ? ? ? ? 】

……

Zhou Fan flipped through from the beginning to the end. In short, there was no bullshit coming out of this person's mouth. Just when he was about to swear, another piece of latest news popped up.

【Xie Haotian: Should I fucking call the police? ? ? 】

Zhou Fan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth for a while, then quickly raised his hand to type on the phone.

【Zhou Fan: Are you sick? ?Report the Hammer Police! 】

【Xie Haotian: My god, you are still alive! 】

Zhou Fan opened his mouth to the screen of the mobile phone, his jaw stretched out.

[Zhou Fan: Fuck, I'm not only alive, but also fucking alive. 】

【Xie Haotian: I don't fucking believe it, by the way, get out and eat in the center of the city. 】

[Zhou Fan: City center?Okay, wait a minute, I'll ask Tang Le to get up and ask him. 】

【Xie Haotian: OK. 】

Just as Zhou Fan was about to put down his phone, the page started to jump as if it had exploded, and one dialog box after another popped up quickly.

【Xie Haotian: Wait a minute! ? ? 】

【Xie Haotian: What is calling to wake up? ? 】

【Xie Haotian: Did you date him? ? ?Is it so exciting! 】

???

Zhou Fan almost threw his phone out when he saw this. Although he usually talks nonsense, it is limited to Tang Le. He is still terrified of Xie Haotian who shows his coquettishness to the world all the time. !

【Zhou Fan: ... can you fucking be more reserved! 】

[Xie Haotian: Damn it, it's getting darker, and you're still being reserved!No wonder you talk about being alive!Ok, Ok! 】

【Zhou Fan: ... I'm really afraid of you! 】

One minute later, Zhou Fan subduedly picked up the mobile phone placed by the bedside, and typed extremely slowly against his flushed cheeks.

【Zhou Fan: I'm back...】

[Xie Haotian: What did sister-in-law say? 】

[Zhou Fan: Your sister-in-law said: Get out, eat shit. 】

【Xie Haotian: Hahahahahahahahaha, tell me the truth, what did you do to him yesterday to make such a gentle sister-in-law talk shit. 】

Zhou Fan was extremely aggrieved as he looked at Tang Le's puffy little bun, which turned his back and pulled the quilt all over his head. He was really cute and aggrieved in his heart, but he still chose to keep it a secret because the family complaints were kept secret.

【Zhou Fan: What did you do? 18. You should know the forbidden things in your heart. I won’t reveal the rest. I’ll withdraw and accompany your sister-in-law to raise your waist. Military training will start in two days. 】

【Xie Haotian: Okay, come out after the military training, and say hello to my sister-in-law's waist for me. 】

【Zhou Fan: Fuck you, uncle. 】

After typing the last word, Zhou Fan quickly threw the mobile phone on the table, flew towards the bulging little mountain bag, and wrapped the whole mountain bag into his arms.

"You're not asleep, don't pretend." Zhou Fan rubbed his head against the edge of the quilt, trying to rub his face in.

Seeing a seam in the quilt, Tang Le quickly pulled it towards herself, very irritable: "Get out, I said no, you can eat it yourself!"

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat," Zhou Fan rubbed over again as if flattering, and he just lifted the quilt and got his head in. He smiled: "My wife didn't eat, how can I leave my wife and go alone?" What about eating?"

Tang Le was taken aback by the big head that suddenly got in, and was immediately confused by his soft tone, but he still held on to his stubbornness.

Tang Le narrowed his eyes: "You call again?"

"Wrong, husband, get up and eat, husband, okay?"

Seeing this situation, Zhou Fan had a strong desire to survive, and quickly changed his address, from the husband on the left to the husband on the right, making Tang Lemeng blush under the quilt.

"You..." Tang Le couldn't speak for a moment, choked in his throat for a long time before uttering softly: "Enough is enough..."

"Not enough, not enough, where is enough!"

Tang Le's eyes widened: "I'm in a hurry with you if you say this again, I've said enough last night, you still... still..."

Seeing that Tang Le was blushing all the way to the neck, he couldn't continue, Zhou Fan continued his words without blushing.

Zhou Fan: "Still hugging you all night? Didn't stop until you cried?"

Tang Le was stunned for a moment, then slapped Zhou Fan out of the quilt in an instant, pulled the quilt with one hand, rolled a wheel, and quickly wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling, tightly wrapped huddled in the corner.

"Zhou Fan," came a muffled voice from inside the rice dumpling: "You're an asshole..."

"Yes, yes, yes, I am," Zhou Fan smiled helplessly, and could only move his body to get close to the little rice dumpling: "Then... this little bastard, I want to ask your opinion. Whatever you want to eat, the old bastard will buy you all back to the hotel."

"..." There was no movement in the zongzi.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan had no choice but to read to himself: "I'll count for you, fried rice, tomato beef brisket noodles, West Lake beef soup, corn soup, hot dry noodles, fried rice noodles, Liangpier..."

"Gollum—"

Just as I was reading this, there was an extremely loud cry from the little rice dumpling. Zhou Fan couldn't help laughing, but he still pretended to ask, "So the little bastard chose Liangpier?"

"Hmm..." Tang Le answered in a low voice while clutching his stomach.

"No?" Zhou Fan pretended to regret: "Forget it, it seems that the old bastard can only buy Liangpi himself."

"No!" Tang Le lifted the quilt wrapped in a silkworm chrysalis, revealing the fluffy head that had been blown up inside, and the face that was still awake but with a layer of faint red. Lu felt aggrieved, but had to face reality and said, "I eat too."

"puff--"

Zhou Fan laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to rub the peeled little zongzi's head, and rubbed it to his satisfaction: "Okay, the old bastard will do what he can, so help the little bastard."

Undoubtedly, the result was Tang Le's countless eyes.

The hotel in Zhaozhou was more expensive than Tang Le expected. Perhaps because he was dazzled by the beauty yesterday, he was excited and urged Zhou Fan to come to the hotel, but when he went out to buy lunch, Tang Le took I asked the front desk on the phone by the bedside, this question was serious, Tang Le chased Zhou Fan out of the hotel like a sheep before his feet hit the ground when he came back with the meal.

"Crazy, it's so expensive for one night, and what you sleep with is not gold." Tang Le said while eating Liangpier from a bowl in the cafeteria.

Zhou Fan sat across from him with a dejected look on his face. The original plan to renew after twelve o'clock, and then another day of beautiful scenery in the Spring Festival, turned out to be such a cannon fodder. It was really painful, but he couldn't say it.

Of course, Tang Le didn't know what unhealthy pornographic thoughts he was planning in his mind, and thought he was resentful of his stingy behavior.

Tang Le seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned a blush: "Anyway, freshmen must live on campus, and now I can save a little more, just to lay the foundation for renting a house outside next year for the postgraduate entrance examination."

"Entrance examination?" Zhou Fan raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, and raised an indescribable arc at the corner of his mouth, as if implying something.

Tang Le saw his meaningful smile, lowered his eyes and coughed: "Well, postgraduate entrance examination."

"Okay," Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, glanced up and down along his neckline, until he blushed, and finally gave a faint affirmation: "Public examination."

Tang Le didn't dare to answer the words, he ate the cold noodles quickly without raising his head to meet his eyes.

After finishing the meal, Tang Le was going to go back and pack up the things in the dormitory. Zhou Fan led him all the way through the cafeteria, and only planned to leave when he reached the door.

"By the way, when the time comes, the Naxin interview at the radio station, will you come too?" Zhou Fan turned to look at him.

"Forget it," Tang Le glanced back at the dormitory building where parents still come and go, his eyes were dim: "I don't want them to say that I go through the back door."

Zhou Fan nodded when he heard the sound, and rested his chin with one hand: "That's right, tsk, I really made a mistake today, I shouldn't have run into them."

Tang Le didn't care: "It's okay, I'm not interested in clubs anyway."

Zhou Fan frowned: "No, you're living like a hermit except for making noises with me every day. How could it be possible? I can't be by your side all the time. I have to have a few friends to take care of me."

Tang Le turned his face away: "I don't need it."

"Don't say you don't need it." Seeing no one passing by at the moment, Zhou Fan cupped his face with both hands: "Be obedient, you are actually quite lively, you just separate people, and you don't need to make too many friends. Jealous."

Tang Le smiled helplessly when he heard the sound, turned around and prepared to go upstairs: "Crazy, I know, let's wait for Naxin to think about it, I'm going up."

"it is good."

Zhou Fan took the opportunity to reach out and touch his slender waist, and smiled cheerfully: "Go back and lie down for a while."

Tang Le's face turned red immediately, and she looked around subconsciously: "Don't touch it! I know..."

"Go up." Zhou Fan folded his hands on his chest and looked at him with a low voice, smiling.

Tang Le nodded, but felt that his gaze was magical, able to see through people, as if standing naked in front of him, the whole person was naked.Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he quickly ran upstairs without looking back.

When he reached the stairs on the fourth floor, he heard something faintly coming from the innermost side.

The door of 401 was ajar, before approaching, there was a noise mixed with the sound of tables and chairs scraping the ground, Tang Le was startled, and hurriedly opened the door.

"What the hell are you so arrogant about?"

The tall and fat boy yelled at a strange thin face, and pushed him up, while the other tall and thin boy wanted to stop him, but he was no match for his strength, and was easily pushed away.

Tang Le squinted his eyes. If he remembered correctly, the tall and fat one should be named Jing Jie, and the thin one should be named Hao Dong.

The thin boy directly opposite was wearing the newly issued military training uniform. He was about 1.7 meters tall at most, so the clothes looked too wide and too big to hold up at all, but when Tang Le's eyes fell on his table When I was wearing the short-sleeved shirt, I lost my mind for a moment, and the whole person stood in place, as if struck by lightning.

The short sleeves are sky blue, and the fabric and texture are very similar to those worn by factory workers. From the leaked part, you can see that the name of a certain printing factory is printed on the back with rough technology.

It was so familiar.

Jing Jie yelled for a while, but the thin boy didn't move at all, he just stood quietly, seeing that Jing Jie didn't continue to push and push, he turned around and prepared to continue packing his things.

"Oh fuck. How the hell are you so awesome? You can't even let a fart go??" Jing Jie became even more angry when he saw this, and was about to pounce on him with his arms outstretched.

Seeing this, Hao Dong hurriedly hugged his waist from behind, and pulled him back vigorously: "Oh, the school starts the next day. It's such a trivial matter, let him alone."

"Little fart, I think this idiot just doesn't take us seriously!"

As Jing Jie said, he pushed Hao Dong's hand from behind to his front, and raised his arm as if to go forward to argue.

But in the next second, there was a man between him and the skinny boy. Although that man was not very strong, his cold aura was enough to shock everyone.

Tang Le's height is only a little shorter than him, so he is not inferior to him in terms of aura, but his figure looks a little thin and weak, but in fact he has insisted on running for so many years, and Zhou Fan taught him to play basketball when he had nothing to do. Already slowly becoming stronger again, but if you want to fight, you may lose in actual combat experience.

He didn't know what was going on with his conditioned reflex action, anyway, he was already in his early years, so it was impossible for him to be frightened.

Tang Le lowered his head slightly, and his gaze from bottom to top made his originally large and round harmless eye sockets scary, especially his own cold additional skills, which made Jing Jie pause .

"Are you sick?" Tang Le glanced at his face horribly, "Are you finished?"

The author has something to say: Oh, Baqile is online!

Zhou Fan: My daughter-in-law has grown up, why does she attack me when she leaves?

After all, it is the Zhengtai who has been raised by the general attack.