Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 385 The confrontation of several men (3)

"Who is it?" The rest of the students also blurted out with disbelief.

Fang Xinqing didn't look back, but raised his eyes and stopped at a certain point on the round table, then quickly retracted his gaze, his face flushed.

He moved very little, but he still caught the attention of the people around him. Looking from Fang Xinqing's perspective, he saw Nan Shu.

In fact, it's not Nan Shu.

It's just that Nan Shu has Wen Yin on his right, and Bo Ling on his left. Bo Ling is definitely impossible. Wen Yin is from the Department of Literature, and they don't have much contact with each other. Besides Nan Shu, who else?
Jiang Wan said bluntly, "The person you like is Nan Shu?"

Fang Xinqing clenched his hands nervously and replied, "This is already the second question."

Can only ask one question.

Jiang Wan shut up, but the fire of gossip in her heart was blazing.

The young lady in their class actually likes Nan Shu?

It was hidden so deep that no one could see it!
Nan Shu came back to her senses, her expression was natural, she was generous and let them look at her.

Chen Qi called Nan Shu lightly, and winked at Nan Shu.

Nan Shu glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Xu Ying, take care of your family, Chen Qi."

Chen Qi winked: "..."

These days, I don't even wear human skin anymore.

The game lasted for a long time, and afterward, everyone was having fun, and simply threw away the turntable and sang instead.

The atmosphere is indulgent, and occasionally there are a few ghostly calls from the voice of a male duck, which attracts everyone's eyes.

Wen Yin leaned against Nan Shu's body, leaned in, and whispered, "Nan Shu, I'm going to the bathroom."

Nan Shu nodded, "I'll go out with you to get some air."

The two quietly left the private room.

Far away from the hot songs in the box, the world is instantly clean.

Walking through the corridor, high heels knocked on the smooth floor.

In the room next door to the night private room, Yingge Yanyu.

The woman beside Hang Qian and Yu Le clung to them like water snakes, their bright red fingers circled around their chests.

Fury sat alone in the corner, looking down, the light in Peach Blossom's eyes was a little dim, revealing the indifference of an outsider.

Means nothing.

Fury rubbed his swollen temples, "I'll go out for a while, you continue."

After finishing speaking, he stood up directly, pushed the door open and walked out.

The tranquil environment made Fury's temples relax a little, and he turned around and walked towards the men's bathroom.

On the edge of the corridor outside the bathroom, Wen Yin had already entered, and Nan Shu was leaning against the window, blowing the night breeze.

"Da da da."

Nan Shu didn't care.

When he felt someone approaching gradually, he realized something was wrong and turned his head to look.

"Nan Shu?"

Fury loosened his neckline, "Are you coming to the Dark Lord?"

Nan Shu hummed, "Party with others."

Fu Rui nodded casually, said a few words to Nan Shu, and went into the bathroom.

Nan Shu turned around and continued to blow the night breeze.

"Ding-"

Nan Shu lowered her head.

【Lu Xuan: When will the party end? I'll pick you up. 】

Nan Shu typed a line and replied to him.

Afterwards, Nan Shu put away her brain, and lifted the broken hair by her ears with her thin white fingers.

Wen Yin walked out of the bathroom and walked to the sink. As soon as she stretched out her fingers, she felt a person coming out of the men's bathroom on the opposite side.

"Wow wow wow."

The cool water flows into the palm.

Fury stood a few steps away, his eyes widened instantly when he saw the figure bending over to wash his hands.

She has a petite figure, soft and smooth hair hanging on the back of her neck, and the tips of her ears are tender and white. Who is Wen Yin who has troubled her for a long time?
Did she come to see Anzun to see her?

A thought crossed Fury's mind.

His heartbeat quickened instantly, and the haze that had been hanging over his heart for the past few days finally dissipated.

Wen Yin turned his back to him, just after washing and drying his hands, he was about to turn around when he heard the bell of his own brain.

pick up.

"Hello—" Wen Yin said softly.

Fu Rui calmed his beating heart, stepped out with long legs, and was about to walk up to Wen Yin.

"He Bancai."

Wen Yin, whose back was turned to him, suddenly said this.

The stepped foot stopped, and the veins on Fury's forehead throbbed.

Wen Yin talking to He Bancai?
Unknown anger burst out from the bottom of his heart, and he stared at Wen Yin's back with scorching eyes.

"Ok, I know."

A faint smile appeared on Wen Yin's face, "Heh."

On the other side of Zhinao, He Bancai didn't know what to say, Wen Yin let out a laugh, and the soft silver bell of laughter reached the ears of the person behind him, and his aggressive handsome face was slightly distorted.

"Okay, there's really no need, Nan Shu will—" Wen Yin twisted her thin hair around her fingertips, turned around, and suddenly, Fu Rui's gloomy face was reflected in her brown pupils.

The rest of the words suddenly disappeared.

"Fry..."

Wen Yin stared blankly at Fu Rui's face, and murmured.

On the other side of the brain, He Bancai's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Wen Wen, Wen Wen."

Fury is by Wen Yin's side?
He Bancai panicked slightly.

Wen Yin didn't hear it, and after being dazed for two seconds, she stepped up to bypass Fu Rui and get out of the sink.

Fury's body was faster than reason, and his long legs stretched out to stop Wen Yin.

Wen Yin looked up at him, her palm-sized face exposed to Fu Rui's gaze.

"Wen Wen, Wen Wen." In his mind, He Bancai raised his voice.

Fu Rui's peach blossom eyes darkened, and the gloom around him became heavier.

With a movement of her fingers, Wen Yin unconsciously cut off the brain-brain communication.

He Bancai's voice disappeared.

In a certain room in the first district, He Bancai looked at the grayed-out page, and after two seconds, rushed out the door.

Drive to the Dark Lord.

At the same time, the gate of the first military area was slowly opened, and the black phantom brought a galloping wind in the night.

Fu Rui stopped in front of her, and the two got very close, Wen Yin took two steps back uncomfortably.

The veins on Fury's forehead throbbed even more joyously, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a sarcastic arc, "Why, I didn't think about keeping a distance before, but now I want to distance myself?"

Wen Yin frowned at Fu Rui's sarcasm, "It doesn't matter now, of course we have to distance ourselves."

What he said was ordinary, but it fell to Fu Rui's ears, and the feeling of discomfort in his heart came again, faintly and with a tingling pain.

"Stay away from me, and then get close to He Bancai?" Fury said with unconscious jealousy.

At the edge of the corridor, Nan Shu vaguely heard Fu Rui's voice.

Thinking of Wen Yin not coming out for so long, she frowned.

Did Wen Yin and Fu Rui run into each other?

Wen Yin didn't want to involve He Bancai, so she pulled her small face down, "Don't care about his business, I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

Going around Fury, Wen Yin lowered his head, his eyes fell on the floor, and he raised his feet, trying to walk past Fury.

Fury frowned.

She just protects He Bancai like this, and he can't even say a word?

In the past, he was the one who was protected by Wen Yin like this.

At that moment, my heart seemed to have overturned the vinegar jar, sour, and felt empty and sad.

Raising his hand, Wen Yin's wrist was grabbed by Fu Rui, and he was forced to stop. Three words flashed out of his brown pupils, "What are you doing?"

Fu Rui didn't know why he suddenly held Wen Yin's wrist, lowered his eyes, looked at the light flowing in her brown pupils, pursed his lips, and didn't know what to say.

The thin follower made a light tapping sound on the floor, Nan Shu walked in, and what she saw was the scene of Fu Rui pulling Wen Yin's wrist by force.

"Fu Rui, what are you doing?" Nan Shu asked.

The clear voice woke them up.

Fury glanced at Wen Yin and let go of his hand.

Wen Yin hurried to Nan Shu's side, and said softly, "Nan Shu, let's go."

Obviously he didn't want to talk to Fredo.

"it is good."

Nan Shu took Wen Yin and left.

Fury stood where he was, looking at Wen Yin's figure who didn't turn his head, his teeth clenched, and his brows gradually became irritated.

After a long time, Fury kicked out, "Fuck!"

He probably owed Wen Yin in his previous life!

It's troublesome not to break off the engagement, and it's even more troublesome to break off the engagement.

Nan Shu and Wen Yin entered the private room together.

Wen Yin fell silent and said nothing.

Bo Ling saw something, his eyes flickered and he didn't speak.

Shi Guo went around behind Nan Shu and touched Nan Shu.

"What's the matter?" Nan Shu said.

Shi Guo remained silent, and stretched out a hand to quietly point to Fang Xinqing who was across from the two sofas.

Fang Xinqing was sitting, and occasionally someone was joking, and his face became extremely red.

Nan Shu was puzzled.

Shi Guo saw Nan Shu but didn't understand, and whispered: "You and Wen Yin went out just now, I don't know, Fang Xinqing has been teased by them many times."

"I can say anything, ask who is the person I like, let him confess, how do I like it..."

After Nan Shu listened, she just nodded and looked away.

Room next door.

Fury said, "I'm going first."

Fu Rui, who left the private room, went down the light ladder and walked out of the Dark Lord all the way.

Coincidentally.

He Bancai drove the car to the door of the Dark Lord.

Fu Rui had seen this car before he came, squinted his eyes, and thought of Wen Yin he had just seen on the seventh floor, stopped in his tracks, and stood at the door of Anzun looking at the car.

He Bancai dialed Wen Yin's communication.

Wen Yin had unconsciously cut off the brain-brain communication just now, but when the bell rang, she realized that He Bancai was still there, and quickly picked it up.

"Wen Wen, I'm at the gate of the Dark One. Where are you? I'll pick you up." He Bancai untied his protective belt, opened the car door, and asked as he walked.

Wen Yin didn't expect that He Ban would come, and opened her mouth: "I'm in the night room on the seventh floor, go down immediately."

"Okay." He Bancai, who was about to rush to the door of the Anzun clubhouse, stopped.

Put away the intellectual brain, but felt the cold wind blowing above the head.

Looking up, he saw Fu Rui in front of the Dark Lord's door.

He crossed his chest with his arms crossed, and the model was standing obliquely, staring at Fu Rui with peach blossom eyes, and his smile was not kind, even a bit malicious.

The anxious look on He Bancai's face faded away, looking at Fu Rui's face, he stood up straight, and suddenly smiled.

upstairs.

Wen Yin explained the situation to Nan Shu.

Nan Shu said: "It's getting late, I'll go down with you."

Wen Yin nodded.

Bo Ling stroked the creases on the clothes, followed Nan Shu to stand up, "It's getting late, I'll see you off."

"Do not···"

Bo Ling didn't wait for Nan Shu to finish speaking, and walked forward.

Nan Shu shook her head lightly, pulled Wen Yin and said a few words to Qiao Yi, and walked towards the door.

"Hey, Nan Shu, are you leaving?"

In the box, Jiang Wan suddenly asked.

Nan Shu nodded, "Well, it's getting late, we'll go first, you guys can play."

Jiang Wan stomped her feet with obvious anxiety on her face.

"What's the matter?" Nan Shu asked.

Jiang Wan opened and closed her mouth, "Well..., actually... hey!"

Waving her hand, Jiang Wan was discouraged, "It's all right, you can go home."

Nan Shu didn't know why, so she shook her head and left with Wen Yin.

Outside the door, Bo Ling and Geng Yiqiu were already waiting.

Several people went down the light ladder together.

What Nan Shu didn't know was that shortly after they left, everyone in the private room started booing.

"Fang Xinqing, it's the end of the semester, don't be cowardly, come on."

"That's right, it's rare to like it, it's not good to hide it."

"Go down quickly, maybe Nan Shu hasn't left yet."

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"Hello, I'm He Bancai." He Bancai was wearing a light-colored shirt. His background as a businessman gave him a capable and shrewd aura.

Fury was different, where he leaned against, there was a flamboyant and undisciplined air, "Well, I know."

He Bancai smiled slightly, walked slowly to the door of the Anzun clubhouse, and stood opposite Fu Rui.

Fury didn't speak, and he didn't take the initiative to speak.

Fu Rui loosened his muscles and bones, his slanted peach eyes were lazy, and he asked directly: "Are you waiting for Wen Yin here?"

He Bancai smiled at Fury.

The corners of the mouth were pulled back, the smile was not deep, and it didn't reach the eyes, and the raised arc even carried a trace of inexplicable meaning.

He opened his mouth and spit out a sentence: "Yes, I'm here to pick up Wen Wen."

provocative.

Absolutely provocative.

Fury, who was standing obliquely, sensed it out of male instinct.

Standing up straight, Fury's gaze slowly met He Bancai's.

Dark and provocative.

What looks like a pool of still water on the surface is actually buried deep with solid ice.

He Bancai was also looking at him.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes, deep in the bottom of the pupils, revealing poor scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)