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240:Call me whatever you want.

 Ling Yan and Hao Bufan stopped moving at the same time and looked out the window.

To facilitate filming, half of the hotel was booked by the show crew.

The nearby villas are either guests or staff of the program team.

Ling Yan squinted his eyes and listened, then reached out and rubbed Hao Bufan's head: "Go to sleep, I'm not your little Linlang."

Hao Bufan's face suddenly turned a few more shades of green.

Hao Bufan: "No, why do you keep mentioning her?"

Ling Yan spread his hands and looked at him in confusion: "Ah? I thought you cared about your girlfriend."

Hao Bufan's face was covered with black lines, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's so late, and the girl is screaming so miserably, whether she is my girlfriend or not, I can care about it!"

Hao Bufan nodded.

"Of course, my lovely little student."

Hao Bufan:......

I always feel that the teacher is playing yin and yang with him, but he is indeed a student.

(`?′)=3 I’m so angry, but there’s nothing I can do about it. It would be great if my leg wasn’t broken. He’d jump up and fight with him now! Humph!

Just when Hao Bufan was thinking about how to make Ling Yan feel defeated, the latter had already put on his outer robe.

Hao Bufan looked at him blankly: "Teacher, where are you going?"

Ling Yan raised his finger and made a shushing gesture in front of his mouth: "Good boy, don't call me teacher, you can call me Xiao Huo."

Hao Bufan:......

Hao Bufan o(╯□╰)o: "But teacher, if you look like this, if I call you young man, people will think that both of us are mentally ill."

Ling Yan: "What you said makes sense."

Hao Bufan rubbed his hands expectantly: "Then..."

Ling Yan: "Then you can call me Lao Huo, or Lao Guan."

Hao Bufan felt like he was surrounded by question marks.

Hao Bufan:???

"What is an old manager?"

Ling Yan spread his hands: "It means old housekeeper, or Lao Guan for short."

Hao Bufan:......

Hao Bufan: Could you be more casual with your name?

I obviously have a nice name, but why do I give it to others with such a mess!

As if she guessed what he was thinking, Ling Yan supported his chin with one hand and said, "I think you shouldn't spend your brain cells thinking about this issue at all."

Hao Bufan: "Huh?"

Ling Yan: "Because I didn't choose my name myself. It was decided by my parents."

Hao Bufan:^&%!$#&%¥

Say another word to him tonight and he will be a puppy!!

So angry!!

But seeing Ling Yan walking out, he couldn't control himself.

"Woof woof woof..."

Ling Yan:?

Ling Yan's beautiful blue eyes flashed with astonishment.

He walked up to Hao Bufan and looked at him funny. He wanted to reach out and touch his head. But after thinking about it, it seemed inaccurate to judge by the temperature of his head, so he simply grabbed his wrist and shouted.

Got a pulse.

"There is nothing wrong with my pulse except Yang deficiency. Why am I still acting like a puppy?"

Hao Bufan:^&%!$#&%¥

Hao Bufan: "Your talent is weak! Have you tried it? Just call me weak!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the room solidified instantly, and the air seemed to be frozen. For an instant, neither of them spoke.

Facing Ling Yan's sapphire blue pupils, Hao Bufan was so ashamed that he wished he could dig a tunnel and escape immediately.

At this moment, another woman's scream sounded outside.

Ling Yan's eyelids trembled slightly, he hid the faint smile in his eyes, got up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going!"

Ling Yan: "Don't you care about people outside?"

Hao Bufan groaned and moved to the bed.

"I am coming too."

He thought about it as he spoke, but the plaster on his leg was too heavy and made him grimace in pain whenever he moved.

Seeing Ling Yan looking at him, he simply stopped struggling and stretched out his hands directly towards him.

"Teacher!~" The young man's voice was a little vague, mixed with too many unexplainable emotions.

Ling Yan sighed, walked over and knelt down in front of him.

Hao Bufan:?

Ling Yan didn't look back, and urged in a gentle voice: "Come up, what? Do you want the princess to hold you? It's not impossible."

Ling Yan said, turning around to hug him, but Hao Bufan rolled in to avoid him.

"You don't need to carry me princess, you don't need to carry me on your back, just help me out."

Ling Yan nodded: "Okay, you are the little guy, you have the final say."

Ling Yan stood up again. As he stood up, Hao Bufan could feel the man's legs more clearly. They were really thin and long. His waist was also in line with the current saying on the Internet.

[Male dog waist] is a term used to describe a type of male waist. A man with a male dog waist has a much wider chest than his waist. From the ribs to the hip bone, the waist shrinks rapidly, forming a sexy line. This line is similar to a dog's.

The waist is curved, hence the name "male dog waist".

Ah, no, why is he starting to have random thoughts again?

Hao Bufan shook his head violently, trying to get rid of those unhealthy thoughts.

Although Ling Yan knew how to express slightly, he never thought that his little apprentice would start driving a train in his mind...

He looked at Xiao Pingfan, who took two steps and shook his head several times, feeling very worried and helpless.

Ling Yan: "Xiao Pingfan, the water in your head cannot be poured out just by shaking it."

Hao Bufan:.

Hao Bufan ignored him.

Ling Yan: "If you really want to become smarter, I'll give you a few injections tomorrow."

Hao Bufan's eyes widened in surprise.

Hao BufanΣ(⊙▽⊙“a: “Can it still be like this?”

Ling Yan: "Yes. Traditional Chinese medicine can treat many diseases, such as developmental delay and lack of concentration..."

Hao Bufan:......

Hao Bufan: "I am developing very well."

Ling Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at him, and gave a faint hum.

"Well, it's okay."

Hao Bufan:!!!

Hao Bufan: "Ling... old manager! Pay attention to your attitude! Is this the attitude you should have when talking to the master?"

Hao Bufan suddenly became so strong that Ling Yan, who was walking in front, almost missed his step. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly and he turned his head to look at Hao Bufan, hesitant to speak.

"Owner?"

"you?"

His voice was light and his brows were filled with tenderness, but Hao Bufan still couldn't help but shiver.

Inexplicably, in front of Ling Yan, he would become uncontrollably timid.

"I.."

Hao Bufan closed his eyes tightly and bit his lower lip: "Woof woof woof woof!"

puff--

Ling Yan laughed so hard that the fake skin on his face almost fell off.

"Xiao Pingfan, you are too cute."

Hao Bufan stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. The funny persona a second ago was seamlessly switched to a cold persona.

After standing at the door for a minute, the woman's screams disappeared, but there were still intermittent cries and the sound of things falling to the ground.

Hao Bufan looked around and found that the sound was coming from the nearby guest's house.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the source of the sound without hesitation.

The owners of the house are none other than Zhang Pingping and Sun Honghong, who didn't talk much tonight.

"Master, do you knock on the door or should I?" Ling Yan helped him to the door and asked very politely.

Hao Bufan coughed and pinched his waist with one hand: "Old steward, you disappoint me so much. As a qualified old steward, how could you ask me such boring questions!"

Ling Yan: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm old. Please wait here, I'll knock on the door right now."

Ling Yan said, then raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Seeing how cooperative he was, the corners of Hao Bufan's lips curled up. He clenched his hands into fists and put them against his lips, pretending to cough to cover up his smile.

But after laughing a few times, he lowered his voice and said seriously: "Teacher, if no one opens the door, let's call the police. It sounds like domestic violence to me."

Ling Yan: "Good master, I will follow your teachings."

Hao Bufan:......


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