Seeing Ye Ruolan's cunning little expression, Huo Rufeng's mouth twitched wildly, and he even felt helpless, "What's your bottom line? You even wrote our fan fiction!"
"In front of fujoshi, integrity has long been a passerby. Besides, you and him do seem to have a story... Come on, come on, say a few words, and let me occupy the team properly!"
Ye Ruolan said and bumped into Huo Rufeng.
Huo Rufeng's eyes were cold, his face was full of helplessness, and he didn't want to explain to Ye Ruolan at all.
At this time, Shangguan Yiran also came over, holding a wine glass and looking up at the night sky, with a somewhat lonely look on his face, "The woman I love marries someone else... tsk tsk..."
After listening to his words, Huo Rufeng smiled instead, deliberately leaned in, leaned his head towards him, and said: "You don't look like the woman you love is marrying someone else..."
It’s more like you like a man who married another woman!”
Hearing this, Shangguan Yiran cursed, then started to curse, gritting his teeth and said: "I don't even bother to talk about the trivial matter between you and Lu Zian...
Believe it or not, I will buy a rabbit in a few days and give it to your Lu Zian to see what you do!"
Huo Rufeng: "..."
Damn, can these guys still be friends?
"Huo Rufeng, you can't be too arrogant, or one day you will be more sad than me." Shangguan Yiran said, continuing to look up at the night sky, and sighed, "Love, it has spread all over the mountains and plains before it even begins..."
Ye Ruolan frowned slightly when he heard the word "many mountains and plains", "Brother, did you use the wrong word again?"
Originally, Shangguan Yiran chose to ignore Ye Ruolan, but now that she speaks, he can not only pretend that she is not here.
"Hey, you're a girl. You've got nothing to do but drink here. You're really not afraid of death." Shangguan Yiran looked at Ye Ruolan with dissatisfaction.
Now Ye Ruolan was not happy, and suddenly looked gloomy, "What do you mean I am not afraid of death? How can you say you are not not afraid of death when you come here?
If Chinese literature is not good, no wonder you are broken up in love!”
"Haha, you are the only one good at Chinese literature? If you have the ability, let's have a competition, and the loser will drink!" Shangguan Yiran shouted dissatisfied.
Ye Ruolan raised her eyebrows and nodded, "Okay, you're dead tonight."
Seeing the two of them about to drink, Huo Rufeng touched his chin, suddenly smiled, and silently turned around and left.
Okay, let them drink by themselves, these two guys... can always create some sparks, right?
…
Early the next morning.
When Ye Ruolan got up from the bed, she felt that her whole body was extremely sore, as if she had been run over by a wheel. Her eyes felt a little uncomfortable and she didn't open them for a long time.
When she held her head, her feet hit the ground as soon as her head hit the edge of the bed. Her forehead hurt, and her vision even became much clearer. Looking aside...
Oh my God, she wasn't dreaming.
Rubbing her eyes, Ye Ruolan took a deep breath and allowed herself to look in front of her again.
Oops, everything is still there, and she actually did this...
Afraid that someone would wake up, Ye Ruolan carefully found some clothes and wrapped them around her body, then slowly walked to the side, hoping to rush out without anyone noticing.
However, before he could lift his feet, someone grabbed him by the back of his neck.
"You... let me go quickly!" Ye Ruolan looked dissatisfied.
But the man behind him also let out a dissatisfied groan and threw him onto the bed.
Ye Ruolan was knocked to pieces. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, but couldn't help but feel her heart beat.