"Why haven't those people arrived yet? Didn't we agree to go out and play together today?"
Xu Fan had a toothpick in his mouth and was leaning against the bright orange Lamborghini convertible behind him.
The car was parked on the side of the road, attracting people passing by to look back frequently. Some even approached Xu Fan with their cell phones and asked for his contact information.
Xu Fan was getting a little annoyed, so he simply took out a triangular sign from the back seat that said "Car rental for 2,000" and "Come if you want one."
This action also had a very good effect. There were fewer young ladies around who came to chat with him, which allowed Xu Fan to finally stand here quietly and wait for someone.
"Hey, isn't this our Young Master Xu? Tsk tsk tsk, he's already driving a sports car right after graduation, he's really capable."
Just as Xu Fan threw the toothpick in his hand into the water outlet next to him, a teasing voice came from the street on the left.
Xu Fan smiled. He raised his head and looked at Mo Jingchun and Mo Ling who were walking towards him, and at the same time stretched out his hand to beckon them over.
As soon as Mo Jingchun reached Xu Fan's side, he punched him on the shoulder without any hesitation. "Look at you pretending so much! What's the matter? Uncle Xu doesn't plan to support you in poverty anymore?"
"What are you talking about?" Xu Fan lifted his hair and said confidently, "I'm an adult now. Why shouldn't I spend my money? Why shouldn't I drive my car? Besides, I'll take care of you guys and make you live a good life."
"What? You want to support the three of us?" Mo Jingchun asked in surprise, tugging at the corners of his clothes with both hands and pretending to be shy.
"Support, I must support you!"
This set of skills was very suitable for Xu Fan. He reached out from his seat, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on his eyes, looking like a nouveau riche.
"Eh," Mo Ling, who was standing by, heard this and could barely suppress the disgust on his face. "I don't want to be supported by the Evil Demon Lord, humph!"
"Children should not interrupt when adults are talking!" Xu Fan suppressed Mo Ling without any expression.
"Demon Lord, aren't you only one year older than me? What's there to be proud of?"
Mo Ling was not convinced. She had specially worn the so-called magic battle skirt today. What was even more puzzling was that in the scorching June, Mo Ling was even wearing a gray cloak covered with all kinds of shiny things. The probability of being blinded by the sunlight was 100%.
"Die, Demon Lord!"
Mo Ling rummaged through his cloak for a long time and finally found a miniature sword-shaped pendant. After blessing it with his mouth, he grabbed the pendant and rushed towards Xu Fan.
Xu Fan let out a strange cry and circled around the orange Lamborghini and Mo Ling, performing a scene of the King of Qin circling the pillar.
Mo Jingchun wore black shorts on the lower body and an American-style old-fashioned hip-hop short-sleeved shirt on the upper body. His bangs were loosely draped on both sides, and his overall style looked a bit lazy.
Mo Jingchun shook his head. These two funny guys shouldn't be together. Whenever they meet, they always do such childish and naive things.
Mo Jingchun retracted his sigh and set his gaze on the bus stop not far away. Except for Jiang Li, everyone else had already arrived.
However, the wait did not last long, and Mo Jingchun's eyes were stained with the color of a person.
Jiang Li was dressed simply, in navy blue pants, a grey short-sleeved shirt, and her hair was tied in a high ponytail. Her snow-white skin seemed to reflect light when exposed to the sun.
"I'm sorry, I'm late."
Jiang Li walked to Mo Jingchun's side, and at the same time shifted his attention to the two people chasing each other nearby.
Jiang Li returned to normal, as if what happened last night had no effect on her.
Mo Jingchun originally thought that Jiang Li might not talk to him or act very indifferent, but he didn't expect that she would not react at all, just like before.
"Okay, get in the car."
Xu Fan stopped Qin Wang raozhu and stood next to the car door. He opened the door and was about to get in when Mo Ling, who had caught up with him from behind, stabbed him in the kidney with a sword.
"Okay, okay, let's play it this way, huh?"
Xu Fan was furious and grabbed Mo Ling who was about to retreat after successfully launching a sneak attack.
The delicate touch reached Xu Fan's palm, but his face remained expressionless and he maintained his anger.
"Director of the Holy Library, save me!"
"Please, mm!"
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Li's cold face, and her pale lips curved upwards. She ignored Mo Ling's poor English and got into the car on her own.
"Smooth! Sit next to me."
Xu Fan grabbed Mo Ling and stuffed her into the passenger seat. Mo Jingchun's eyes moved, and she gave Xu Fan a look that was indeed very powerful.
Xu Fan put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together and waved them outward from his temple, making a gesture as if nothing unexpected would happen with him around.
All of this goes back to last night, when Mo Jingchun and Xu Fan met after Jiang Li rejected him.
Even though Mo Jingchun was very open-minded after his confession failed, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Although he had said it, Jiang Li was a very stubborn person, and he didn't know how long it would take him to win her heart.
Mo Jingchun was feeling a little depressed and urgently needed to find someone to talk to.
And he naturally thought of his good brother Xu Fan.
So, Mo Jingchun rushed to Xu Fan's house overnight, and rushed into his room at lightning speed, and caught Xu Fan who was wearing headphones and immersed in surfing the Internet and playing 3A masterpieces.
Xu Fan was very resentful after being caught by Mo Jingchun's series of moves. He stood on the side of the road motionless, with his arms crossed over his chest in anger.
"Brother, I'm emo." Mo Jingchun planned to use a psychological strategy.
"I have a feeling you won't be emo soon," Xu Fan narrowed his eyes. "I almost cleared the level. I have a feeling you're going to die here soon."
"Oh, what you said, is our relationship not as good as playing games?" Mo Jingchun looked a little embarrassed and quickly made a comparison.
"That's right," Xu Fan's fierce expression softened a bit, "Brothers and games are really nothing compared.
"That's right." Mo Jingchun nodded quickly.
"So how do you plan to die?" Xu Fan said murderously.
"Well……"
"Forget it," Xu Fan looked at Mo Jingchun who was behaving out of character, and simply stopped blaming him, because they would probably have had a fight on a normal day.
Xu Fan took out his soon-to-be-obsolete means of transportation, the electric bike, and sat on it while patting the backrest.
"Son, get in the car."
"Who is your son? Stop yelling."
"Then don't go."
“…”
Mo Jingchun got into the back seat obediently. Xu Fan could no longer control the corners of his mouth and couldn't help laughing as soon as he started the car.
The night quickly retreated along with Xu Fan's laughter. The night wind blew Mo Jingchun's bangs, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.
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