Chapter 36 Did he call himself the best actor?
"You still have to lend me a set of clothes..."
Chi Fan raised his lips, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.
Wearing his fiancé's clothes is only natural.
"Why? I fucking owe you!?"
Lin Xingye was about to explode. There was no camera and he kept swearing.
Chi Fan strolled to the bedside, with a corner of the bath towel swaying beside his legs.
He leaned over, reached out, and held Lin Xingye's ankle.
! !
"What the hell!! What the fuck are you doing!!"
Lin Xingye became anxious and kicked hard, but failed to break free. Instead, he was dragged to the edge of the bed.
The tight chest was rapidly enlarged, and the crystal water marks were clearly visible.
"Because you are my fiancé~"
Her peach blossom eyes were smiling and her tone was obviously proud.
Fiancé, your uncle!!
You've been good all night, and now you're sick again, right?
Lin Xingye frowned, clenched his fists, and punched the person in front of him in the lower abdomen.
There was a muffled sound, followed by a soft groan, and then Chi Fan protested aggrievedly: "It hurts..."
It hurts!!
Lin Xingye looked up and glared at him, ready for another fight.
"Your hair is still wet, you need to blow dry it."
Chi Fan looked down at him, his peach blossom eyes blinking, his eyes were too sincere.
Lin Xingye: ...
His attitude made me so angry that I didn't know how to vent it.
I was just watching videos and forgot to blow dry my hair...
I don’t know why, but I still feel a little guilty.
"Oh, I see."
Lin Xingye raised his hand, pressed it against his chest, pushed the person in front of him away, stood up and went to get the hair dryer on the coffee table.
Chi Fan took a step forward, snatched the hair dryer first, then put his palm on his shoulder and forced him onto the camping chair.
"I'll help you."
"No, I can do it myself!"
Having someone blow-dry your hair seems ambiguous no matter how you look at it.
Lin Xingye refused, stood up and tried to grab the hair dryer.
Chi Fan used a little more strength in his arms, pressed his shoulders and pushed him down again.
"Be good, don't make trouble~"
"I'm your good uncle!"
"I'm really no uncle."
The answer was serious.
Hold! ! !
The fire that had just been extinguished was rekindled.
Lin Xingye stood up again and was pushed down in the same way.
He stood up again, but was pushed down again.
After going through this process several times, Lin Xingye was tired.
No more struggling.
The roar of the hair dryer lingered in my ears, and my slender fingers shuttled through the thick hair.
Lin Xingye looked at the strange scene in the mirror, feeling angry and speechless.
My thoughts are as messy as my hair.
I feel like Chi Fan is a schizophrenic patient who can't understand what people say at all.
If you treat him harshly, he'll feel wronged. If you don't treat him harshly, he'll get sick...
If you can't reason with him, the best thing to do is to stay away from him...
After helping Lin Xingye blow dry his hair, Chi Fan started to blow dry his own.
No more mention of borrowing clothes.
Lin Xingye hesitated for a long time, but finally took out a set of clothes from the suitcase and placed it beside the bed.
You can't really let him go out like this...
The live broadcast room should be closed...
Chi Fan looked at the clothes placed beside the bed through the reflection in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
So good...
Soon, Chi Fan fiddled with his fresh hair and rummaged through the clothes folded beside the bed with his fingers, obviously looking for something.
Lin Xingye was sitting beside the bed and saw it, but ignored it.
He fiddled with the phone screen with his fingers, staring blankly at the accessories parameters on the report.
What's so great about turning over a piece of clothing or a pair of pants...
He was extremely dissatisfied with his own soft-heartedness...
"Is there something missing?"
Chi Fan spread out his clothes, but couldn't find anything...
"What's missing? Is there something wrong with the clothes or pants? You're not a woman, so why would I find you a bra?"
I knew the young master was always a troublemaker. He was so angry that he even spoke in English...
"A bra isn't necessary, but shouldn't there be underwear?"
Chi Fan curled his lips and pointed seriously with his fingertips...
Lin Xingye: ...
“It’s uncomfortable not to wear it.”
Chi Fan added.
"Besides, he will shake..."
He added another sentence.
…………
Damn... did I owe you something in my previous life?
Lin Xingye took a deep breath, helplessly took out a pair of dark gray boxer briefs from the suitcase and threw it into his arms.
"New!"
He explained helplessly.
Even if he doesn't have mysophobia, he doesn't have the habit of sharing that with others.
His eyes swept across the swaying bath towel, his Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably, and then he gave an order.
"Go change in the bathroom!"
Chi Fan raised his lips obediently.
Even if it wasn't new, he could still accept it.
Her fingertips lightly brushed across the soft fabric, and she said softly, "As you wish~"
Lin Xingye probably didn't hear it because he didn't do anything.
The bathroom light came back on and the blackout curtains were drawn.
It doesn't make much difference whether the curtain is drawn or not.
But both of them tacitly didn't mention it.
When I went in, I deliberately pulled it tightly...
"Teacher Xingye, are you awake? Today's recording is about to begin."
The voices of staff came from outside the tent.
"Right away, I'll pack my luggage."
Lin Xingye responded, looked back at the hazy figure behind his eyes, and suddenly thought of a horrible thing.
I won't go out and start live streaming, right?
If the two of them go out together, wouldn't that cause a huge misunderstanding?
I didn't do anything, but people said something white was black.
After hesitating for a moment, he said to the shadow, "I'll go out first, you come out after a few minutes."
It was a bit of an attempt to cover up the truth, but he really couldn't think of any other way...
"Huh? Why? I'm changed."
Chi Fan's infuriating face was revealed through the gap in the curtain, but his expression looked a little...
Innocent.
I don’t know if I really don’t understand or if I’m pretending not to understand.
Lin Xingye: ...
Did he call himself the best actor?
I don't understand why this is happening. It's not a mental issue anymore, it's just stupid...
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Another tent not far away also received a work reminder from the staff.
Yu Yanche was sleeping soundly. After murmuring something in reply, he turned over and huddled into the quilt.
The single bed was very narrow, and her hand rested lithely on Wen Yiqing's waist.
It felt like something was not right, but he pulled it back calmly.
Before he could pull his hand back, his wrist was suddenly grabbed and his hand was forcibly dragged over.
“Don’t move…”
A hoarse whisper came into my ear.
Then a big hand came from his waist and pulled him into his arms.
The mad dog was very strong and Yu Yanche couldn't get rid of it at all.
Besides, he really didn't have the energy to struggle anymore...
Resting her head on Wen Yiqing's arm, her soft little face pressed against his hard chest, feeling hot.
What now?
I can't run away, and I can't fight it. Should I just let this mad dog do whatever it wants?!
Wen Yiqing lowered his head and kissed his forehead and asked him.
“Am I doing a bad job…?”
His tone was cold and his voice was hoarse.
…
This topic is fucking unresolved, right?
Yu Yanche had no doubt that if he dared to return from his business trip, he wouldn't even have to get out of bed today...
“Not bad…”
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