Chapter 45: Do you enjoy being jealous?

After saying this, Yu Fan turned his head to leave, turned sideways and remembered something, took off his hat and handed it back, saying coldly, "Take it away."

Chen Jingshen glanced at the hair sticking up on top of his head, and took the hat in silence.

His hand was empty, Yu Fan's face turned even colder, and he turned around to leave. In the end, just after taking a step, his t-shirt was gently tugged again.

Yu Fan thinks it's because of the waking up spirit, he is a little bit when touched to explode, back to say: "Are you fucking drag addicted ......"

The cocked hair was held back and the hat returned to his head.

When it was done, Chen Jingshen walked in front of him and said, "Let's go."

Yu Fan didn't react and turned his head with him, "Where to?"

Chen Jingshen : "Go online with you."

Yu Fan didn't move, frowning, "Aren't you going to dinner with your ex-tablemate?"

"No." Chen Jingshen said, "Where did you hear about this?"

"Yesterday ...... didn't where." Yu Fan stopped just in time, he paused for two seconds, "Did I say I was going to take you online?"

"No." Chen Jingshen looked down at him, "But I want to go with you."

"......"

"Not allowed to go. Shame on you for watching Hu Pang next to me again later."

It was only after a long time that Yu Fan managed to squeeze out a sentence. Then he lowered his head without looking at him again and rubbed his shoulder in the direction of the navigation guide.

The refusal was dry and the tone was disgusting.

It's the one with the Chen Jingshen hat still on his head.

It's also slow going, with shuffling steps.

Chen Jingshen stared at his back for two seconds and couldn't help but lower his head, the corners of his lips twitching a little. Then silently followed.

The two of them walked forward and backward for a while, and in no time they were side by side.

The sunlight cut by the leaves spilled over them in tiny fragments.

Chen Jingshen raised his hand, handing over the juice in his hand, "I saw you, so I bought an extra cup."

"...... Chen Jingshen, are you annoying."

Yu Fan grimaced and took a few steps before sticking his hand out of his pocket and taking the glass of watermelon juice and poking it open.

It's very cold and drinks well.

The two were not walking fast when they passed a mother and daughter next to each other.

"I asked you how you did on the test."

The girl ate and slurred her words, "Smashed."

"Guessed." Her mom said in a cool voice, "Luckily I got up early to send you over to take the exam ...... You eat slowly okay, can you be reserved."

"I can't, it's been almost three hours since the test and my brain is draining - and so is my stomach. And I haven't had breakfast this morning so I don't get sleepy."

"There are plenty of people who don't eat breakfast for exams, and I've never seen anyone else gobble as much as you."

......

Yu Fan listened lazily, taking a sharp sip of watermelon juice and glancing at the person next to him.

Chen Jingshen Do you eat breakfast during the exam?

I guess not, or I wouldn't have asked him to dinner as soon as I saw him.

Yu Fan withdrew his sight. Indifferently, I thought, starve, see if I can starve shorter.

When Chen Jingshen arrived at the Internet cafe, he reached out to push the door, but his sleeve was lightly tugged by the person next to him.

"Hungry." Yu Fan said vaguely, "Let's go eat something first."

Chen Jingshen looked at him and let go of the door handle, "Good."

The two didn't have to pick, there was a Szechuan restaurant next door.

The restaurant was a bit simple, but it was clean. At noon, there were not many people, and a few tables were seated sporadically. Each table is tacitly far away from each other, not disturbing each other.

Yu Fan picked the window seat.

He sat down before he felt the cell phone in his pocket keep vibrating, a voice call from Wang Luan.

Yu Fan answers: "What?"

"...... What do you think?" The other side of the table gave him a moment of confusion: "The four of us guys have been chatting awkwardly for half an hour in the League of Legends interface. Zhu Xu said he hadn't waited this long for his girlfriend's date. Zhu Xu said he hadn't waited this long for his girlfriend's date. If you answer the phone two minutes later, I'm going to call the police."

"......"

Yu Fan let go of his phone and looked at it, only to realize that the words he had typed earlier were still in the dialog box.

Just got yanked back by Chen Jingshen and forgot to post it.

Wang Luan : "So where the hell have you been traveling for so long? Isn't there an internet cafe downstairs from your house?"

"I'll order you a chaperone." Yu Fan said.

"?" Wang Luan was confused, "What do you mean?"

"The internet cafe downstairs from my house doesn't have any machine space, it's now on the Royal River ......"

"Shit, your house is not half an hour away from the Royal River? You're going that far? What, are the Internet cafes in Rivera gold-encrusted?"

Chen Jingshen was wiping his hands with a hot towel and raised his eyes at the words.

Yu Fan closed his eyes, forcefully covered his cheap cell phone with some sound leakage, and gritted his teeth, "Keep your fucking ...... voice down."

Wang Luan let out an oh, "Then hurry up, Zuo Kuan said there are quite a few internet cafes in Mikawa."

Yu Fan said, "I'm having lunch in the cafeteria."

"......"

After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan downloaded an escort program and ordered an expensive escort for them.

"I've ordered a few dishes, see what else you want to add." The restaurant is a code-sweeping ordering system, and Chen Jingshen hands over his cell phone.

Yu Fan was just about to say whatever, when he swept his eyes and saw the total amount of money in the lower left corner of his cell phone was clearly displayed: 373 yuan.

Yu Fan's eyebrows twitched and he took the phone, wanting to see how the man had managed to order four hundred dollars worth of stuff at a place where a dish was ten or twenty dollars.

Who knows that just as he took it over, Chen Jingshen's cell phone "buzzed" in his hand.

He tapped on the menu - buzz.

He slid down a bit - buzz.

Chen Jingshen is using WeChat to scan the menu, so there is no pop-up alert.

After being vibrated five times in a row, Yu Fan's nameless anger flared up again, and he poked his cell phone a little harder, the screen thumping pitifully, "Your ex-deskmate is looking for you."

"My ex-deskmate ......" Chen Jingshen paused, "What do you want with me?"

Yu Fan spoke fast and cold, "How do I know? Am I the one talking to him? You ......"

The cell phone buzzed again. Yu Fan subconsciously lowered his eyes to look.

This time the vibration actually had a pop-up, and two text message previews popped up-

[Strange number: Chen Jingshen, this is Miao Chen. I didn't have a chance to check the answers just now, and I'd like to ask you the penultimate of the multiple choice questions ......].

[Strange number: And, that, the WeChat friend request I sent you yesterday hasn't gone through, did I add the wrong person?]

Yu Fan still held his frown until the previews of the two messages disappeared before he voiced, "...... looking for you, to the answer."

Chen Jingshen said, "Didn't memorize it."

"...... Oh."

Yu Fan opened his text messages and found that Miao Chen had sent several messages to Chen Jingshen yesterday, both long and short. He didn't read them carefully, hurriedly replied "I didn't remember" and closed them, then went back to reading the menu.

After a few seconds, he suddenly reacted - No, why should I help Chen Jingshen to reply the message?

And ......

Yu Fan looked puzzled, "You didn't add him on WeChat?"

Chen Jingshen Uh-huh.

"So who were you talking to last night?"

"My mom."

"......"

Yu Fan blinked, unconsciously relieved to be comfortable.

The next moment, the breath was brought back to him.

What the fuck am I comfortable with?

"Speaking of which." Chen Jingshen raised his eyes to look at him and asked in a faint voice, "Were you angry last night-"

"No." Yu Fan looked like he was being poked, "It's not like there's anything going on, so why am I angry?"

Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows, "I don't know. Just now also ......"

"No." Yu Fan interrupts him with a grimace, throwing his phone back and forcing a break in the conversation, "I'm done."

Chen Jingshen picked up his cell phone, was silent for several seconds at the screen, and raised his eyes, "You ......"

Yu Fan: "I said I'm not mad! I'm not mad at whoever you're talking to! How many times do you have to ask!"

"......"

"I was going to say," Chen Jingshen flipped his phone over, revealing an empty ordering screen, "how you deleted all the dishes you ordered."

"......"

Yu Fan snatched the cell phone from his hand and reordered with an expressionless face.

There weren't many people in the store, and the food came up quickly. The waiter couldn't help but look at the person on his left one more time as he brought the food over.

Yu Fan has already put back on the baseball cap he took off when he entered the store.

The brim of his hat was pressed so low, so low that it covered half of his face, and the tips of his ears, which peeked out of his hair on both sides, were so red that they could have caught up with the chili peppers in the dish.

Yu Fan smothered his head and poked at his cell phone as his face continued to heat up for a while. In his heart, he cursed himself ten thousand times for being stupid.

Yu Fan likes to eat staple food, full, hold his stomach. Usually, a bowl made at home is enough to last him a day.

A bowl of hot noodles is served, and Yu Fan picks up the dressing on the side and pours most of it in.

Chen Jingshen swept him a glance and said lightly, "You enjoy being jealous?"

"Uh-huh." Yu Fan answered offhandedly.

A few seconds later, Yu Fan suddenly felt that something was not quite right. When he looked up, he saw that Chen Jingshen had already turned his face away, looking like he couldn't hold back.

"Chen Jingshen, you fucking ......" As he spoke, Yu Fan's hand shook, and a large piece of black vinegar was added to the noodle soup.

Yu Fan stared at the table with a red face, debating whether to throw vinegar on Chen Jingshen's face or pour noodles on his head.