Meeting the Parents (1)
Duan Wenzheng’s movement of approaching Whisper made Xue Lan’s breathing stagnate.
Help him?
This kind of thing…how can he help?
Besides, since Duan Wenzheng… likes men, and has already confessed this to his father, how could he easily give in and go back to the blind date.
But… Xue Lan’s expression froze when he thought of this.
In the original text, Duan Wenzheng naturally knew that his father’s so-called old illness was just an excuse to let him go back, so he didn’t go home. Unfortunately, on the night he didn’t go home, there was a power outage at home, and Duan Wenzheng’s father, Duan Ke, also couldn’t help it. Shen fell down the stairs.
Although Duan Wenzheng didn’t mention it to his teammates afterwards, he still felt guilty about this matter, and even under Wen Yan’s comfort, this matter has always become a thorn in his heart.
Xue Lan frowned and fell into deep thought, Duan Wenzheng’s original teasing expression slightly subsided: “What’s wrong?”
It was only then that Xue Lan realized that she had been in a daze for a long time without answering Duan Wenzheng’s question, but what was Duan Wenzheng’s question about?
Oh yes, yes…
Duan Wenzheng seemed to be sizing up his expression, and the distance between the two was drawn closer. A blush appeared on Xue Lan’s face again, and she quickly moved to the other side.
“How can I help…?”
Before Duan Wenzheng could answer, Xue Lan suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, and with a little force from that hand, he leaned back on the back of the chair.
The owner of this hand was Wen Yan who was sitting on his right.
Wen Yan’s eyes were cold at the moment, but the cold eyes did not look at Xue Lan, but fell on Duan Wenzheng on the other side of Xue Lan. This gaze made Xue Lan feel a chill, but Duan Wenzheng seemed not to notice it, and put his arm on Xue Lan’s shoulder as if nothing had happened.
Finally, Wen Yan seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and grabbed his wrist.
Xue Lan’s pupils trembled, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the pair of hands that seemed to be clasped, only then did he suddenly realize that he was accidentally sitting between Duan Wenzheng and Wen Yan.
And at this moment, the “hand-in-hand intimacy” of these two people is close to his right shoulder.
“Captain Wen, what does this mean?” Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows as his downcast gaze fell on Wen Yan’s tightly clenched wrist.
Wen Yan’s gaze sank: “In public places, men and women are different.”
Xue Lan was choked by his words, and was waving her hands in embarrassment to explain, but Duan Wenzheng asked back: “Oh? Team Wen means… you don’t need to be different when you’re not in public?”
“Wen Zheng, please don’t say a few words.” Zhou Wangqing on the side pressed his forehead in embarrassment: “A Yan, he is also doing it for your own good, and there are too many people on the field. I don’t care what you do, but People who see it may not necessarily say what they say.”
But before he finished his persuasion, Wen Yan said in a cold voice again: “Since you don’t like girls, don’t do things that will cause people to misunderstand.”
Xue Lan, who was sandwiched between the two, tried hard to downplay the existence, but his eyes were unconsciously fixed on the hands of the two, and his eyes couldn’t help flickering brightly——
Wind and Reset shook hands!
In front of so many fans behind!
In the original article, the two of them “hooked their shoulders” in the audience after the game. Wen Yan said seriously that public occasions should pay attention to the influence. The photos of the scene of the two of them were posted, and the first batch of CP fans of the two were born!
It’s just such a crucial CP interaction moment, how could he sit between the two of them so unluckily! Although watching the CP interaction at such a close distance is really exciting…Xue Lan thought about it this way, glanced behind her and began to think about their eyes, and hurriedly came back to her senses, carefully taking advantage of the two people’s attention on themself, quietly moving forward…
Duan Wenzheng heard his words, but the smile on his lips deepened: “I like men…the one who should keep a distance from me, shouldn’t it be you?”
His words carried the usual frivolity, but Wen Yan had never seen such an “outspoken” person. The hand that grabbed him instantly became stiff, and even the expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years gradually showed a crack.
Duan Wenzheng withdrew his hand without changing his expression, and grabbed the collar of someone who was about to sneak out of the seat without turning his eyes.
Xue Lan felt that it was really inappropriate for him to be among these two people at this time, not to mention anything else, the fans behind him would take great pains to take pictures of him as a passer-by… But Duan Wenzheng couldn’t help but pick up his collar He threw it back on the seat beside him again.
His embarrassed eyes wandered over the two, but the eyes of the two dropped down at the same time, and landed on something in his arms——
Xue Lan was puzzled, he looked along the line of sight, and the one he was holding in his arms at the moment turned out to be… the fan who was sitting next to him just now stuffed the light sign with the word “WIND” in his arms.
Xue Lan was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a crack in the ground to get in, but there were Wen Yan fans who were still staring at them in a high place several rows behind him. Outraged, in a hurry, he simply stuffed the hot lamp into Wen Yan’s arms.
