Chapter Thirty
At night, the dormitory of the planet children was shrouded in a low pressure, and Kim Jong-in squatted on the sofa with his pillow in his arms, his eyes dull and unconscious.
After filming the personal part of MV, everyone in Team M and Team K have a corresponding member. Everyone knows this. In fact, this is nothing, it’s just that the company’s storyline combines the two teams together.
But Wu Shixun didn't think so. He was already feeling very uncomfortable if he couldn't get a team with Lu Han. This time, he finally had another chance to get together, and the company actually gave it to Brother Zhong Ren.
Unhappy, unhappy, very unhappy, Oh Se-hoon supported her head, and the more she thought about it, she became more and more angry, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes on Kim Jong-in.
The others roughly knew the reason why Wu Sehun was so bad tonight, so they didn't say anything else.
Kim Jong-in carefully glanced at Wu Se-hoon. It was not my fault that Se-hoon was not in the same team as Lu Ge; this ability and Lu Ge were the company's arrangements, and it was not my fault. After thinking about it, since it was not my fault, what was the guilty feeling emitted from the inside out?
Lu Han, Zhang Yixing, and Huang Zitao came back from the convenience store. As soon as he opened the door of the dormitory, he felt a strong resentment coming to his face.
Zhang Yixing stood there in a state of reflex, thought carefully, and made sure that he had not let anyone catch the handle today, so he stepped into the door with confidence.
"Sehun, I forgot to buy you milk tea." Seeing Sehun sitting quietly at the dining table, Lu Han remembered that he had forgotten to do what he promised before going out.
Shixun instantly showed a pitiful expression. On the first day, Brother Lu forgot me...
Feeling the child's different vision from the past, Lu Han leaned over and stroked his hair. "Didn't I mean it?" I don't know what happened to Sehun today. After taking pictures of the outdoor scene at noon, he looked depressed and he didn't say anything.
Seeing this, Zhang Yixing looked at his allies. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but he was so irritated by Kim Jong-in's sad eyes that he had goose bumps. He felt that Wu Se-hun's jealousy began to work hard again, hurting everyone.
"Sehoon ignores me." As soon as Zhang Yixing moved over to give him some psychological comfort, Kim Jong-in began to talk in a low voice.
He knew Zhong Ren's character. Although he acted alone more often when he was not training and practiced alone in training alone, his bones were very strong. Now that Wu Shixun neglected him for this small matter, he must be wronged.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yixing's complex of protecting short-term care has also risen. Instead of being cold like this, it is better to pick it up and say it.
"Sehun, you know that the corresponding things for our ability are allocated by the company, and no one can choose. Do you think you are not right to you, Brother Zhong Ren?"
"What's wrong with Sehun to Zhong Ren?" Zhang Yixing's sudden serious face made Lu Han confused.
Zhang Yixing covered his face. I said, Brother Lu, I don’t know anything about it yet, probably you are the only one...
"I didn't..." Sehoon was about to refute, but after thinking about it, he did not pay attention to Kim Jong-in after knowing that he had the ability to correspond to each other, so he did not respond.
Zhong Ren held Yixing's hand and wanted him not to care, but magically saw something that made him feel at ease.
"What's wrong?" Lu Han raised Sehun's chin and forced him to look at him.
"That's right, that's the one corresponding to the ability, I couldn't be separated from Brother Lu Han. So, I was in a bad mood." The child's voice became smaller and smaller, and I thought I knew that it was him who was unreasonable.
It turned out to be this. Lu Han let go of the hand that pinched the child's chin. When he learned about this joke in the morning, he was a little disappointed, but according to the nature of his ability, there was no problem with the company's preference for this distribution. "Just care so much?"
Sehun looked up at Lu Han's slightly smiling expression, "Brother Lu Han, aren't you angry?"
"Why am I angry?"
"I thought, I thought......"
"I thought I would think you were petty?" He pinched the child's tender cheeks hard. "I'm not happy if I didn't tell you that the company would distribute it like this."
"Du Du, get me a blanket." Jin Junmian had already had a premonition of the development of the funeral, and goose bumps on her arms were suspected to be rising.
"Brother Lu Han?"
Lu Han squeezed into Sehun and sat down, "So we are the same, we both dislike the stupid distribution method."
"What is a fool?" Park Chanyeol raised his hand diligently and asked questions.
Uh... Lu Han was slightly embarrassed and accidentally told the title of s||m by the girls in the post bar. How can I explain this?
"It is a new name for the company, invented by Chinese fans." Wu Fan came out to explain in a timely manner.
"Is it Chinese? Is it pronounced sha mao like this?"
"Ahem." Zhang Yixing's tense and serious face declared a collapse. He couldn't even be serious about Park Chanyeol's happy delivery.
Wu Sehun flew two eyebrows fiercely to Park Chanyeol, and he was so desperate that he interrupted my brother Lu at this time.
When looking at Lu Han, he seemed to have no intention of saying anything, and he was thinking about something.
When the lights were turned off, Jong In, who ended the cold war, said good night to Sehoon cordially.
"Where is me?" It was not until Kim Jong In was about to close the door of the room that Zhang Yixing suddenly said. This guy was a peacemaker for him, and when he was done, he forgot me.
"My alliance Yixingtong||Good night."
"This is almost the same, good night, good night..." Zhang Yixing nodded with satisfaction. Waiting for a while, it's wrong. "Ah, what is Tong||Jiang-in, please come out and tell me clearly!"
Du Qingzhu pounced on him and covered his still yelling mouth. Brother Yixing was really very lively tonight.
After a long time, the surroundings finally gradually became quiet, Lu Han heard a rumbling sound beside his bed, and then one side of the bed fell.
After skillfully pulling the quilt on Lu Han’s body and covering himself, Wu Shixun closed his eyes with peace of mind.
He sneered a little, and Lu Han covered his mouth.
Sehun heard the sound and turned around in his direction.
The untie curtains faintly penetrated into some moonlight, slantingly illuminating Sehun's side face. Lu Han just looked at him quietly, and was a little stunned.
The child's skin is so good. At the age of adolescence, he doesn't even have a small acne. He lifted up his bangs with a bad intention, and there is a beautiful woman. It's so beautiful...
Wu Shixun closed his eyes and endured it hard, and his face was itchy when Lu Han was flirting with him, but he didn't want to destroy the atmosphere like this.
"Just pretend to be asleep." Lu Han approached Sehun's ears.
The child immediately opened his eyes, and knew it but didn't talk to me...
"I'm very happy about that tonight."
"What?" Sehun raised his body.
Lu Han pulled him down and pulled the quilt for him. "Just... I'm so happy, you're jealous, right?"
Seeing Lu Han's eyes curled up, Wu Shixun's sexual outburst under the faint moonlight, he pulled him to his chest and hugged him. This brother is really bad.
"Because you are jealous, I know how much you care about me." My face was buried in Sehun's chest, and the voice could only be heard in a dull manner.
Chapter completed!