In the evening, Wu Fan returned to his dormitory and saw Zhang Yixing sitting on the ground with a gloomy face.

"You didn't go to practice today? That's rare." He put the snacks he bought on the table, stretched his long legs and sat next to Zhang Yixing.

"Master Wu, Master Wu, you are back!" Zhang Yixing threw himself on Wu Fan's shoulders exaggeratedly.

"You have fallen out of favor. What's going on?"

Yixing wiped away tears, "What you don't know is that Mr. Lu abandoned me after he had Wu Sexun."

Wu Fan picked his ears and said, "Let me ask, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"Originally, Mr. Lu's dance was directed by me. Today, after Wu Sexun came, I was kicked out of the practice room No. 3. Mr. Lu was completely occupied by Wu Sexun. It makes me feel even more sad.

Yes, after I came back, I, Mr. Lu, was full of praise for Wu Sexun. Mr. Wu, do you think I am sad or miserable?"

"Zhang Yixing, you've had enough!" Lu Han opened the door to the room and walked out.

"Master Wu, look at him being fierce to me, ying ying..."

"I said Lu Han, you are wrong, how could you forget that I love you from the same country?" Wu Fan patted Zhang Yixing on the shoulder who was deeply involved in the scene.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. It's obvious that he abandoned me and went off to practice guitar."

Wu Fan put Zhang Yixing straight, "Is what Lu Han said true?"

Zhang Yixing's lips drooped and he almost cried. I left first because of Wu Pingwang's strong pressure.

"Cracking noise——" After the sound of keys, Wu Shixun opened the dormitory door and walked in.

"Brother Lu Han." The child shook the key between his fingers and ran to Lu Han's side.

"You, you, you, how do you have the key to our dormitory?" Zhang Yixing pointed to the key in Wu Shixun's hand with a look of horror.

"I gave it to you," Lu Han admitted generously. "From now on, I will practice dancing with Sehun. It's troublesome to have to knock on the door to get to and from the practice room, so I just got an extra set of keys."

Oh, Zhang Yixing covered the back of his head. Wu Shixun usually can't hide away, but you still lead him home.

Wu Fan looked at Zhang Yixing's every move, "You are not because of this child today..." Eye contact was made.

You just found out, Zhang Yixing burst into tears.

"Brother Lu Han, can I sleep with you tonight?" The child conjured a pillow out of nowhere.

"Are there any guests in your dormitory?" Why are you coming here to squeeze in if you don't sleep in your own room?

"No, it's just, Luhan brother, you don't know how bad Jongin's sleep state is. He practices dancing too much during the day, and when he falls asleep at night, he flutters reflexively. I can't sleep with his fluttering.

"Brother, look at the dark circles under my eyes." The child pointed pitifully at his own eyes.

You still have dark circles under your eyes. I think you are fairer than anyone else. Zhang Yixing groaned in his heart.

"Oh, my Sehun is so pitiful, then you can sleep in the same room with me." Lu Han stroked Sehun's hair lovingly, "Yixing, do you have any extra quilts?"

"Yes." Zhang Yixing answered without thinking.

Lu Han nodded, "Then I'll clean up the upper bunk."

"Brother Lu Han, I'm not used to sleeping on the upper bunk."

"Then you sleep on my bed and I sleep on top?"

"How can that be done? The upper bunk is so dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall off." The child said as if he would definitely fall off if he slept on the upper bunk. Lu Han shrank his neck. It was unfortunate.

He once fell off the top bunk...

"What about that? I've made a bed on the floor. Yixing, please take out the mattress."

Classmate Wu Shixun glanced at Zhang Yixing, and classmate Yixing froze there. He had no choice but to blink fiercely at classmate Wu Fan next to him, Mr. Wu, please say something!

Wu Fan scratched his head and looked at the ceiling. The weather is nice.

You are so helpless, Zhang Yixing was about to cry without tears. "Brother Lu, what, I suddenly thought that the extra quilt we had was donated to the children in mountainous areas some time ago when we donated money and materials.

"

"So there are no extra quilts?"

Zhang Yixing looked at Wu Shixun's eyes, is he there or not?

Wu Shixun glanced sideways, what do you think?

"No more!" Zhang Yixing replied indignantly.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do. We have to squeeze in. Are you okay?" Lu Han asked Sehun.

"It's okay with me, brother Lu Han." The child's well-behaved look made Lu Han feel a little jealous.

Wu Fan hides his face, is it really right to indulge Wu Shixun like this?

While Lu Han was taking a shower, classmate Wu Shixun rolled on his brother Lu Han's bed n+nn times. Brother Lu Han's bed is so comfortable.

While the phone was rolling, the phone rang. The child was in a good mood and the voice that answered the phone was particularly refreshing.

"Hello!"

"Emma, ​​is this Wu Shixun's phone number?"

"Yes."

The phone went blank for a while before a voice came out again, "Where are you now and why aren't you back?"

"Hehehe..." Shixun was happy, "I'm at Brother Luhan's place, I won't go back."

Kim Jong-in almost fell off the bed on the other end of the phone. Who can tell me that the extremely coquettish voice just now was not from Oh Se-hun.

"Brother, just sleep alone, good night!"

With the beeping sound of the phone being hung up, Jin Zhongren felt a sore heart. I must have been left out. I feel empty, lonely and cold today...

As soon as he put the phone aside, Lu Han came in wiping his hair.

Lu Han, with his bathrobe slightly open at the neck and dripping water from the end of his hair, is so alluring. Alluring? Yes, it is alluring.

The child picked up the towel prepared on the bed and said, "Brother Lu Han, let me wipe your hair."

Whose child is Emma? She is so well-behaved. Luhan sat by the bed, and Sehun knelt on the bed to wipe his hair.

Brother Lu Han’s hair is so soft. While wiping his hair, the child caressed Lu Han’s head unscrupulously.

"Master Wu, we can't go on like this." Outside the door of Lu Han's room, Zhang Yixing and Wu Fan looked through the small crack in the door.

In this situation, is it Wu Shixun or Lu Han who is abnormal? Wu Fan scratched his head.

"How come Wu Shixun is such a wife around Brother Lu?" Compared to myself, that's called differential treatment.
Chapter completed!