Chapter 107: Three Teases

Yanguo Yanjing, the men's dormitory of the Third University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Zhang Ke was bored flipping through the webpage, as a basketball lover, August, September, and October were really difficult, the playoffs of the NBA, the world's highest basketball palace, were over, the draft was over, and the regular season of the next season had not yet arrived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhang Ke yawned, entered his Weibo, and then opened the follow, the first one clicked on Curry's official Weibo in Yanguo, yes, either vacation travel or training muscles, and participating in the pictures and texts of such and such activities, these obviously cannot satisfy Zhang Ke's heavy taste.

So he clicked on the Weibo of several other basketball superstars, flipping and flipping, flipping and flipping, alas, these two months have been really boring, even these basketball superstars, training, vacations, catwalks, there is nothing new at all.

Zhang Ke was about to close the Weibo page when he suddenly saw a slightly plump image in the object of attention.

"Ayesha?" Zhang Ke scratched his head, "When did I pay attention to her?" …… Oh, it seems to be Curry's wife. ā€

Zhang Ke clicked on Ayesha's avatar and entered her Weibo.

"Alas, rich man, really, it's a luxury yacht and a diving and sea fishing, drinking, and catching a tuna! Uh, wait, why does this thing look so ......"

Zhang Ke looked at the nine pictures of Ayesha's latest developments, and this last one was a group photo of Curry's family of four and Jingqi, because there was no PS, and there was no Meitu Xiuxiu, so Zhang Ke could recognize the only Yanguo person in the photo at a glance, after all, it was the lower bunk brother who had slept for three years.

Why does this sound a little awkward?

Zhang Ke shook his head, wiped his eyes again, stared at the notebook screen with wide eyes and looked at the photo, but it turned out to be that face, still the familiar smell, although the clothes had changed a little, but the face turned to ashes, he definitely couldn't recognize it, but the corners of the eyes, the small lips, and the hairstyle, it was Jing Qi!!

"Damn, something is wrong!!

Zhang Kedu is going crazy.

"What's the name of the ghost?"

There are four people in Zhang Ke's dormitory, he and Jing Qi are bunk beds, and the other two are Lin Fan and Wang Min, and it is Wang Min who is hiding in the quilt and talking with his head at this time.

"Wang Min, hurry up and see who this thing is!" Zhang Ke's whole body trembled, as if there was some super-power vibrator installed on the bed, and he couldn't stop it at all.

"Who?" Wang Min yawned, and finally stuck his head out of the bed, but this would be sleepy-eyed, how could he have any energy.

", you're paralyzed when you sleep! Hurry up and die. Zhang Ke couldn't wait to throw the notebook in his face, but thinking that there were dozens of G's in it, it was not easy to get, and he calmed down in an instant.

"Sleep a little longer, I accompanied my girlfriend until 12 o'clock last night, 12 o'clock!" Wang Min seemed to have been hollowed out of the shrimp shell, lying on the bed softly, and said weakly.

"!" Zhang Ke is about to cry, this buddy goes to the hotel every day after he has a girlfriend, and when he comes back, he looks bitter and hateful, and he regrets not being at the beginning, so cheap that people want to cry without tears.

"Yo, woke up?" At this time, the last person in the dormitory, Lin Fan walked in with a big bowl and a small bowl, but he volunteered to go out to buy breakfast, of course, at this time, the sun was already shining outside, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Xiao Linzi, come and take a look,, something is wrong!" As soon as Zhang Ke saw Lin Fan coming in, he immediately shouted.

As soon as Lin Fan put the breakfast on the table, his face sank, and he said aggrievedly: "Didn't you say that you won't call this broken name in the future!" ā€

I don't know why, every time someone calls him by his name, he will think of Xiao Linzi in the rivers and lakes of Xiaoao, that's right, it is the one who practices evil swordsmanship from the palace, and he is simply ghostly.

"Don't care about these details, dear!" Zhang Ke directly unplugged the power cord, mouse cable, and keyboard cable on the notebook, hugged the notebook to Lin Fan, pointed to the photo on it, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Fan.

"I'm going, little tadpole, your taste is getting heavier and heavier!"

Zhang Keleng looked at the laptop screen, it happened to be a selfie of Ayesha, Ayesha was quite plump, no wonder Lin Fan said so.

"This is not the point, no, it is not, this is also the point, Xiaolinzi, do you know who she is?" Zhang Ke was so anxious that his mouth was about to cramp.

"Who?" Lin Fan looked at Zhang Ke with a disgusted expression, as if he was looking at some pervert.

"She, she's Ayesha, Ayesha!"

"And then?" Lin Fan didn't think about it for a long time, and blinked innocently.

"This is Curry's wife." Zhang Ke hates that iron does not become steel.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Beast! You don't even let go of my idol wife, Lao Tzu destroyed you today on behalf of the moon, and it can be regarded as a contribution to a harmonious society! When Lin Fan heard this, he immediately became angry, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to kill his relatives in righteousness.

"Don't, don't, listen to me, I'm not done yet!" Zhang Ke's tears came out.

Wang Min was lying on the bed watching the play, his eyes were quite obscene: "Xiao Linzi, don't listen to his quibbles, just pull out your wishful golden hoop stick, turn it up to the maximum power, stab him in the chrysanthemum, and kill him!" ā€

When Lin Fan heard this, he felt that it made sense, and immediately began to untie the belt of his trousers.

Zhang Ke was so anxious that tears came out, and he turned his head and glared fiercely at Wang Min, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Wang Min sensed a murderous rush coming over, and even lifted the quilt to cover his head, pretending to be dead.

Zhang Ke hurriedly flipped through the photo of the notebook to the last one, handed it to Lin Fan, and said loudly: "Look, look at who this product is, look at who ruined your wife, bah, your idol wife." ā€

Lin Fan looked at it indifferently, and in the next moment, his little eyes suddenly turned into bull's eyes, looked at the photo incredulously, and stammered: "This, this is ...... Curry? …… You're teasing me! Isn't it normal for him and his wife to go to sea to play? ā€

"I'm not letting you look at Curry, I'm looking at the guy next to me!" Zhang Ke was exhausted and wanted to take sleeping pills.

"Huh?" After his reminder, Lin Fan finally saw the only Yanguo compatriot in this photo, and his face was not good at that time, "...... Uh, hehe, this, this PS is good, it looks like the real thing, who did it, it must be Jingqi, didn't this product say to go to the field for an internship? When to change careers...... This, don't tell me it's true! ā€

"These pictures are photos posted by Ayesha herself on Weibo!" Zhang Ke squeezed his eyebrows and made his eyes, sample, shake the 'essence', eat the 'essence', you deserve it!