CHAPTER XXI
"What's going to eat tonight?" As soon as he got out of He Yuansheng's office, Wei Chen, who was originally depressed, straightened his waist instantly. The innocent appearance before was like a change of face, and it was replaced with a calm attitude.
Fan Lan vaguely felt that something was strange, but he couldn't talk about it. "Fujia or Hunan cuisine?" Fujia and Hunan cuisine are both names of nearby restaurants, and Fan Lan doesn't want to just order takeout. Wei Chen didn't have any opinion after hearing Fan Lan say this, after all, he and Fan Lan couldn't cook. It's just that Wei Chen didn't know that Fan Lan actually knew how to cook simple dishes, but it wasn't delicious, and cooking was troublesome, so he simply didn't tell the company and Wei Chen.
There was such a thing, He Yuansheng was also afraid that there would be fans guarding near the company, so he asked Fan Lan to change to a black and relatively low-key car, and finally looked left and right still thought Fan Lan was clumsy, and sent a special driver to send Wei Chen and Fan Lan back to the apartment. The driver was a very young man, surnamed Sun, and stared at Wei Chen for a long time, and when he was about to get out of the car, he took out his signature board, saying that his girlfriend was a fan of Wei Chen.
"I've already called the Fu family, you go take a bath first" Fan Lan opened the door and prepared to take off his coat, this is his habitual habit, after all, Wei Chen has been hanging a shade cloth for a long time at home, and the room was very stuffy before the window was opened. But today, Fan Lan was suddenly stunned for a moment after taking off one of his sleeves, and then put it on silently.
“... No need, you wash it first, I'll squint for a while" As soon as Wei Chen entered the door, he threw himself face down on the sofa, his mouth and nose were covered by pillows, and his voice was vague, but Fan Lan also heard it clearly.
This sentence is also very in line with Fan Lan's meaning, the cosmetics on his neck cover the pores and are not breathable, he has been uncomfortable all night, plus his right wrist to arm has been very painful since he met Cheng Cheng, he also wants to take a closer look.
After answering the call, Fan Lan went back to the room, rolled up his clothes, and then went into the bathroom in the living room.
The room assigned to Wei Chen by the company is very large, and the other room used to put fan gifts and clothes is not connected to the water, and the bathroom is not renovated. There are two toilets in the room used to live here, including the bathroom of Wei Chen's master bedroom, and Wei Chen will go back to his room to freshen up when he is busy, but the bathroom in his room does not have a bathtub, so both of them are used to using the large bathroom in the living room.
Hearing the bathroom door close, the puddle of objects on the sofa in the living room slowly propped up.
After Fan Lan entered the bathroom, he went in first to turn on the shower, and then went back to the cubicle to undress.
After taking off his coat, Fan Lan was startled by the bruise on his right arm.
The place on the wrist of his right hand that had been held by Cheng Cheng had turned blue-purple, and there was a red mark on the palm of his hand. Fan Lan touched the red mark, which made Fan Lan feel a little incredible.
Fan Lan is the person who knows his body best, and he has belonged to a physique that is not easy to leave scars since he was a child. Some children of the same age occasionally bump and leave bruises on their bodies, but Fan Lan has been clean since he was a child, and he did not have a single scar on his body until he was 27 years old this year.
Cheng Cheng left some small bruises on him after last night, and Fan Lan still felt normal, after all, Cheng Cheng's strength was indeed very great, and he insisted on going his own way on the bed, Fan Lan always felt that it was not easy for him to survive only this small injury.
The bruise from last night looked noticeable in the morning, but it has faded a lot now. Compared to these, the new mark that Cheng Cheng put out this evening was much more hideous. As if thinking of Cheng Cheng's black red eyes, Fan Lan couldn't help but shudder in the room full of water vapor.
TM's is terrifying.
Fortunately, after this night out, there should be no more contact with him in the future.