Wei Chen's emotions are very well understood, and everyone who has been with him knows it.

Wei Chen stared at Fan Lan straight for a while, obviously the room was not bright, but Wei Chen's eyes were clear and terrifying, and Fan Lan could even see himself reflected in it.

And a bruise on my own neck...

Thinking about it, Fan Lan suddenly held his breath, and his hand subconsciously let go of the clothes he was holding on to cover his neck.

"That's... The company said that there was a very urgent event. Fan Lan wasn't pretending to be nervous this time, Wei Chen's eyes were silent and made him a little scared.

Wei Chen seemed to hear Fan Lan's words, but he didn't respond. Instead, he gradually closed his eyes.

Wei Chen's breathing was smooth throughout the whole process, at this time he looked like he had never woken up, as if he had been pardoned, Fan Lan picked up the clothes on the ground and quietly exited the room, his waist continued to be low for a while, Fan Lan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and went back to the room, and looked around the wardrobe and did not find that he had high-necked clothes...

"Damn, how can there be no one" Fan Lan was depressed.

Wei Chen's words are definitely there, Fan Lan thought. Wei Chen is very suitable for high-necked clothes, his already somewhat seductive face has an extra sense of abstinence on the boat, and during this time, the turtleneck and hand card lip gloss are the most among the fan gifts.

Do you want to borrow it from him?

Wei Chen had already seen the bruise on his neck just now, and the intention of not asking was exactly what Fan Lan wanted. But what Fan Lan cared about was the way Wei Chen looked at him... The coldness in his eyes was like seeing him for the first time.

"Ah yes..."Thinking of something, Fan Lan suddenly pulled out the bottom drawer of the wardrobe, which was the cosmetics that fans gave Wei Chen when he accompanied Wei Chen on a business trip half a month ago, and opened the backpack, the small box was really still there, and the packaging was still new.

Fan Lan tore it open and looked at the sign by the way, and then bought the same one for Wei Chen, anyway, Wei Chen never cared about the things given to him by fans, and when he remembered it, he would open it for immediate use, Fan Lan felt that Wei Chen would definitely not find out, after all, the things had been in his bag for half a month, and Fan Lan himself almost forgot about it.

At noon, Wei Chen was attracted by the aroma of rice.

Takeaway Fan Lan also ordered one for Wei Chen, and as soon as Fan Lan looked up, he saw Wei Chen poking his head out, Wei Chen's hair was upturned from sleep, and his eyes were half listless. Fan Lan looked at Wei Chen's expression attentively, no different from usual, and retracted his head back to wash after seeing that there was a meal.

Sure enough, you haven't woken up yet?

Fan Lan chewed the rice in his mouth and thought absentmindedly, after coming back to his senses, the seat next to him had been pulled away, Fan Lan handed the bowl with more eggplants to Wei Chen, who was sitting down, only to see Wei Chen's eyebrows furrowed.

"The amount has been increased, so let's eat it," Fan Lan urged.

Wei Chen likes to eat eggplant and potatoes, which are essential for every meal. Hearing Fan Lan say this, Wei Chen did not let go of his frowning eyebrows, but stretched out his chopsticks to clip the eggplant in Fan Lan's bowl that had not moved, and then clamped the carrots in his bowl back into Fan Lan's bowl in Fan Lan's stunned eyes. After doing this, Wei Chen exhaled as easily as if he had finished a concert, and began to eat.

Fan Lan almost broke his chopsticks after a brief moment of surprise.

What the! I don't like carrots either, okay!

Dejected, he continued to eat, and Fan Lan was a little surprised by Wei Chen's behavior.

Wei Chen doesn't like what others touch him, and Wei Chen doesn't like what others have eaten. Although he hadn't touched the eggplant Fan Lan just now, he thought that he had already moved the chopsticks, and Wei Chen shouldn't want it, but seeing Wei Chen calmly eating the eggplant and paddling the mobile game, he didn't look like he was resisting, and Fan Lan was a little moved by the obvious acceptance of Fan Lan's appearance, and Wei Chen seemed to treat him as his own.