Chapter 7: Tentative
"As long as you can cure Wan'er, I will make my own decisions and marry Wan'er to you."
Seeing that Lin Fan was a little hesitant, Dean Zhang gritted his teeth and said very seriously.
"Poof"
Hearing this, the tea that Lin Fan had just drunk in his mouth almost squirted out.
He wiped the tea stains on the corner of his mouth in a panic, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Zhang, I will definitely help Wan'er in this situation, but I don't have to let Wan'er marry me, after all, it's only the first time we met, and I'm still young, so I haven't thought about getting married." ”
"Then you..."
"Well, then I won't tell you yet, I'll go upstairs and ask Miss Wan'er about the situation."
Lin Fan was afraid that Dean Zhang would say something thunderous again, so he hurriedly interrupted him and fled upstairs.
It's too scary, right?
....... Dong Dong Lin Fan stood at the door for a while, and then tentatively knocked on the door.
"Why, if you're here to see a doctor for me?
, let's get out of here as soon as possible, and save a while from being beaten out by me. ”
A voice of disgust came from the door, and Lin Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was the first time he was so disgusted by a girl.
"Miss Wan'er, I was also entrusted by your father, at least let me take a look."
"No, get out of here!"
The voice inside became more and more impatient, and Lin Fan suddenly realized that this Zhang Wan'er, whether it was the dress when she first appeared at the door, or the way she spoke at this time, gave herself a feeling of being deliberately strong.
"Protective psychos?"
Lin Fan got a message from the way she spoke, some people will start the protective psychology in a stressful way after being greatly stimulated, and achieve the purpose of protecting themselves by imitating the way of strong people.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, as long as he knew a little bit of effective information, then the next thing would be much easier.
"Miss Wan'er, if I can't even see your face, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain to Dean Zhang, you better open the door, otherwise I'm going to break in."
It's also a shame that Zhang Wan'er's room is on the third floor, and what Lin Fan said won't be heard, otherwise it will be in tune. The detailed words were heard by Dean Zhang downstairs, and he didn't know what he would think of Lin Fan.
"What did you say?"
Zhang Wan'er once felt that she had heard it wrong, and this was the first time that someone dared to say such a forcible word in her house.
"I said, if you don't open the door again, I'm going to break in."
Lin Fan said word by word, stimulating Zhang Wan'er's bottom line step by step.
"Hmph, then you come in and try it."
After saying this, there was no movement in the room at all, as if Zhang Wan'er was waiting for him to break in.
"Alas, it seems that I can only be a village bully who breaks into someone's boudoir once."
Lin Fan muttered in a low voice, grabbed the doorknob with his right hand, and a stream of scorching true qi generated by the Tianyang Mind Method surged down the palm of his hand to the handle.
"Open!"
With a low roar, Lin Fan's right hand pushed outward, and with a click, the iron-cast lock cylinder in the interlayer of the door panel cracked, and with a little wood chips, it fell to the ground.
Before Lin Fan could make a move, a black strong wind suddenly struck, and a snow-white fist swung towards him with infinite anger.
"Not good!"
Lin Fan snorted, and his body, which didn't have time to turn, was forcibly adjusted by him, and he made a fist out of his side, and his cheek rubbed Zhang Wan'er's fist to dodge.
"It's dangerous."
Lin Fan had just stood firm, and Zhang Wan'er had already adjusted her posture, and her long legs wrapped in black leather pants swept towards Lin Fan's feet, trying to trip him to the ground.
"Wait, there's something to say."
Lin Fan tried to save the relationship between the two, but his hands and feet did not fall at all, he held on to the railing on the side, and his body was supported with both hands, and his legs were slightly bent, avoiding this sweeping leg.
Zhang Wan'er watched the young man in front of her dodge her attack twice, and was also a little surprised, before she could react, Lin Fan's counterattack had already arrived, only to see that one of his hands gently grabbed the opponent's hands like a cloud, and he didn't let go like a tiger's mouth steel pincer, and the other hand put his fingers together and pointed at the Tianquan acupoint above Zhang Wan'er's right shoulder.
"What did you do!"
Zhang Wan'er only felt a tingling sensation in her right arm, and then she lost her feeling, mechanically maintaining the action just now, completely out of the command of her brain.
"Well, I just want Miss Wan'er to calm down a little so that we can sit down and talk calmly."
Lin Fan withdrew the arm that restrained the other party, and said softly behind his back.
Zhang Wan'er tried to move her right arm several times, but failed, and finally had to give up, looking at the other party coldly, "What do you want to talk about, if you are like those bullshit doctors before, if you say that I am mentally ill, you don't need to say it anymore, I would rather this arm be like this forever." ”
"Haha, I'm not here to see you."
Lin Fan chuckled, "I just think we should get to know each other, after all, until now, Miss Wan'er doesn't even know my name." ”
Hearing Lin Fan say this, Zhang Wan'er's face softened slightly, and her eyes looked at him with a little more curiosity.
"Well, let me help you recover your arm first, it's not comfortable to hang like this all the time."
Lin Fan clicked his fingers on Zhang Wan'er's shoulder a few times, and the latter only felt that his shoulder was loose, and his brain had control over his arm again.
"If you have anything to say, come in and say it."
Zhang Wan'er moved her shoulders, her tone was still indifferent, but she no longer had the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away just now.
It was only at this time that Lin Fan really saw the appearance of Zhang Wan'er's room, which was different from the boudoir of ordinary girls, Zhang Wan'er's room was mainly dark in black and gray, there was not much furniture, it was neatly placed in the distance, the open wardrobe was full of black clothes, and the dolls that the girls liked were not seen in this room, "Just sit down." ”
Seeing Lin Fan walk in, Zhang Wan'er pointed to the stool in front of the small table, and sat on the edge of the bed by herself, waiting for something.
A gust of wind blew from the window, Zhang Wan'er's short hair was blown behind her ears by the wind, Lin Fan saw the other party's appearance clearly for the first time, Zhang Wan'er is actually not ugly, apricot eyes and willow eyebrows, melon seed face, a typical oriental beauty, but she deliberately dressed up very sexy, trying to make her aura stronger.
"You're so pretty."
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why he said this, as if the words popped out of his mouth by himself.
"You still want to fight?"
Zhang Wan'er looked at the other party with a cold face, and her eager hands waved up several times and pressed down.
Lin Fan laughed, quietly looked at the other party for a long time without speaking, and finally said, "Would you like to tell your story?" ”