Text Text_Chapter 64 Not afraid of early love?

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After a moment of silence, Old Man Fan poked his crutches to the ground, tried to straighten his slightly hunched back, and said, "You don't go after me!" ”

He was just about to turn around, but Fan Yihang had already stood up and walked past him, walking quickly towards the door.

"Don't you come back to eat at noon, little master?" Fang Haifan shouted towards Fan Yihang's back.

Hearing only a light "um", Fang Haifan and Old Man Fan glanced at each other, and hooked the corners of their lips together with a tacit understanding.

After the old man smiled, he sighed and said with a little relief: "This kid only has a little human flavor now. Don't you know, before Weiwei came here, I couldn't talk to that kid ten times a day, but I was suffocated! ”

Fang Haifan wanted to speak again and again, and finally spoke: "The little young master is much more humane now than before, but old man, aren't you worried about the little young master's early love?" Now their urgent task is to study. Early love or something, the most affecting people to learn! ”

Looking at Fang Haifan's appearance as a person who had come over, Old Man Fan handed over a roll of his eyes.

"I'm still worried about early love for other children, do you think that's it...... Is it possible? If he really falls in love, I'll set off firecrackers to celebrate! Old man Fan let out a disdainful cold snort from the tip of his nose.

It's not that he's too confident in his own grandson, it's that he's too unconfident in his own grandson.

Just this stupid melon, still in early love? If you can catch up with the dusk, you will love him Amitabha!

Fang Haifan pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

……

The dusk hero walked through the doorway with a group of bodyguards, ran to the corner and found a bunch of people blocking the intersection and pointing this way, obviously talking about the extended version of Rollslas and the group of Fang Haifan's bodyguards.

Fang Haifan is good at everything, he just likes to be high-profile and show off, so it is not surprising that he has attracted so many people to watch the excitement.

Seeing Fan Yihang walking to the intersection, Lin Qixin, who was gathered there to watch the excitement, suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, grabbed his wrist enthusiastically and shouted: "Brother Yihang!" ”

Fan Yihang frowned and withdrew his hand, and patted his sleeve without giving Lin Qixin face, as if there was some dust on it.

It's not that his cleanliness in this area is serious, it's just that he's not used to strangers having too close contact with him, and contact will be stained with the breath of the other party, and he can't stand the breath of strangers remaining on himself.

That's why he never eats in the school cafeteria.

Seeing Fan Yihang's action of flicking his sleeves, Lin Qixin's face instantly turned black.

But the curiosity and the fact that the other party was Fan Yihang still made her hold back from having a seizure, and still asked in a good voice with a low voice: "Brother Yihang, who is that Rolls-Royce parked in front of your house?" Your guests in the house? Who are you? Do I know each other? ”

"My grandfather's friend." Fan Yihang replied patiently, and then asked, "Have you seen Luo Weiwei?" ”

If it weren't for asking Luo Weiwei, he probably wouldn't have answered Lin Qixin's question, which didn't have any meaning and nutrition.

"What did you ask her for?" Lin Qixin couldn't maintain the smile on her face at all, and frowned: "Brother Yihang, don't be deceived by Luo Weiwei!" Take the matter of the Internet café as an example, it was really Luo Weiwei's side who looked for trouble first, and the network administrator there could testify! Moreover, she is a girl, and she appears in an Internet café in the middle of the night, no matter how you look at it, she is not a good girl! ”

Fan Yihang didn't want to pay attention to her words, but when he heard it, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

If Luo Weiwei appears in an Internet café in the middle of the night, she is not a good girl, but what about her Lin Qixin? At most, two people are half a catty and eight taels, not to mention that he knows that Luo Weiwei's fool is to help Song Ningyuan's gang find an Internet café.

As far as he knows about Luo Weiwei, she doesn't like the smell of smoke very much, so how could she take the initiative to go to an Internet café full of smoke smell? It's Lin Qixin......

"What are you laughing at......" Lin Qixin asked with an eyebrow.

Fan Yihang didn't answer, and asked again in a different way: "I have something to do with Luo Weiwei, have you seen her come out of my house?" ”

Lin Qixin didn't answer and asked: "What are you looking for her?" ”

Fan Yihang's patience was completely exhausted, and after saying "It's okay", he tilted his head and wanted to go around from the side.

"Wait!" Lin Qixin hurriedly blocked his way and said, "I know where she is, but you have to take me with you!" ”

Fan Yihang was silent and hesitated, but nodded in agreement after a while.

Because he doesn't have much contact with other people, he doesn't have the contact information of anyone in the same class until now, and the last time he looked for Luo Weiwei's home, he also used her own mobile phone to find Song Ningyuan's phone.

In other words, if Luo Weiwei is not at home, he will have no way to find her as a person.

Thinking of this, Fan Yihang's brows frowned unconsciously, and a sense of boredom rose in his heart.

He shook his head, shook off those unfamiliar emotions, and raised his eyes to look at Lin Qixin: "Which way are you going?" ”

"Go this way."

Lin Qixin led the way in front, and before leaving, Fan Yihang was almost stopped by a few aunts and asked if those "men in black" were here to collect debts.

In the eyes of most people, wearing something like that is either a movie or a debt collector.

……

The sun is so big that it doesn't give you the courage to look directly at it for a second.

The oily "Shaxian Xiao Fried" plaque is reflected by the sun, and you can only recognize the word "Xiao Fried" if you don't look carefully.

"Your fried vermicelli is good!"

With the voice of the shopkeeper with a local accent, a bowl of fragrant fried vermicelli landed on the table.

"Thank you." Luo Weiwei thanked her, patted the rectangular black box placed in the corner of the table, and two black chopsticks suddenly rolled out of the bottom baffle.

Opposite her sat two migrant workers who had just finished eating, and greeted her with a smile before putting down the money and leaving: "Little girl eating alone?" ”

"It's a duck!" Luo Weiwei replied sweetly, curling her lips and smiling to reveal two pear vortices.

Talking to these simple and enthusiastic people, she feels very happy, anyway, as long as it is not in front of Fan Yihang's dead face, she is very happy!

She was just about to bow her head to eat the fans when two overlapping figures landed on her table.

"Luo Weiwei, you can really talk to anyone." Lin Qixin's voice that deliberately suppressed her voice to appear sweet sounded, with a slight gasping sound.

took Fan Yihang to find three places, and she finally found Luo Weiwei - but fortunately she found it, otherwise how would she explain to Fan Yihang?

Hearing Lin Qixin's voice, Luo Weiwei was caught off guard and almost choked on her own saliva.

"Why are you ...... again" She looked up in disgust, and the expression on her face froze when she saw the person standing behind Lin Qixin.

Where a voyage.

The last thing she wanted to see at the moment.

"Smack!"

Luo Weiwei put the chopsticks on the table, stood up and prepared to pay and leave.

Lin Qixin raised her feet and stood forward, blocking her way out of her seat, and said in a suppressed voice: "Huh? Are you leaving? Brother Yihang has something to do with you. ”

This "Brother Yihang" called, Luo Weiwei called a person who wanted to hit someone.

"Get out of the way!" Luo Weiwei looked at Lin Qixin coldly, with dangerous information in her eyes.