Don't make trouble, how can I like you

In the past few months, Su Mingyu actually ignored Lin Fan directly, Lin Fan ate his food in anger, Fan Xingyun was a little speechless: "Do you think you are too thin?"

Lin Fan continued to eat: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't want me. He even kicked me out of the student union. Why, the president is amazing, and he still ignores me!"

"Okay, okay, eat yours!"

Fan Xingyun patted Lin Fan's head, Ling Feng suddenly appeared, and patted Fan Xingyun's hand away: "Don't worry, Su Mingyu doesn't want it, I want it."

Lin Fan put the lunch box away, squinted at Ling Feng, and didn't appreciate it at all: "It's all your fault!" He turned and left.

Ling Feng looked aggrieved: "Blame me? Xiao Fan, you were not like this before!"

Fan Xingyun does not reject Ling Feng approaching Lin Fan now, because Lin Fan's thoughts are on Su Mingyu now, and Ling Feng probably can't hurt Lin Fan.And it was Ling Feng who was with Lin Fan these few months, Fan Xingyun knew it, it was because Ling Feng was always pestering Lin Fan, so Su Mingyu was jealous.However, he doesn't care.

Ling Feng looked at Fan Xingyun angrily: "It's almost your fault."

Su Mingyu stood in front of Ling Feng coldly: "Ling Feng, you seem to be very idle?"

Ling Feng looked at him: "Huh! Where is Lao Tzu and what are you doing?"

"You can go home right away."

"Hey, Su Mingyu, I, Ling Feng, tell you, I will stay here and not leave, and I will pester Lin Fan every day!"

Fan Xingyun frowned, this idiot doesn't even use his brain when speaking.

Sure enough, Su Mingyu's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to throw a punch, Ling Feng was startled, but Fan Xingyun caught it: "I think you should go to Lin Fan instead of venting your anger on him."

Su Mingyu glanced at Fan Xingyun, turned around and left.

Ling Feng looked at Fan Xingyun unnaturally and said, "Who told you to meddle in your own business."

Fan Xingyun rolled his eyes: "Yes, the arrogant young master."

"you……"

"You...what are you, look, your face is still red."

"Hun, Hun Dan, you wait."

Fan Xingyun smiled: It's that sentence again.

Lin Fan was walking angrily, when suddenly his neck hurt, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Gu Liming clapped his hands: "Hehe, you made me lie in the hospital for several months. I want to have fun tonight."

Fan Xingyun opened the door of the dormitory, but there was no one: "Aren't you back? I still went to find Su Mingyu."

Fan Xingyun took out his mobile phone and thought about it, but it still hasn't been broadcasted. What if the two are confessing, it's better not to do something that spoils the scenery.

Lin Fan felt soft on his body, opened his eyes, he was obviously in a hotel, lying on the bed weakly, and there was something very fragrant.

Soon, a figure appeared, and Lin Fan unconsciously wanted to back away, but he couldn't pull up any strength: "Gu Liming..."

"At first, I thought that if I tricked Ling Feng into the school, he would take revenge on you, but I didn't expect that the relationship was handled so well." Gu Liming smiled ferociously, and then approached Lin Fan with a smile.

"Gu Liming, don't come here." Lin Fan looked at Gu Liming with some fear.

Fan Xingyun was about to take out the trash, but unexpectedly ran into Su Mingyu, "Where's Lin Fan?"

"He didn't go back to the dormitory?"

"...He didn't come back all afternoon, it's so late, something must have happened." Fan Xingyun clenched his hands tightly.

Su Mingyu's expression changed drastically, he quickly ran out of the dormitory, and dialed a number: "Check it out for me, if you die, I will find it out for this young master..."

The caller had never seen Su Mingyu so impatient.

Lin Fan suddenly realized that his whole body felt as if it was on fire. Gu Liming climbed onto the bed and pressed Su Mingyu: "How does this incense taste?"

Lin Fan clenched his teeth, suppressing the sudden attack: "Get lost?"

"Heh... Su Mingyu caused me to live in the hospital for several months, shouldn't he ask for some money from you?"

Lin Fan's consciousness began to blur, sweat rolled from his forehead, but he still heard the name: "Su Mingyu?"

"He vented his anger for you and almost beat me to death!"

"You fucking deserve it..." Lin Fan wanted to push away Gu Liming, who was already pressing on him, but he inadvertently touched Mao, who made a sound.

"Tsk, what a wave..."