The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

Zhong Ran, who kept watching them not talking, asked with a slight smile, "Does Chen have any hobbies? Do you like to play some sports?"

Fang Chen regained his indifferent expression: "Not really."

Zhong Ran still maintains an elegant demeanor: "Oh, is that so, I thought Xiaofan and Xiaofan had a common hobby. I remember that Xiaofan likes to play games, but playing too many games affects learning."

"You don't even know how precious the game console in his room is. Even if someone touches it, he will lose his temper. Xiaofan must remember to restrain himself in front of his friends in the future. After all, when getting along with friends, you must also take your friends' feelings into consideration. "

Zhong Ran knew Yang Yifan's temper, and a child from a family like Fang Chen must also be a child with an arrogant personality, otherwise he would not be so indifferent to everyone. She did not believe that such two people could become friends, and she also Don't want to see something like that.

When Yang Zhiming told him about this yesterday, he planned to let his niece Zhong Xinman win Fang Chen, so that she would get another bargaining chip to marry into the Yang family.

Yang Yifan lowered his head and took a knife and fork to cut the baked lobster with cheese on the plate, stared at her coldly, and said, "It's not your turn to worry about my affairs."

Yang Zhiming: "Xiaofan, why are you talking to the elders?"

Fang Chen turned his head to look at Yang Yifan, with a harmless smile on his face: "So you like playing games, so can you teach me how to play games?"

Pack!

Yang Yifan picked up the small handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Okay, then go now?!" He really didn't want to stay with these people any longer.

Fang Chen asked Yang Zhiming out of politeness: "Uncle, is it okay?"

Yang Zhiming put down the knife and fork, and smiled slightly: "Of course, go and play, go and play, and buy some fried rice later, and let Manman deliver it to you."

He has already seen that although Yang Yifan's white-eyed wolf intentionally embarrasses him, as long as he can win over Fang Chen who is mentally ill, Mingshen can get Puwen's investment and contacts in the US market. With the huge benefits coming, it doesn't matter if Yang Yifan has these petty tempers.

Then when Pete went to the bathroom, Yang Zhiming took a look at Zhong Ran: "You shouldn't have said that about Xiaofan just now, what did you tell his friends to think of him?"

Zhong Ran tightened his hand holding the knife and fork: "I, got it..."

Wanting to provoke, instead they put the two of them together to play games together, not to mention, and was warned by Yang Zhiming, her heart sank.

Seeing this, Zhong Xinman wanted to hurry up and said, "Auntie, Uncle Yang, I'll go and deliver some fruits and drinks to Xiaofan and the others."

Seeing the two nodding, she immediately carried her dress and ran to the kitchen in small steps to find her aunt to cut the fruit plate.

Yang Yifan's room is a sunny room on the second floor, with a large balcony.But he didn't live here a year ago, but moved to live in an apartment building left by his mother before his death.

The spacious room that I haven't lived in for a long time looks very empty, but fortunately, the aunt comes to clean it every day, and it is very tidy and clean.

As soon as Yang Yifan came in, he closed the door and began to question Fang Chen. His eyes were sharp and aggressive: "Tell me, what is your purpose. Why do you want to get close to me?"

Fang Chen had doubts on his face: "What?"

Yang Yifan sneered coldly: "Don't pretend to be with me, from the same table to the roommate, and now you force me to live in your house? A fool would believe this is a coincidence. What is it difficult to adapt to a strange environment, what is mild depression, thinking that others Are they all idiots?"

He didn't believe what Fang Chen was trying to do to him. He didn't have anything on him that he could covet. He said that Fang Chen wanted to harm him. So far, what Fang Chen had done was beneficial to him.

There are 1 reluctances in my heart, and I have to admit that what Fang Chen did really helped him.And just now at the dinner table, I also helped him out.

But why?

Fang Chen began to take off his suit jacket, and said calmly, "It's true that I have a mental illness. My doctor will give me a comprehensive physical examination tomorrow, and you will know it at a glance."

After all, if you want to bring someone back to your home, if you don't explain clearly, Brother Fan, who is like a little lion, will also feel uneasy, and of course he won't tell him the whole truth.

"I can't sleep alone in a room, I need someone to accompany me, and this secret is only known to you, so you can only come to accompany me."

"Me? To sleep with you?" Yang Yifan let out a huff: "People who are willing to sleep with the son of a Wall Street financial tycoon can probably queue up to circle the world. Why is it me!"

Fang Chen took off his coat and put it on the sofa, then began to unbutton the cuffs of his shirt, and asked Yang Yifan: "Because you need me, and I need you, so they are equal.

Otherwise, I will find someone else to go?Or the girl downstairs?But you don't even let me add her contact information, it's really difficult. "

Yang Yifan was at a loss for words for a moment, he really needed him, to help his father win over the little benefactor, and he could also get his own money from him.

He was hesitating and didn't know how to answer, when he saw Fang Chen loosen his tie and started to unbutton his shirt!

Yang Yifan's eyes widened in shock: "You! What do you want to do, this is my house! You want to show off your exhibitionism in other people's house."

"What are you thinking, I'm just a little hot."

Fang Chen loosened his neckline, walked to the sofa and sat down, with a lazy expression, and looked at Yang Yifan with a smile: "And I don't have exhibitionism, just to satisfy you. I can see that you like it very much."

"I like ghosts, you pervert!" Yang Yifan picked up a cushion and threw it at it.

There was a knock on the door: "Brother Xiaofan, I'm Manman, may I come in?"

Yang Yifan: "No!"

After a pause for a few seconds, the voice from outside the door sounded again: "I delivered milk and fried rice to Fang Chen."

Yang Yifan turned on the game equipment and TV, randomly took out a game disc, put it in the game console, and said to Fang Chen: "If you want to eat, go open the door yourself."

Fang Chen walked to the door, opened the door halfway, took the plate from Zhong Xinman's hand, and said lightly, "Thank you."

Compared with his formal attire downstairs, Fang Chen only wore a white shirt on his upper body, the cuffs were rolled up, revealing half of the boy's unique firm textured arms, the neckline was loose, revealing the Adam's apple, the neck and the faintly visible under the clavicle. Coupled with the loose chest and the baggy shirt, the whole person is lazy but still noble.

Zhong Xinman's face was blushing, and her heart was beating fast. Seeing Fang Chen taking the tray, she didn't let her into the room. Instead, she held on to the half-open door, waiting for her to leave before closing it.

She was a little unwilling, and asked in a low voice: "Can I go in and play games with you, the adults are chatting, I can't stay downstairs."

Fang Chen's tone was still flat: "This is not my room, what I say doesn't count."

Yang Yifan, who was trying out the game controller and joystick, could not help but raise the corner of his mouth when he heard his words.

"I..." Zhong Xinman was rejected so simply for the first time.

She is very beautiful, and she wants to enter the entertainment industry like my aunt in the future. She has learned to dance and play various musical instruments since she was a child. She is not only beautiful but also has a temperament that ordinary girls do not have.

So up to now, she has been favored and pampered, and almost no one has refused her request.

Just now Yang Yifan said: "No." She didn't pay much attention, because her aunt often said all kinds of bad things about Yang Yifan to her, and she had a bad impression of Yang Yifan, but Fang Chen rejected her like this, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"I..." With tears in her eyes, she pursed her lips and looked at Fang Chen aggrievedly, charmingly.She had practiced this expression in the mirror, and she believed that a man would not refuse her like this.

Fang Chen's tone remained unchanged: "I'm troubled by you like this, as if I've bullied you, please don't cause me unnecessary trouble."

Yang Yifan laughed out loud: "Fang Chen, you don't understand the women here, some of them are just cheap."

Zhong Xinman couldn't stand this kind of humiliation any longer, she wiped away tears, turned and ran away.

Seeing her go downstairs, Zhong Ran said quietly, "Why did you come down, play with them."

The little girl has the self-esteem of a little girl. She wiped away her tears long ago, pretending that nothing happened: "They play games, I don't understand."

The room is full of old games that Yang Yifan played when he was a child, such as racing, fighting, breaking through levels and fighting monsters. Fang Chen is not very interested. He sits on the sofa and eats fried rice, watching Yang Yifan holding the game controller Keep fiddling.

Finally, he picked up his phone to check the time, and asked Yang Yifan, "When shall we go home?"

After the hands holding the game controller suddenly paused, my heart became inexplicably nervous: I'm staying at Fang Chen's house tonight!

It's not that he hasn't stayed at a classmate's house before, he used to go to Xia Yu's house for weekends, and Shao Lei's house too.But I was forced to go to Fang Chen's house, and I always felt uncomfortable, so I went to sleep with you, damn it!

"It's also the same room?" He continued to play the game and asked pretending not to care.

"Yeah, it's similar to a school building." Fang Chen approached him: "Don't be nervous, my family will welcome you warmly and friendly."

Yang Yifan couldn't help pushing him away: "Who's nervous! It's just that my clothes and daily utensils are in my own apartment. I have to go there first."

Fang Chen smiled: "Okay, then go to your apartment to carry the luggage."

Yang Yifan picked up the game equipment: "Forget it, it's too far to go to the city, and I have a lot of stuff, so I'd better move it tomorrow."

Fang Chen: "Okay, it's up to you. Do I need to get Uncle Yang's permission first, in case he is worried about you..."

Yang Yifan: "Don't tell him, he won't care, and don't let him know that our relationship is very..."

Fuck, who has a good relationship with him, they are just being used by each other!

Fang Chen smiled and asked, "What is it?"

"A perverted relationship that takes advantage of each other improperly!"

"......it is good."