The Whole World Thinks I'm a Woman Disguised as a Man

Xue Lan didn't need to think carefully to guess what Duan Wenzheng was talking about.

The temperature of his palm also clearly transmitted through the cloth into his gradually becoming chaotic consciousness.In the dark stairwell, Duan Wenzheng leaned against the wall by the door, hugging him like a lover's intimate embrace.

Xue Lan's nervousness spread little by little in the darkness, and he could only hear his own unsteady breathing in the darkness.

"The competition... is about to start." Xue Lan struggled, but only dared to whisper, afraid that the voice would be heard by the people in the restroom.

There was only one corridor away, and he didn't know when those who had just walked into the bathroom would come out.

Duan Wenzheng didn't seem to hear what he said clearly, so he leaned into his ear and asked doubtfully, "Do you want? What do you want?"

"..." Xue Lan was angry and anxious, but she was about to cry when she heard the silence outside the door: "Competition, competition!"

Xue Lan only felt that his face was burning hot. He pushed and pushed the people behind him, just wanting him to let go of him quickly.

Fortunately, Duan Wenzheng knew that he would accept it as soon as he saw it. He withdrew his hand and slowly helped him straighten his collar:

"Captain, you promised me that there would be a reward for taking the first place. When it's time for you to fulfill your promise, why are you running so fast?"

"... didn't run away."

Duan Wenzheng sighed slightly, but didn't speak, just leaned against the wall and looked at him calmly.

But Xue Lan backed away a little, and he would bring him back to his side.

Xue Lan looked at the person in front of him by the weak light in the safe passage, seeing that he was looking at him so calmly, and after struggling for a while, he still raised his head and kissed him slightly.

Duan Wenzheng leaned against the wall, watching him carefully kiss him, and then secretly glanced out of the safe passage as if he had a guilty conscience.

At this moment, there was another burst of talking and laughing in the bathroom separated by a corridor.

Xue Lan hastily ended the kiss with a guilty conscience.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and coaxed again in a low voice: "Don't be angry."

Duan Wenzheng seemed to be in a good mood and rubbed his head: "Why would I be angry with you? I'm still waiting for you to give me a 'reward'."

"?!" Xue Lan looked like a frightened little rabbit: "Didn't it already..."

But Duan Wenzheng stretched out his hand and pinched his small face: "You didn't just coax me just now? Then how can it be counted?"

"..."

Duan Wenzheng didn't seem to notice his embarrassment, and smiled contentedly: "I have to think about what kind of reward I want."

Xue Lan was so angry that she turned around and walked quickly out of the safe passage. This time, Duan Wenzheng didn't hug him again, and followed him leisurely.

When the two returned to their seats, Zhou Wangqing looked suspiciously at the two of them round and round.

The theme song was sung interspersed on the stage. Xue Lan's eyes were fixed on the stage. Although he didn't look at Duan Wenzheng again, it was not difficult to find out from the corner of his eye that he hadn't watched the performance much. on him.

Xue Lan just pretended not to see it, and concentrated on watching the show on stage.

After watching like this for a while, the enthusiasm on Xue Lan's face finally dissipated. He just breathed a sigh of relief when Zhou Wangqing on the other side suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Xue Lan turned her head in doubt, and saw Zhou Wangqing beckoning to him mysteriously and bitterly.

Seeing this, Xue Lan turned her ear.

"Lanlan, you can't do this!" Zhou Wangqing said with hatred for his weakness: "You can't always spoil him, he just likes to push his feet!"

"..."

"He bastard didn't do anything to you just now, right?!" Zhou Wangqing's old father looked at the child with distressed eyes: "You have to learn to say no!! You can't spoil him with everything!!"

"..." Zhou Wangqing, did you misunderstand something?

Xue Lan was so embarrassed that he wanted to explain, but Zhou Wangqing said again: "Did you know that Duan Wenzheng, a beast, asked me to ask for...that kind of movie that is not suitable for children!"

"..." Xue Lan choked on the explanation that came to his lips.

"Not only is there some strange play in the school and toilets, but a few days ago he actually asked me if I had anything else, let me have some more!!!"

"..." Didn't you post that yourself? !

But how could Xue Lan dare to say that, he glanced at Duan Wenzheng who was not looking at him at the moment, and began to mourn for him for 3 minutes in his heart.

Duan Wenzheng seemed to have noticed Xue Lan's gaze, he turned his sideways eyes to look over again, and when his eyes met Xue Lan's, he bent his eyes and smiled again.

"..."

Zhou Wangqing immediately distanced himself from Xue Lan in fright, and pretended to look at the stage as if nothing had happened. Xue Lan also looked away, and the two guilty people watched the performance seriously again.

The final exhibition match was very simple. Xue Lan and Duan Wenzheng teamed up with Glory's medical soldiers, brought a star player and a live player, and won the victory with ease.

The draw for the semi-finals was also officially announced today.

Before the announcement, Xue Lan and the others were silently praying that they could meet Thunderclap in the first game of the semifinals.

It's just a pity that the fate of the people failed, and the final order of the lottery was announced. Their first match was not the Thunderclap team that everyone was looking forward to, nor was it the BTR team that was proficient in tactical analysis in the semifinals... but Su Yiyu and Meng Weiran. The Phantom Team.

For such a result, Xue Lan was somewhat frustrated.

In the competition system of "Dawn of Doom", there are three places to advance to the international competition, which means that if BTR fails to defeat Thunder in the first game, Thunder still has a chance to advance to the international competition.

And Xue Lan wanted to ask Solo's Su Yiyu a while ago, but he didn't expect to become their opponent in the first match of the semi-finals.

Before Xue Lan returned to the club, she received a message from Su Yiyu.

Xue Lan could roughly guess the content of the message, and he simply replied a few words to let him relax, and remember not to be nervous when playing normally, so he put away his phone and looked out the window with a sullen expression.

Several people finally returned to the club.

After this long month, they have actually done targeted analysis and training on the other three teams in the semi-finals, but Xue Lan still plans to re-study the Phantom's game video, and hold it in the In the training room, the video of the game is displayed.

Since the next afternoon was the official game, the evening training was canceled, and the rest of the team members went to bed early. After watching a few videos, Xue Lan yawned and looked up to find that only herself and Duan Wenzheng were left in the training room again.

He quietly looked sideways at Duan Wenzheng beside him.

Duan Wenzheng didn't seem to notice his gaze, and kept playing the ranking quietly.

At this time, Duan Wenzheng, who was seriously preparing for the game, overlapped with him who was indifferent to everything when he first joined the club, which made Xue Lan feel a little dazed for a while.

The smile that was always hanging on his lips on weekdays dissipated, and the focused look had an inexplicable power to make people feel at ease.

When Duan Wenzheng was seriously playing the game, he carried a trace of solemnity that he didn't usually have. Xue Lan couldn't look sideways during the game, but now he was a little reluctant to look away after taking a look.

Unexpectedly, Duan Wenzheng ended the ranking at this moment.

Xue Lan was about to look away, but Duan Wenzheng had already pulled off the headset and looked at him impartially.

Xue Lan, who was caught upright, wanted to look away in a panic, but Duan Wenzheng opened his mouth with a half-smile: "Does it look good?"

"..."

"Come here." Duan Wenzheng slightly turned his chair and waved to the person beside him.

Before he could wait for Xue Lan to answer, he pulled him in front of him.

"Where's my reward?"

Xue Lan, who was still ignorant a moment ago and wanted to look away, froze instantly.

Duan Wenzheng's patience was very good, he trapped the child between his legs and the computer desk, and waited calmly like this.

"..."

Xue Lan stood in front of him, seeing that he didn't intend to let go of him at all, and carefully looked at the closed door of the training room.

He looked at Duan Wenzheng who was looking up at him, and carefully bent down.

But just when his lips were about to touch him, Duan Wenzheng suddenly stuck his index finger between his lips.

Xue Lan, who touched his fingertips, was slightly startled, and looked at him puzzled.

"I didn't say it... kiss me, I'll decide."

Xue Lan was in a daze, but Duan Wenzheng had already grabbed his hand and went down.

There was a scorching heat in the palm, Xue Lan's whole face flushed instantly, and she withdrew her hand in a panic.

Duan Wenzheng took his hand and kissed him lightly on his lips.

"There are some in the video, you should have watched it, right?" Duan Wenzheng stroked those soft lips with his fingertips, and continued to coax | lure: "It doesn't matter if you don't, I'll teach you."

"I, I'm going to watch the game video." Xue Lan looked away guiltily.

"Want to renege?"

"No!" Xue Lan blushed from his stare, stumbled and said, "Not today, today."

"Why not today?" Duan Wenzheng asked again.

"There will be a match tomorrow." Xue Lan didn't dare to look at him, but promised: "...wait until the match is over."

"Really?"

Xue Lan nodded with a blushing face.

Only then did Duan Wenzheng hold him in his arms again, showing a little disappointment: "Tomorrow night."

"..." What Xue Lan said was not the end! !

But Duan Wenzheng kissed his ear lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Tomorrow the game is over, I will go to your room to find you."

Xue Lan's face turned redder instantly.

Duan Wenzheng rubbed her cheeks, said with a meaningful smile, "Don't think about running away."

"I, I want to watch the game video again." Xue Lan whispered.

Duan Wenzheng didn't stop him, he opened the web page of his computer after hearing the words, and took him into his arms.

"Look at one more and go to sleep."

His attitude was firm. In the past month, the two had hardly had time to get along. Xue Lan actually... also missed Duan Wenzheng very much.

Obviously he is by my side, but I don't know why I feel this way.

He sat down by his lap, chose a game video of Team Mirage, and watched it together.

At this moment, the playing of the game video gradually became tinged with warmth.

Duan Wenzheng's self-sufficiency is very strong. After ensuring that he would not move around, he really watched the game video with him. Afterwards, Duan Wenzheng turned off the computer and told him to go to sleep.

Xue Lan stood beside him quietly, watching Duan Wenzheng pack up his things, he raised his head slightly as if he had made up his mind and planted a kiss on his lips.

Duan Wenzheng didn't expect that he would suddenly kiss him, so he raised his eyebrows slightly startled and said, "Don't try to get away with it."

"No." Xue Lan lowered her head, leaving only the red tips of her ears: "I just...want to kiss you."

He didn't know how delicious and attractive he was at the moment, so he just lowered his head and said embarrassingly again:

"Tomorrow... cheers for the game."

"Should I also cheer for you... Reciprocity."

There were gentle ripples in Duan Wenzheng's eyes. He stroked his soft hair with his fingertips, and leaned over to kiss his lips.