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

Duan Wenzheng's words made the temperature on Xue Lan's face burn instantly.

His fingertips slipped, and the half-washed bowl still stained with foam slipped from his hand in an instant. Xue Lan hurriedly reached out to catch it, but the bowl slipped again under his fingertips and fell straight to the pool.

Just when the porcelain bowl was about to hit the edge of the sink, Duan Wenzheng calmly caught the bowl and put it under the faucet to rinse.

Like nothing happened.

Xue Lan stood stiffly between his arms, looking dazed and at a loss.

But the instigator of all this is now calmly washing the dishes, as if nothing happened.

Xue Lan wanted to slip out of his arms while he was done washing, but Duan Wenzheng didn't stop washing the dishes, and imprisoned him in his arms again.

"How to do it."

It wasn't until Duan Wenzheng finished washing the bowl and put it back where it was before that he turned the child with his back to him and said, "I'm not full yet."

"..." Xue Lan hurriedly looked away, wanting to get the small pot set aside again: "I'll cook another bowl for you."

Although Duan Wenzheng ignored his movement to get the pot, he buried his head in his neck and kissed him lightly.

The itchiness brought about by these kisses made Xue Lan give up holding the pot and reach out to push the person behind him: "I can't concentrate on cooking noodles like you are."

"Who wants to eat that." Duan Wenzheng bit his shoulder lightly as if punishing him, but his fingertips caressed his soft lips intentionally or unintentionally: "You promised me."

His actions made Xue Lan finally recall what the two of them were discussing before they came to the kitchen.

Duan Wenzheng said so.

He said that if he won the singles competition, he would give him a kiss. As for where to kiss...it was up to him to decide.

Xue Lan was even more embarrassed to say that it was decided before the game. On the one hand, he felt that he understood Duan Wenzheng's meaning, and felt that he was asking too much, but on the other hand, he was afraid of being laughed at by him because he didn't explain at all. I thought wrongly.

Duan Wenzheng's fingertips were still rubbing against his lips: "Let me think about it... Where should I kiss?"

His fingertips slipped into his lips unintentionally, and Xue Lan's face was stained red by wine, and she looked helpless and dazed under the dim light in the kitchen.

He propped his hands on the edge of the pool in front of him, and barely stood firm under his teasing.

Duan Wenzheng thought about it for a long time, and just when Xue Lan thought he might not be able to come up with any results, he heard a hint of a smile in his voice: "It's so boring to tell you directly, why don't we play a game .”

"...?"

"I won't say where it is, you guess..." Duan Wenzheng's voice swept over his ears like a feather: "I'll tell you if I guess right."

"?!"

How could Xue Lan believe his nonsense, he hurriedly pushed his hand away: "You, you want to lie to me again!"

Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows: "When have I lied to you?"

His fingertips swept over the corners of his lips, and carefully touched the traces brought out by his fingertips. Amid Xue Lan's flushed face again, he said innocently: "If you don't believe me, I can write it down."

"Cheat, lie!"

Xue Lan didn't listen to his explanation. During this period of time, he believed Duan Wenzheng and was deceived so many times! !

Duan Wenzheng sighed in disappointment when he heard the words, it turned out that the kid who was easy to deceive somehow became less easy to deceive.

But when he thought of the scene where he split the command on the field and he had to return to him at the end, the regret in Duan Wenzheng's heart also disappeared.

Although his child has grown up, it seems to be contaminated with his breath, which really makes him... like it more and more.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming very close to the kitchen, Xue Lan held his breath stiffly.

Fortunately, the people outside the door just picked up water near the water dispenser, and the footsteps gradually drifted away after a while.

Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan Wenzheng looked at his nervous look and pecked lightly on his lips: "Where are we going? To yours or mine?"

"..."

Seeing Xue Lan's head buried firmly, Duan Wenzheng tilted his head and looked at him closely: "En?"

Xue Lan remembered the footsteps just now, and was afraid that someone would come to the kitchen to find something to eat after waking up, so she had to lower her head and answer: "...I, mine."

Duan Wenzheng ruffled his hair contentedly, and said cheerfully, "Okay."

The two packed up their things and sneaked upstairs with a guilty conscience, as if afraid that he would repent, Duan Wenzheng sneaked in while he opened the door.

Waiting for Xue Lan to close the door, when he turned around, he was already sitting by the bed, looking at him with interest.

Duan Wenzheng beckoned: "Come here."

Xue Lan forced himself to walk up to him calmly.

Duan Wenzheng was looking at him with his arms propped up: "Shall I write it down?"

"..." Although Xue Lan felt that it was meaningless to write it or not, when Duan Wenzheng asked, he still blushed and nodded indiscriminately.

Duan Wenzheng tore off a piece of paper and started to write.

Xue Lan watched him fold the strip carefully, then waved it in front of him, then put it on the side of the table, indicating that he could start.

Xue Lan stood there for a while without moving.

He really hoped that Duan Wenzheng could directly tell where he wanted him to kiss... He was already prepared, but now Duan Wenzheng said to let him guess.

... how would he guess.

Even if he knew what Duan Wenzheng wrote on the note, would he just...

What if Duan Wenzheng said he guessed wrong?

Xue Lan stood there shyly hesitating, but Duan Wenzheng sat on the side of the bed very patiently and quietly, as if waiting for him to decide whether to play tricks with him or get straight to the point.

It's really... too bad.

Xue Lan walked up to him, held his face in his hands slowly, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

"Guess again?"

The blush on Xue Lan's face became even worse, and she didn't want him to succeed, so she kissed him on the cheek instead.

"No." The smile in Duan Wenzheng's eyes deepened.

"..."

It wasn't until Xue Lan kissed the tip of his nose, the tip of his eyes, the tips of his forehead and ears, and other things that should be kissed and should not be kissed, that Duan Wenzheng grabbed his hand and pressed it, coaxing in a low voice: "Try here?"

……

The next day, when Xue Lan woke up from the start, Duan Wenzheng's voice in her dream still echoed in her head——

That's it?That's it? !

Xue Lan shuddered, not knowing why she had such a dream.

It was probably because Duan Wenzheng had been entangled so tightly recently, and at the end of yesterday he dragged him up again, who was exhausted, and asked him how long he was going to prepare.

Xue Lan hurriedly shook the echoing "this" out of his head, wanting to cry without tears, intending to take time to watch more teaching videos... After all, the deadline after the domestic finals he promised Duan Wenzheng was approaching.

His mouth was sore from the pain, and while rubbing his cheeks, he recalled yesterday... the way Duan Wenzheng looked down at him.Even when he asked "Is this here?", while rubbing the broken hair on the side of his face, he said to him slowly and hesitantly...

I'm not sure, can you try again?

"..."

Just thinking about it, Xue Lan felt her cheeks were terribly hot.

He hurriedly buried his head in the quilt, too ashamed to think any more.

In the following time, due to Wen Yan's return to the team, the club once again fell into an upsurge of active training.

The rehabilitation practice was going well, but everyone started to stare at Wen Yan from time to time, and every time the training ended, everyone would unanimously urge him to go back to rest.

Apart from training, Xue Lan has another worry.

He had been thinking about this matter all the time, and he found Xue Yuanshan's office after he returned to the club, but he didn't want Wen Yan to be talking to Xue Yuanshan in the office.

"You guys talk first, I'll come back later..."

"No need." Xue Yuanshan smiled and greeted Xue Lan to come in: "Wind and I were talking about you just now, and Wind said that you have made great progress now, and you can already bear the burden of LGW."

Xue Lan's face was heated by what he said, and she quietly raised her head and glanced at Wen Yan beside her: "No...it's because the captain taught him well."

Wen Yan's eyes were gentle: "I have not been the captain of LGW for a long time, now you are the captain."

"Don't be humble." Xue Yuanshan seemed to be in a good mood: "I have watched all the games these few times. Lanlan, you have made great progress. Now that LGW has you and Wind, I can rest assured!"

Xue Yuanshan smiled and asked: "By the way, what do you want to see me for?"

Xue Lan glanced awkwardly at Wen Yan beside him. When he was hesitating whether to wait for Wen Yan to leave, Xue Yuanshan said to himself, "Is it to clarify the gender?"

Xue Lan nodded after hesitating.

In fact, it's not just for this, but also about him and Duan Wenzheng.

But after Xue Yuanshan's words, Xue Lan subconsciously looked at Wen Yan beside him.However, he found that Wen Yan's expression was calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised at what he and Xue Yuanshan said about the gender issue.

Did Wen Yan already know his gender?

"Don't worry."

While Xue Lan hesitated, Xue Yuanshan explained with a smile: "I have asked Zhinian to prepare for the specific public relations. Such things can easily induce fans to overreact, and it will also affect your pre-match psychology. Now you Just concentrate on the game and don't think about other things, I will do my best to solve it for you."

Xue Lan can naturally hear Xue Yuanshan's concerns. "He" has been bluffing and cheating on the issue of gender for more than ten years, and he has made up lies again and again in order to make up lies. Now to correct everything is to solve those old problems at once. .

"About Thunder..."

He has always been a little flustered for no reason these days, if the tricks that Team Thunder wants to do has something to do with this matter...

"The match between you and the Thunder is approaching. I will let Zhinian pay more attention to their movements. You are e-sports players. The most important thing is to play the game well. Leave the rest to us." Xue Yuanshan nodded solemnly, His tense eyebrows relaxed when he touched the two people sitting on the sofa, and he smiled gratifiedly:

"I'm talking too much. You don't need me to remind you about such things. You have done a very good job."

"Actually, I was still wondering whether it was right or wrong for Lan Lan to come to the club... I didn't want him to affect you like before. I didn't expect that he really changed so much after coming to the club, and your relationship now... "Xue Yuanshan smiled: "Wind, I really thank you during this time. Thanks to you, Lanlan has made so many changes."

"No." Wen Yan said slowly: "I didn't help much, it's Exist... the result of my own efforts."

"Okay, okay, so I can rest assured." Xue Yuanshan smiled from ear to ear, but he still did not forget to remind: "I know that you don't need me to remind you about this, but I still have to say one more thing. When playing a game, I don’t want to deal with Lanlan’s gender PR at the same time as dealing with any team members’ emotional issues. The time an e-sports player can stay on the field is very short, and any emotional issues will be interpreted as a reason for losing the game. I I don't want any of you to ruin your future because of personal emotional issues, do you understand?"

Both Xue Lan and Wen Yan's expressions became a little stiff.

When Xue Yuanshan's eyes fell on him again, he felt a little uneasy. He didn't know whether Xue Yuanshan had guessed or misunderstood something, he only knew...

Xue Yuanshan would not agree with him and Duan Wenzheng.

After Xue Lan walked out of Xue Yuanshan's office absent-mindedly, Wen Yan who was behind him also quickly caught up.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Xue Lan said calmly, "I'm just... thinking about Team Thunder."

"Before you just came here, we were discussing the issue of the Thunder team." Wen Yan pondered for a while, and explained: "The competition system of the international competition is slightly different from that of the domestic competition. The first round of the preliminary round of the domestic small points, and then the preliminary round of the group based on this point. If I am not mistaken, the first round of the preliminary round of the international competition..."

Wen Yan looked into Xue Lan's eyes as he spoke, and said seriously under his suddenly unbelievable eyes:

"...It is very likely that we will also be fighting against the Thunder team."