Condescending and Condescending

"Son of a bitch."

"damn thing."

"Smelly man."

……

If it wasn't for what happened today, Xie Wenlun wouldn't have known that he would have so many curse words.

But these are not important, the important thing is that he was tricked by the dialect.

So lying on the bed, Xie Wenlun, who was covering his head with the quilt, couldn't help but lift the quilt, and cursed in dialect again.

"Son of a bitch."

"damn thing."

"Smelly man."

……

But after scolding, Xie Wenlun didn't feel vented at all, not only that, but his heart was even more blocked.

I am very wronged!

Why?

That dog man provoked him if he wanted to provoke him, kicked him away if he wanted to kick him away.

Thinking that the dog man might be spending time with Miss Six of You Xiang's family at this moment, and he could only sulk here, Xie Wenlun couldn't help but punched the quilt again.

etc--

Xie Wenlun suddenly pulled his head out of the quilt.

Sulk?

Is he sulking?

Why is he sulking?

Because dialect Qin doesn't like him anymore?

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Xie Wenlun sat up suddenly.

Fang Yanqin doesn't like him anymore, what does it have to do with him?

He doesn't like dialect Qin.

But he's sulking—

Still angry with dialect——

Something is wrong!

It's very wrong!

It can't be that he likes Shang Yanqin! ? ?

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Xie Wenlun panicked immediately.

At this time, the big fat cat who had been wandering outside for most of the day came back.

Seeing it, Xie Wenlun's eyes lit up, and he stopped it directly: "Dabai—"

He organized his words a little bit: "Do you think, that is, do I look normal recently?"

The big fat cat stopped in its tracks without even thinking about it: "Meow meow..."

It's quite normal...

Xie Wenlun breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he thinks too much.

He didn't like Shang Yanqin.

As for why he was sullen about Fang Yanqin...it must be because he hated Fang Yanqin for being weak. After all, Fang Yanqin is the future emperor and his future master, but he turned out to be so disappointing. The lady slapped his left cheek swollen, and he handed over his right cheek...

It must be so!

As a result, in the next second, the big fat cat continued to say: "...Meow meow, meow meow!"

... Same as before, when I didn't receive Qinqin's letter, I was in a daze, and when I received it, I was disgusted and smirked. By the way, it's been so long, why don't you rush to find out?

Xie Wenlun stared: "...Ben Xian, what is it?"

The big fat cat's eyes suddenly widened bigger than him: "...Meow meow?"

...Aren't you guys in love?

Xie Wenlun was dumbfounded: "Since when did I fall in love with Qin Yanqin?"

The big fat cat was also dumbfounded: "...Meow meow, meow meow?"

Aren't you dating Chinqin, and you still correspond with Chinqin every day?Still eating small dried fish made by Qinqin?

Cats don't dare to be so scumbag!

In the next second, its eyes showed a trace of disdain, as if to say: Scumbag!

Xie Zha Wen Nan Lun: "..."

He obviously didn't do anything, how could he be a scumbag?

wrong--

When did he fall in love with Fang Yanqin?

He clearly, he obviously wished to respect Fang Yan and stay away from him... But just now he wanted to show him the article he wrote for Fang Yan...

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun's head exploded.

And at this time, the old servant's voice suddenly came from outside the house: "Master, a gentleman came outside, saying that he is your colleague!"

A colleague?

Xie Wenlun didn't doubt that he was there, and immediately sat up: "Please come in."

Old servant: "Yes."

Taking advantage of the fact that it would take a while to walk from the gate to the study, he hastily arranged his clothes, and it took him a long time to finally suppress the blush on his face and the complicated emotions in his heart.

As a result, as soon as he came out of the small bedroom, he met Fang Yanqin's familiar face that he could no longer be familiar with.

So much so that he almost blurted out: "You, aren't you busy spending time with that Miss Six, making love to each other?"

Fang Yanqin: "..."

Qingqing, me, me, forget it, the next month?

Fang Yanqin subconsciously looked back at the big sun outside the house.

It can be seen from this that in just such a short period of time, Xie Wenlun has already made up a lot of things in his brain.

Because he was staring at Fang Yanqin, Xie Wenlun immediately noticed Fang Yanqin's movements: "..."

He was so embarrassed that he used his feet to dig out a courtyard with five entrances, which was enough to make the third prince envious of a family of dozens of people crowded in a single uncle's mansion.

And why would he say such things...

This tone is clearly accusing dialect Qin Hongxing of cheating!

Thinking of this, he immediately opened his mouth, wanting to change the subject.

But how could Fang Yanqin give him this chance, he said bluntly, "I knew Xie Hanlin liked me too."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Pupil Earthquake!

How did Fang Yanqin know?

No, he's not like Fang Yanqin - he knows that the sixth lady on the other side is not a good person, but he still leans towards him facelessly, so how can he like Fang Yanqin when he knows that Fang Yanqin is not a good person? !

He's not that mean!

However, before he could utter his rebuttal, Fang Yanqin said again: "You were on the rockery before. I was going to look for you, but when I arrived, you left."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Xie Wenlun was stunned.

Fang Yanqin, Fang Yanqin really went to him before?

How can this be?

Didn't he, didn't he just go to meet that Miss Six?

Just because I have no more love for that Sixth Miss! !

In the end, before he could react, he heard Fang Yanqin say again: "Then I picked up a manuscript on the rockery."

As he spoke, he handed over the manuscript in his hand: "You wrote this for me?"

Xie Wenlun subconsciously took the manuscript and opened it.

It was really the one he wrote.

So Fang Yanqin really didn't go to meet that Miss Six?

All this is his misunderstanding?

——Otherwise, he should be spending time with that Miss Six right now, so how could he have picked up this manuscript and chased him to his house.

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun's heartbeat instantly accelerated, and at the same time, he felt guilty for no reason.

Because he misunderstood dialect Qin, and despised him for being a lowly person.

So he didn't think much, just nodded: "I wrote it."

He thought that this article should be regarded as compensation for Fang Yanqin.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Fang Yanqin laughed, and he said meaningfully: "The article is very well written, that is—"

"Ok?"

Xie Wenlun suddenly pricked up his ears, and looked at Fang Yanqin without blinking.

Listen to what he means, is there something that is not written well?

Fang Yanqin narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's just that the handwriting looks familiar—"

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Xie Wenlun looked at Fang Yanqin, then at the manuscript in his hand.

In the next second, he had a flash of inspiration, and then——

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

boom!

Xie Wenlun's ears turned red instantly.

He instantly clenched the manuscript in his hand, and tried to destroy the corpse: "No, no, you read it wrong..."

In the next second, Fang Yanqin's voice sounded: "This handwriting looks exactly like the handwriting of one of my pen pals——"

As he spoke, he walked straight to Xie Wenlun.

Xie Wenlun retreated subconsciously until his body touched the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Fang Yanqin leaned forward directly, pinched his waist, and squeezed his hand reflexively, so the words that came to his mouth became: "Xie Hanlin's waist is really thin."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

The big fat cat on the side: "..."

tui!

My cat doesn't eat dog food!

So it got up and trotted out.

Only then did Xie Wenlun come to his senses, and his face turned red instantly.

He was incoherent: "You, you—"

Just forget to struggle.

When Fang Yanqin saw this, the upward curve of his lips became more obvious, and then he interrupted Xie Wenlun: "So why don't you explain it to me, my Mr. Songshan?"

Mr. Songshan is not exactly the alias Xie Wenlun and Dialect Qin used in their correspondence.

Xie Wenlun: "..."

He fell silent for a moment.

So much so that he simply forgot the matter of Fang Yanqin's molesting him just now, he tried to explain: "This, that, listen to me, the reason why I made friends with you under the pseudonym Matsuyama at that time was just because I wanted to comfort you... ..."

That's right, the reason why he wanted to be a pen pal with Fang Yanqin was to comfort him better...

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun's ears immediately perked up again.

So he has nothing to worry about.

At this time, Fang Yanqin said with a low smile: "I teased you like that before, it's fine if you don't hold grudges against me, but come to comfort me when I'm in trouble?"

"You still say you don't like me?"

Xie Wenlun: "..."

There is one thing to say, this dog man has a million points of good looks when he smiles.

etc--

What did he say?

It was only then that Xie Wenlun came to his senses.

Then he was gagged by dialect Qin with familiar words: "And I tell you about me and my sweetheart in the letters I write to you every day, it's fine if you don't feel disgusted, and you continue to correspond with me, one day Didn't fall?"

He tried to quibble: "I'm not, I didn't...Didn't I never write to you again?"

"That's right, you wrote to me unilaterally afterwards, and I haven't even written to you."

Fang Yanqin: "Then why does your raised Dabai come to me every day?"

Xie Wenlun: "That's because it's disobedient..."

Fang Yanqin: "You are its master, and if it doesn't obey you, don't you care about it?"

Xie Wenlun: "..."

That's right, the big fat cat ran to Fang Yanqin every day, and he actually just verbally reprimanded it from the beginning to the end.

Fang Yanqin said again: "The most important thing is that I told you yesterday that I was going to block you at the literary conference today, but not only did you not avoid me, but you also brought an article written for me here. , what do you say you want to do?"

Of course it's to please dialect Qin!

Subconsciously, Xie Wenlun followed dialect Qin's words and thought: "..."

wrong--

He tried to make a final struggle.

The reason why he went to the Wenhui knowing that Fang Yanqin would go to the Wenhui to block him was because he didn't want to miss Lin Daru's lecture.

As for why he brought the article for Fang Yanqin with him, it was just because he took the wrong one...

But he stood on the rockery for an hour, just to show the article he wrote to the dialect, how to explain it?

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun's last struggle came to an abrupt end.

And why is he jealous that Big Fat Cat can eat the small dried fish made by Fang Yanqin every day?

And what happened to him solemnly collecting the letters written by Fang Yanqin?

……

In less than half a minute, he thought of more than a dozen similar things.

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Difficult, does he really like dialect Qin?

Fang Yanqin said in a timely manner: "So you must have wanted to use the name of being a pen pal, take the opportunity to approach me, and then snatch me from that Miss Six."

"You clearly know that my sweetheart I wrote in the letter is you, but you never thought of telling me your identity. Are you doing this to keep track of me, and then appear in front of me with the best posture? Just like today, after knowing that I will go to the literary conference to block you, I prepared this article in advance."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Is he so scheming?

So he really likes dialect Qin? ! !

How can this be?

Fang Yanqin: "How is this impossible?"

Fang Yanqin looked at Xie Wenlun seriously, as if he wasn't the one who really made trouble with the pen pal, and it wasn't him who was making trouble now.

Xie Wenlun suddenly raised his head.

This, this dog man can actually guess what he is thinking in his heart?

Fang Yanqin could not only guess what he was thinking in his heart, but also dared to go up to him, kissed him on the corner of his mouth, and coaxed him before he could react: "But if you still doubt, I have a method here that can help you check it out?"

Ok?

Xie Wenlun's eyes lit up: "How to say?"

The smile in Fang Yanqin's eyes was even wider: "Won't you know if you try it?"

Xie Wenlun: "..."

He felt as if he understood Fang Yanqin's words, but he didn't seem to understand.

He even felt that his mouth was a little dry now, so he stammered: "How, how can I try?"

Fang Yanqin bent down a little, picked him up, and put him on the desk next to him: "Just try this!"

Xie Wenlun: "..."

He is a big man, how could Fang Yanqin pick him up easily?

Then he came to his senses, and struggled immediately: "No——"

It's not because he reacted, nor because he didn't want to, but because he thought of one thing, this dog man is born with supernatural power...he will die...

But how can a man with his trousers (being) taken off have any credibility, so his struggle ended up leaving a few red marks on Fang Yanqin's back.

Then he was eaten by dogs.

………………

When he woke up, it was already the next afternoon.

Xie Wenlun struggled to get out of the quilt, his eyes fell on the tooth marks on his toes, and his ears slowly turned red again.

And he never thought that the reason why Fang Yanqin was able to sweep thousands of troops on the battlefield was not only because of his divine power, but also because of his magical weapon...

But fortunately, he also underestimated his combat effectiveness.

Otherwise he would have been gone.

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun's toes also turned red.

So much so that he couldn't help but recall everything that happened yesterday.

However, it may be because dialect Qin is not around at the moment, so his mind is not dizzy at all.

The result is that the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes...

Why did he deliberately get close to Fang Yanqin in the name of being a pen pal?

It's too late for him to hide from the dialect?

……

Everyone in Xie Wenlun was stupid.

He felt that if there was a word on his face right now, it would definitely be: This idiot is so sweet, I can fool him into SC with just a few words!