When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the domineering male lead of the iceberg was bent (4)

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Meng Zhiying frowned her delicate brows and called out again unwillingly: "Student Qi Yan!"

"Sorry, I have something to do, let's go now." The distant thoughts were called back, Qi Yan took a word, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and ran out hurriedly.

Meng Zhiying looked at Qi Yan's back in shock, with doubts and incomprehensions in his eyes, and more unbelievable.

He ran to the direction where Luo Han left.

Luo Han walked on the street alone, aimlessly.

Today, he suddenly felt that his feelings for his friends were very strange. After he went out, he was blown by the cold wind. He felt that maybe this was the bond between friends, and he had thought about it too much.

I went to the coffee shop I usually go to to buy two cups of coffee, but I ran into my friend and the self-righteous woman talking and laughing.

For an instant, he burst into anger. I don't know if I saw Qi Yan or Meng Zhiying.

The strange feeling in my heart surged again.

For Meng Zhiying, I have to say that he is somewhat interested. After all, since childhood, there are women who flatter him everywhere, and there are few who dare to yell at him.

What about Qi Yan, friends who grew up wearing a pair of trousers are familiar with each other, and their weakness and connivance seem to be only open to each other...

Luo Han unconsciously compares his friends with women.

The more he thinks about it, the more confused he becomes, Luo Han Binghan's face once again has a layer of haze, and the whole body exudes an aura of rejection that no one should get near.

"Cold!"

A familiar voice came from behind him, Luo Han's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly turned his head. As expected, he saw Qi Yan running towards here out of breath.

Luo Han can't help but frown when he sees the fine sweat on his forehead: "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"I'm afraid, I won't catch up with you..." With his hands on his knees, it took Qi Yanping a long time to speak normally.

"What are you doing after me?"

"I want to go back with you."

Luo Han pursed his lips, looking at Qi Yan silently.

Qi Yan met his obscure gaze, gently raised the corners of his mouth, and raised a small smile.

"Go back, there are still many files left unprocessed."

"...Ayan, I think..."

"Let's go."

Seemingly flustered, Qi Yan interrupted what he was going to say next, stretched out his hand to grab his hand, and led him toward the school.

Looking at the hands held by the two, Luo Han suddenly wanted to understand something. On a foggy road, he seemed to see the fog dissipate, and the person in front looked at him with a smile on his face. Stretch out a hand...

[The male lead’s favorability for Qi Yan +15, current favorability: 90]

The smile at the corner of Qi Yan's mouth is as warm as sunshine.

From that day on, the relationship between Luo Han and Qi Yan was a bit subtle. Even other classmates were saying that they were together for almost everything.

It's no secret that the two young masters in the school are friends, but they rarely appear in the cafeteria to eat together before, let alone play football together.

"Huh..." Qi Yan wiped his sweat with a towel, took a gulp of water.

"Don't drink too eagerly." Luo Han's voice came from his ears, and Qi Yan turned to give him a big smile, and he didn't say anything when he was tired.

The two have played two classes of basketball, and the girls shouted outside the court. Qi Yan was a little bit aggressive. He accidentally played for a long time and couldn't breathe when he was tired.

Compared to him, Luo Han seemed much more relaxed.

After a while, Qi Yan got up to move his muscles and bones and asked casually: "Aren't you tired?"

Luo Han glanced at him and answered truthfully: "It's okay."

"Tsk." Qi Yan leaned over with a smile, suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek and tugged: "What he said is too annoying!"

Luo Han held his naughty hand helplessly, wrapped it firmly in the palm of his hand and took it down: "Don't make trouble."

"Who is arguing with you." Qi Yan hummed a little bit and said: "Call me next morning jog."

"Will you get up?"

"Why not, don't underestimate me!"

"Well, I will call you next time."

[The male protagonist's favorability for Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 95]

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The lady has something to say:

Is it going too smoothly? Hum, I don’t say anything _(:з」∠)_.