• In the second round of the game, Fu Yan was a commoner.
• To be honest, being a good person is really boring. If he had a choice, he would rather be a bad person.
• After walking around twice, Fu Yan saw that everyone looked like a wolf. He observed while walking, and turned his head to see Song Yaxuan and Zhang Zhenyuan looking at each other. When he turned around, Zhang Zhenyuan had already fallen to the ground.
• ???
• Song Yaxuan?
• Fu Yan was still a little unsure, and continued to circle, staring at Song Yaxuan secretly from the corner of his eye.
• After walking three circles, Fu Yan just ran into him. Song Yaxuan's eyelashes were slender and thick. I don't know if he read it wrong. He blinked?
• Then Fu Yan reported Song Yaxuan, but reporting the error was equivalent to suicide.
• Then Fu Yan died so indistinctly.
• The end of the game, Yan Haoxiang is a wolf, that is so typical of the fans called the game king.
• Fu Yan found a place to sit down, picked up the water and took a sip. His slender and distinct fingers un*ed the cap of the bottle, put it to his mouth and took a big sip. The movements were very pleasing to the eye.
• After a little rest, Song Yaxuan came over. Fu Yan glanced at him, and his eyes seemed to say that he had something to say.
• Song Yaxuan hesitated for a moment and asked somewhat embarrassed.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Why did you report me?
• The child's voice was soft and glutinous, and his tone was aggrieved.
• 

  fuyan

  You kill in front of me, I don't report you who to report?
• 

  songyaxuan

  But I am not!
• Song Yaxuan grabbed Fu Yan's hand and wanted to explain clearly.
• 

  fuyan

  I know, so I didn't report it dead.
• Looking at the aggrieved child in front of him, Fu Yan chuckled and coaxed softly.
• 

  fuyan

  Okay, okay, brother is wrong, don't be angry, brother apologizes to you.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Huh!
• After thinking about it, Fu Yan suddenly said.
• 

  fuyan

  It's not Xuan Xuan, you're not a wolf. What are you blinking at? Seduce me?
• The man's voice was low and magnetic, and the tail sound was a little seductive. The corners of his mouth were casual and sexy, and Song Yaxuan blushed and heartbeat when he heard it.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Not at all!
• 

  fuyan

  Huh? What's that?
• Fu Yan continued to tease the child, looking at him blushing and explaining, cute to death.
• Feeling that Fu Yan was teasing herself, Song Yaxuan's milk roared fiercely.
• 

  songyaxuan

  Ignore you!
• Seeing that he was angry, Fu Yan smiled and pulled the child who wanted to run away into his arms, rubbing his little head.
• 

  fuyan

  No, no, no, brother is wrong, baby.
• 

  fuyan

  Take it easy.
• Song Yaxuan felt that he was too indecisive, and was coaxed by him when he said baby, but in all fairness, his name baby sounded pretty good, hehe.
• The two made a fuss for a while before continuing the class.
• Returning to the dormitory in the evening, it was still early. Ma Jiaqi and He Junlin were ready to cook some supper.
• 

  majiaqi

  Eat?
• Ma Jiaqi pointed to the pot to Fu Yan, the language is concise
• Don't say it's okay, just say it and get hungry.
• 

  fuyan

  Eat.
• After a while, all the staff came to eat, that a little instant noodles is definitely not enough, they secretly ordered takeaway.
• Looking at the table full of delicious food, Fu Yan suddenly felt a little guilty, but it was only for a moment.
• While eating and chatting, because Fu Yan had just joined, most of the words were still on him.
• The oldest Ding Chengxin has just turned eighteen, the youngest Liu Yaowen is only fifteen now, and Fu Yan is only second among them, seventeen years old.
• Although people are quite small, they are quite mature in speaking and doing things. After all, they left home early and came into contact with the entertainment industry very early. What is valuable is that they have always maintained the unique temperament of teenagers. In the big dye vat of the entertainment industry, they are still Clean as ever, which is why Fu Yan chose the peak of the times.
• It was almost eleven o'clock. After clearing the table, Fu Yan said good night to them and walked back to the room.
• Not sure if it was an illusion, Fu Yan felt that after the conversation tonight, they seemed to be closer to each other again, as if a bundle of rope had tied them together.
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• 

  ahe

  A lot of messages, babies, Ayan has now integrated into this big family, congratulations 🎉🎉 （*＾ワ＾*）
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