Kyungseong University.
Ye Lan stood at the door of the women's dormitory, dialing the phone over and over again.
The dormitory aunt behind the glass door looked at him coldly.
"Young man, I drive people like you out every day. Don't stay here. If you can't get in, you can't get in."
"Auntie, believe me, I really come to see my senior sister."
Ye Lan pressed the dial button again and said helplessly.
"If you can't come in, you can't come in. This is a school rule. Don't mess around."
The aunt smiled disdainfully, crossed her legs leisurely, and paid no attention to him.
Ye Lan's old face was slightly red, but he was helpless.
The second senior sister did not tell him the specific door number of the dormitory. If he sneaked in secretly, he would probably be arrested as a pervert.
A short black fat man squatting next to the flower bed sneered when he saw this: "Brother, your excuse is too lame. There are thousands of people in our school in each class. If you want to calculate it this way, Chu Youshu's juniors must have a small number of students." two thousand."
Ye Lan was stunned and couldn't help but said: "How did you know that I came to see Chu Youshu?"
The short black fat man raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that? I tell you the truth, there is no chance! There are not even a thousand but eight hundred people who want to chase Chu Youshu."
Ye Lan frowned, "What about you? Who are you waiting for?"
The fat man chuckled and said matter-of-factly: "Chu Youshu! Come here every day!"
No wonder the dormitory aunt turned a blind eye to him. Apparently, he was already a regular visitor.
Ye Lan's face was instantly covered with black lines.
His Ninth Senior Sister turned out to be the hegemonic goddess of Peking University despite her inconspicuous appearance.
It seems that there are still many people pursuing it.
"Brother, please retreat quickly. When Brother Xiaye comes, I'm afraid you won't get anything good to eat." The short black fat man suddenly said.
Ye Lan couldn't help being stunned and asked in confusion: "Who is Brother Ye?"
"Nangong Deye, you don't know, he has already let the wind go. Chu Youshu is his girlfriend. If anyone dares to touch her, he will never let her go."
The short black fat man muttered.
"What about you?" Ye Lan asked.
"I?"
The short black fat man raised his eyebrows, slowly took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket with a smile, and pressed the dial button.
"Brother Ye, eh, it's me. My sister-in-law brought a box of antiques into the dormitory at noon. I guess she should come down for dinner now! Hurry up, another one is chasing her."
Ye Lan's expression suddenly froze.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that he was a professional stalker.
Ye Lan's expression suddenly froze.
The fat man hung up the phone, raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Hurry up and leave! When brother Xia Ye sees you harassing Chu Youshu, there will definitely be no good consequences!"
"Don't look at me like this. To tell you the truth, I charge five hundred for providing clues. If I can catch him, Brother Ye will give me two thousand directly."
"As for me, Fatty, I have a good heart. If it had been anyone else, it would have been difficult for you to run away!"
I didn’t expect that there are people doing this kind of part-time job at Beijing University.
Ye Lan laughed angrily, "Thank you, but I am indeed here to see Senior Sister."
After saying that, he ignored the grumbling fat man, turned around, picked up the phone and dialed again.
The calls came one after another.
When the phone's power was still 10%, it was finally connected.
As soon as he answered the call, the gentle voice of Sister Ninth came.
"Junior brother, have you arrived in the capital?"
The pure Yang energy in his body was rising slowly, and Ye Lan said in a low voice: "What do you think?"
After a brief silence, there was an exclamation of surprise.
"I forgot! I'm sorry, junior brother, I'll pick you up right away!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Lan was so angry that her teeth itched.
At this moment, the short black fat man next to him stood up and ran not far away with a flattering face.
"Brother Ye, are you here?"
He had a smile on his face, his fat body swaying from side to side, and his attitude was extremely humble.
Ye Lan glanced curiously.
I saw a young man wearing a white suit walking slowly.
The young man had his hair slicked back and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a sense of maturity that was inconsistent with his age.
The fat man pointed at Ye Lan, as if he was complaining.
Nangong Deye squinted his eyes slightly, his gaze sinister, like a poisonous snake.
Ye Lan also looked him up and down.
Although the other party was well hidden, he could still sense the aura belonging to the cultivator.
The two people's eyes met, and Nangong Deye nodded slightly, showing a hypocritical smile.
Ye Lan, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows and didn't take him to heart.
"This classmate looks unfamiliar, doesn't he? I wonder which college he is from?"
Nangong Deye came over and stretched out his hand.
Ye Lan put his hands in his trouser pockets and said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"
Nangong Deye's expression changed, and he said in a cold tone: "Classmate, I'm afraid you don't know, but I still have some respect in Beijing University."
Ye Lan, who had been let go, the pure Yang energy in his body was rising, and said in a bad tone: "Get away."
Since the Nangong family has a close relationship with the Zhenlinglong Group, they are their enemies.
He doesn't mind charging a little interest in advance.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Deye not only showed no anger, but instead showed a smile, raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
"Brother, don't get angry, it will hurt your liver."
The moment his palm touched his shoulder, a vague chill immediately seeped in.
Cold poison!
Nangong Deye actually practiced the Spirit-Suppressing Dragon Group Technique.
Ye Lan's eyes narrowed and he was about to take action.
A surprised call came over.
"Junior brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed directly into his arms.
Feeling the huge softness, Ye Lan couldn't help but take two steps back.
Lowering her head, she was facing the cute and pretty face of Senior Sister Ninth, and below it was a large expanse of snow-white face.
Although she was dressed very conservatively, Ye Lan still saw the coveted ravine.
"Senior sister, you..."
As soon as Ye Lan opened his mouth, Nangong Deye's voice came from beside him.
"Youshu, is he your junior brother?"
Hearing this, Chu Youshu noticed the man next to him.
She frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Why are you here again? If you continue to harass me, will I call the police?"
Nangong Deye smiled indifferently, "How can this be considered harassment? Is it also sinful to pursue love in an honest way?"
Chu Youshu glared at him fiercely and didn't want to pay attention at all. Instead, she took Ye Lan's arm and walked out.
"Junior brother, I have already booked a room. It is an hourly room. You have to hurry up."
When Nangong Deye behind him heard this, the expression on his face was completely unbearable.
He took two quick steps to catch up and grabbed Chu Youshu's wrist, "What did you say?"
But the next second, a steel-like palm pinched his arm.
A cold voice came, "Get out!"
Feeling the inescapable force, Nangong Deye's face turned pale, and his true energy rolled out of his body.
But those extremely cold and gloomy Qi were like water droplets falling into the sea, without causing any waves.
Immediately afterwards, a hot breath blasted along his wrist.
His eyes widened in horror, his whole body trembled, and he struggled backwards with all his strength.
Ye Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous aura shot out from his eyes.
He opened his mouth and said silently: "Enjoy your last days!"
Then, he suddenly let go of his hand.
Nangong Deye suddenly fell to the ground. He was horrified to find that there was a burning sensation in his internal organs.
He hurriedly took out his cell phone and wanted to contact his family.
But when he took out his phone and looked at it, he realized that his phone had been broken at some point.
"Fat man, hurry! Send me back quickly!"
Nangong Deye's eyes widened and he said immediately.
The short black fat man was stunned for a moment. He didn't have time to ask questions, so he hurriedly helped him up and ran towards the school gate.
