"Ahem, Huihui, please pay attention to your image. This is really not good. Pay attention to your image, really." Zhang Fan looked at Feng Hui, who was laughing crazily across the video, and he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
It seems that, I don’t know when, the painting styles of Feng Hui and others have changed... They have all been led astray.
When did it start...
If this situation continues to develop, it is estimated, maybe, should, probably, that in the days to come, the probability that he may be domestically abused will reach 100%.
He didn't want to become the second Ma Tianzheng.
Ma Tian is Ma Ling'er's father, and he is also a... strict wife...
Could it be that the "black sheep" among them is... Ma Ling'er?
Damn it, maybe it’s really her. Is she the one who led Bai Chenxi, a girl who is usually honest, gentle and virtuous, into something bad?
Even Feng Hui, who ran deep into the maze of hell, was no exception.
etc......
No, it seems that there are some very key words that have been said by someone before.
what exactly is it?
etc.
Come on, come on.
I remembered.
It seems that Feng Lu said last night that they have a group of best friends.
Could it be that Ma Linger misled Feng Hui and the others through this so-called best friend group?
Maybe it's really possible.
"Hui Hui, the question I wanted to ask just now is, do you still have a group of best friends?" Zhang Fan asked with a pale face and his mouth was dry.
It is possible that some kind of so-called teaching poisonous chicken soup against him was spread through this group of girlfriends.
Now, I don’t know who is still a good person.
"Girlfriend group? How did you know?" Feng Hui suddenly became curious. She didn't expect that Zhang Fan even knew about the girlfriend group.
They all had a tacit understanding of the existence of a group of best friends and never mentioned it to Zhang Fan.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Feng Hui's mind, and she thought of the person who was most likely to leak the secret.
Feng Lu? !
It was indeed Feng Lu.
This damn girl is really not strict at all.
When I turn around, if I catch her, I'll beat her to death.
"It's okay. I'm just asking casually. Don't take it seriously." Zhang Fan saw that the smile on Feng Hui's face had solidified, and he knew that he had exposed something very bad. If he continued to ask, he might One second would stir up a hornet's nest, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "Hui Hui, I noticed that you seem to have become better looking recently."
"Has she become better-looking? Why don't I know? No change?" Feng Hui took out a round dressing mirror from the side and looked at herself. She found that there was no change, and she couldn't help but have doubts on her face.
"She really looks better, and when she smiles, there are little dimples on both sides of her mouth. It really makes people want to go up and pinch her." Zhang Fan praised Feng Hui as much as possible, trying to make her forget what happened just now.
"Really or not?" Feng Hui pinched her soft little face with her hands and found the dimples. She immediately smiled even happier, and even her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.
"Of course it's true, I'm not joking with you."
"I really want you to come back. I look forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that you can come back." Zhang Fan sincerely expressed his true feelings.
After hearing this, Feng Hui was deeply moved. She was about to boast that she was sensible, but the next second, she saw the nosebleeds in Zhang Fan's nostrils bursting out uncontrollably, even if there was a blockage of toilet paper, she didn't care. use.
Seeing this scene, Feng Hui's smile froze on her face again. After a long time, she exhaled a sigh of relief and cursed: "You bad man, you are no longer the Xiao Fanfan I knew before. You look like this even when you see me now." Excited? This nosebleed keeps flowing, and I have already imagined that you must have been messing around outside during my absence."
"snort,
Ignore you, don't talk to me these two days, I'm going to have a cold war with you. "
After saying this, Feng Hui immediately hung up the chat video.
Zhang Fan: "???"
Holy shit, this nosebleed is all my fault?
What heinous and unforgivable sin have I committed?
Now even you, little Huihui, dare to laugh at me. It’s really sad.
Why.
Zhang Fan sighed again and again, with a bitter look on his face. He was so angry that he leaned against the railing while the rain stopped...
Hey, why am I reciting poetry?
...
Since Feng Hui hung up the video, no matter how many messages Zhang Fan sent without replying, she felt numb all over.
With a depressed expression, he was no longer in the mood to play with his phone, so he threw it aside, covered his eyes and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was getting dark. He picked up his phone and looked at it, and found that it was already 20:38 in the evening.
The growling sound in his stomach made him feel hungry.
So Zhang Fan hurried to the bathroom, washed his face, and went out.
Strangely enough, when I woke up, I no longer had nosebleeds, and any strange symptoms disappeared.
Could it be that I am already so weak now... No, am I now so unable to be stimulated?
Just seeing a beautiful woman makes you have a nosebleed?
If it's someone you know, forget it, but if you see an unknown beauty on the street and accidentally get a nosebleed, wouldn't you be called to the police and taken to the police station to drink tea?
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, really bad luck.
If a good young man like me turns into a polite scum or a sanctimonious beast because of a nosebleed...
I can't say that about myself.
He is a good person.
Forget it, too lazy to think about it.
Now go and eat.
So hungry, so hungry, yes! go to eat.
When he came outside, Zhang Fan wandered towards the outside of the community.
Today is Friday, and it seems that the roast duck restaurant in the east part of the community is offering a discount. I happened to wake up today and really wanted to eat roast duck, so I decided to buy one and try it.
Hopefully, the duck meat won’t be so bad.
After a while, he finally had enough to eat and drink and returned to the wealthy palace.
Although I slept all day long, I started to feel sleepy again after eating.
I really feel like sleeping after eating.
Lying on the soft and comfortable big bed, Zhang Fan couldn't help but send a message to Feng Hui.
【Are you still here? Huihui! 】
But... when the next message prompt appeared from the bottom of the chat box, his expression suddenly changed.
【Ding! The message was sent but rejected by the other party. 】
Seeing this scene, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Fan's forehead, and he murmured in disbelief: "Are you kidding...I've been blocked?!"
"Since Huihui and the others have a group of besties, I might as well ask Xiaohua and Xiaoxi to help me ask."
Zhang Fan suddenly had an idea. He had an idea. He could ask Jiang Xiaohua and the others to help him ask Feng Hui why he was blacklisted.
Who did you learn from this habit of constantly quarreling with black people?
Could it be that he has been affected by watching too much Poisonous Chicken Soup?
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