Section 2.

"Don't waste words!" Bian Nan impatiently interrupted Wan Fei. He had been pursuing Zhang Xiaorong for two months, and it was indeed a sporadic pursuit. He really didn't know he had a competitor.

Bin Nan glanced at him without saying a word. After Wan Fei dressed neatly, the two walked out of the bathhouse. Wan Fei whispered while playing with a small gossip player, "I heard this kid is quite arrogant. After graduating from Da Guang with a major in shipping, there was constant civil war, right? He has only been here for half a semester and he's already been taken care of...".

Forget it. What if Zhang Xiaorong takes a look and says, "Isn't this the one I didn't want last month?" Then I'm done for.Wan Fei shook his head. "What a pity. It's so expensive. Why don't you keep it? I'll give it to a girl who isn't from the medical school next time I hook up with someone."

Are you going out tonight? Bian Nan stuffed the clothes he had changed out of into a plastic bag and threw it into the cabinet.

"Damn, so enthusiastic!" He opened one eye and glanced at Wan Fei, "Tell me, did your water card run out again?"

With one kick, Bian Nan hit the dormitory door. The door let out a miserable cry and slammed into the wall. The cracks on the door panel, which were already stretching, suddenly widened significantly.

No one pays attention to such a handsome face. Wan Fei looked at him, "Are you sad?"

Last month, when it was Zhang Xiaorong's birthday, he bought a necklace. However, the recipient unexpectedly confiscated it and didn't even give him a chance to explain. They immediately blocked him on phone, WeChat, and QQ, and only unblocked him after half a month.

I thought you knew. Wan Fei added, staring at his face.

You two are quite lively. Sun Yifan leaned over to Bian Nan and stared at his face for a while, "Did Lao Jiang not kill you two?"

Just as he reached out his hand, Wan Fei handed him the bottle of shower gel.

As Bian Nan shook the towel, Wan Fei quickly dodged. With a swift motion of his hand, the towel made a loud sound as it whipped through the air.

行行行, say something related to you, I haven't dared to tell you before, just hoping that you can discover it yourself. Wan Fei paused, waiting for Bian Nan to respond, but Bian Nan remained silent, so he had to clear his throat and continue, "I heard, just heard, that Zhang Xiaorong is pursuing him."

Where did all your money go? You don't smoke, drink, play cards, or chase after girls... As Bian Nan counted one after another, he felt that Wan Fei could be considered the moral benchmark of their tennis class.

As soon as he heard that Qiu Yi was in the shipping industry, he felt a sudden sense of blockage in his heart.

"Opponent?" Bian Nan paused, "I still have an opponent? Why don't I know?"