Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 351: Horror World? I Just Want to Fall in Love with Plants (66)

Zong Zhen hesitated for a class and finally sent a message to Fang Yu.

[I heard you were sick?]

The message fell on deaf ears, and Zong Zhen held his phone and waited all night but received no reply from Fang Yu.

Before going to bed, he tossed and turned in bed, and finally gritted his teeth and dialed the phone.

The phone rang until it was about to hang up before it was picked up.

Fang Yu's cold voice sounded from the other end: "What's the matter?"

Zong Zhen was choked. "The message I sent..."

"I didn't see it." Fang Yu interrupted him impatiently.

"Is your fever gone?"

"none of your business."

"Fang Yu!"

"Zong Zhen, I was just stabbed by a dog a few times. I deserved the injuries for being nosy. There are many men who can climb into my bed. Don't think you are special. I can't be responsible for every man who climbs into my bed. I can't handle it."

As if to verify his words, a gentle boy's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Xiaoyu, the medicine is ready. You should go to bed after taking it. The doctor said you need to rest more and not stay up too late today."

Only then did Zong Zhen remember that compared to him, Fang Yu was an expert in love and was never short of people around him.

Going to bed is a big deal for me, but for others it may be no different from being bitten by a mosquito.

He was still savoring the experience here, while the next person's turn came.

Zong Zhen has never been a good-tempered person. He prepared himself mentally before calling with a flattering face.

Now Fang Yu not only didn't give him any good face, but also humiliated him like this. Especially when he heard the boy's voice, Zong Zhen's anger rushed up and he started to speak without thinking.

"You're responsible? Dean Fang is probably overthinking it. I find people like you dirty. I called you just to ask if this is just a common cold. Don't let me get infected with any disease again."

"......" There was a sound of bowls and spoons breaking from the other end of the line, and Fang Yu's voice was almost trembling, "Zong Zhen, I am flattering you by calling you a beast!"

"Are you anxious now? Ah, I remember, I was overthinking it. Dean Fang is my teacher after all, and he still considers my interests first. Even when he lay down to serve as an antidote for me, he seemed to remember to let me take care of the tank the whole time, right?"

"Are you fucking done?" Fang Yu's voice came out from between his teeth.

"Not yet. I still have to thank you. Dean Fang, thank you. You taste good, but that's just good. I would like to savor it a few more times, but now when I think about it, I just feel it's boring and not interesting at all. As expected, playing with men is really boring. Only people like you can enjoy it."

After Zong Zhen finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone fell silent.

When neither of them spoke, it seemed as if the chill of winter was spreading along the signal to both sides.

Zong Zhen's heart seemed to be frozen by the coldness coming from the other end of the phone.

The coldness extinguished his rage that had just risen, and Zong Zhen suddenly began to regret saying such hurtful words.

"Fang Yu..."

"I understand. You don't need to say anything more." Fang Yu interrupted him with cold words, "Very good, now we can disgust each other and save trouble."

Fang Yu hung up the phone directly.

When Zong Zhen called again in panic, the phone on the other end was turned off.

After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

How can you be so talkative? What will happen if you forgive him?

If he humiliates you, will you lose a piece of meat?

Someone is sick because of you, and now you call him to make him angry. Don’t blame him for calling you a beast!

You are quite a beast.

Fang Yu didn't come to school for the next two days.

No one answered Zong Zhen's calls. He struggled through another weekend and finally met Fang Yu on Monday.

There was no longer any sign of illness on Fang Yu's face.

He seemed to be normal, still chatting and laughing in class, quoting from classics, which made the students laugh.

His gaze would still drift towards Xing Chen from time to time, and he made no secret of his love for Xing Chen. When it came to some interesting questions, he still liked to ask Xing Chen what the answers were.

Zong Zhen kept following him with his peripheral vision, but Fang Yu, like before, seemed to never look at him.

Nothing seems to have changed.

That ridiculous night between him and Fang Yu happened, yet it seemed as if it had not happened.

Only Zong Zhen himself knew that his state of mind had changed.

He was sitting here feeling restless, wanting Fang Yu to look at him, but also not wanting Fang Yu to look at him.

And his own gaze would unconsciously drift towards Fang Yu, and uncontrollably fall on Fang Yu's round and firm buttocks tightly wrapped in suit pants.

Certain images in his mind flooded out crazily, and he simply couldn't remain indifferent to the appearance of the other fish.

When the get out of class was over, Xing Chen took the initiative to call Fang Yu for the first time: "Dean, do you want to have dinner with us?"

Zong Zhen sat there and looked at Fang Yu expectantly.

Fang Yu's eyes drifted past him vaguely, and she smiled and said to Xing Chen, "It's rare that you take the initiative to speak up, but I have to go out for a meeting this afternoon, and some things are not prepared yet. I don't have time today, so let's eat together next time."

"Is it too late to just have a simple meal?"

"It's too late."

Xing Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, let's get together next time."

Zong Zhen's eyes gradually darkened.

After Fang Yu walked out of the classroom, he followed her downstairs to get lunch.

Fang Yu acted as if he was unaware that he was following him. After going downstairs, he hurriedly walked towards the office building.

Zong Zhen took the food from the servant waiting downstairs in a daze.

When I turned around and was about to walk towards the stairs, I saw Xingchen and Yundui walking down the stairs.

"Zong Zhen," Xing Chen waved at him, "I suddenly want to eat the rice noodles from the restaurant outside the school today, so I won't eat with you."

Zong Zhen held the food in his hand and said "Oh" to him blankly.

Xing Chen waved at him and looked at the food in his hand.

"Hey, he should have come down earlier. Dean Fang said he was busy in a meeting and probably didn't have time to eat. It would be nice to pack him a meal to eat in the car. The food outside is not as delicious and clean as the one cooked by your chef."

After Xingchen finished speaking, he took Yundui’s hand and left.

Zong Zhen stood there, blinking and staring blankly at Xing Chen's receding back for a long time.

It shouldn't be.

Was it his illusion? He always felt that Xing Chen seemed to know something.

No, no matter how smart Xing Chen is, he can't know everything. I am just being too suspicious now.

Zong Zhen shook his head and walked towards the stairs. When he was about to step onto the steps, his feet suddenly stopped.

He stood there gritting his teeth, turned around, and walked quickly towards the office building.