God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1499: Imagination Running Wild!

Some people came to the medical clinic and wanted to stay, which made the place a bit crowded.

Originally, Fang Yi suggested that the two of them could stay at a hotel, at his own expense, but Leng Wushuang showed a disdainful look.

"The sheets in those hotels, who knows how many people have rolled around on them, just thinking about it is disgusting. Junior brother, you wouldn’t want your senior sister to stay in such a place, would you? Have a heart, will you?" At this moment, the usually bold Leng Wushuang put on a pitiful expression.

Honestly, it really did make one’s heart race.

"I only have one bed here; it’s too crowded," Fang Yi said.

"The floor," the flat-headed man said indifferently, not caring at all where he slept.

"All right, since guests are guests, I’ll sleep on the floor with my second senior brother then." Fang Yi sighed, looking at Leng Wushuang again, "You sleep in my bed."

Leng Wushuang widened her beautiful eyes, "You’re not sleeping with me?"

Fang Yi: "When did I ever say I was going to sleep with you?"

Leng Wushuang: "Aren’t you asking your senior sister to warm the bed for you?"

Fang Yi said, "Did you seriously believe that joke? Come on, go to sleep already."

"You are really... something else..."

Leng Wushuang glanced at Fang Yi, who had already brought out a quilt, and at the second senior brother setting up a floor bed. Suddenly, something dawned on her, her eyes lit up, "Junior brother, you’re not sleeping with me because you’re... you’re..."

"I’m what?"

"You... you actually like that kind of thing!" Leng Wushuang almost jumped up as she said.

"..."

Fang Yi’s mouth twitched, his expression was quite remarkable. What’s going on in this woman’s head? How did such a person become my senior sister?

Bold, domineering, a big boss type, and besides that, she’s actually a...

Fujoshi!

Her imagination is too powerful!

Fang Yi felt like he couldn’t compare.

After fussing for over ten minutes, Leng Wushuang finally went inside, leaving only Fang Yi and the flat-headed man in the main hall, each setting up a floor bed on opposite sides.

Fang Yi lay flat, eyes open. Although he was tired, for some reason, he still couldn’t sleep. He went over his plans in his mind, one by one.

Just like counting sheep, his mind finally got tired, and Fang Yi slowly fell asleep.

...

In the winter morning, the light was slow to come. Even though it was seven o’clock, the sky was still dark and hadn’t brightened up.

But Hao Caijun stood by the riverbank, his bicycle parked by the roadside. He had been waiting for a while, initially feeling nothing, but gradually becoming a bit anxious.

It had been so long, and that person still hadn’t come. He had to be at school by eight o’clock sharp. If the person didn’t come soon, he’d have to head to school himself.

Just then, several high school students in uniforms passed by on bicycles. Seeing Hao Caijun, one of them asked, "Hao Caijun, are you coming with us? Let’s go!"

Hao Caijun shook his head and said, "You guys go on ahead. I’ll wait a bit longer."

One tall and sturdy student immediately burst out laughing and mocked, "Really, Hao Caijun, you’re not actually waiting for some master to take you as a disciple and teach you skills, are you? Have you watched too many movies and gone crazy? Do you need to get checked out at the hospital?"

Hao Caijun glanced at that classmate, feeling wronged, but said nothing, keeping the grievance to himself and enduring it silently.

Seeing that Hao Caijun didn’t speak, the group of students lost interest and simply rode their bikes away. But the cold words they left behind reached Hao Caijun’s ears, striking against his dignity.