City God Level Accompanying System

Chapter 282 Don't Dislike~
Chapter 282 Don't Dislike~
Seeing Du Yanran looking at him intently, Zhang Fan's heart moved and he lowered his head slowly.

The Ferris wheel rotates at a constant rate, slowly moving from the highest point to the lowest point.

During this process, Zhang Fan and Du Yanran never separated.

squeak!!
The ferris wheel returned to its original position, and the carriage made contact with the track, making a harsh sound.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan and Du Yanran in the carriage reluctantly let go of each other.

"You have lipstick here!"

Du Yanran shaved the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth with her fingertips, and told him that she had left a mark of lipstick here.

"You too! You've got all your makeup on! Except, I think we need to get off the Ferris wheel now."

Seeing Du Yanran taking out the mirror to kiss you, Zhang Fan held her hand, pointed to the staff waiting outside, and said flatly. .

Zhang Fan covered Du Yanran's upper body with his coat, and walked out of the carriage with his arms around her slender waist.

The staff looked at Zhang Fan and Du Yanran with strange expressions.

We are all grown-ups, and she naturally knows what this means.

The staff member Jiang Mu looked at Du Yanran who buried her head in Zhang Fan's arms.

Hey, the famous grass has an owner, what a pity!
……

inside the car.

Du Yanran was sitting in the driver's seat, facing the rearview mirror, seemingly concentrating on applying makeup.

Zhang Fan was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, leaning sideways, holding his left face with one hand, watching Du Yanran touch up his makeup with a smile on his face.

Du Yanran and Zhang Fan remained in such a strange state for a full 10 minutes before being broken by Du Yanran.

"Should we go back to school? There is still class tomorrow!"

"It's rare to come out once, how can you go back so early?"

Familiar conversations are repeated.

However, this time the two sides who spoke were switched.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to support the left cheek, held Du Yanran's right hand, and said softly: "This time, you still say you don't like me? Just now on the Ferris wheel, you seem to be more interested than me, right?"

"I.I..I"

Du Yanran bit her lower lip, she hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Du Yanran hesitated to speak, Zhang Fan patted the back of her left hand and asked softly.

Du Yanran turned around to look at Zhang Fan, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "I don't know if I like you or not."

"I don't know? How could you not know about this kind of thing?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Yanran in astonishment.

"I just don't know!!"

Du Yanran puffed her cheeks, and said depressedly: "I. I. I have always hated men, so I don't think I will like you."

I hate men, so I don't like me, this reason is okay.

Zhang Fan threw a mind-reading technique at Du Yanran, and found that this was really her true thought, so he twitched speechlessly.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Zhang Fan and Du Yanran didn't speak any more, and the quiet needle drop could be heard in the carriage.

"It's getting late, shall we go back to school?"

Du Yanran withdrew her hand from Zhang Fan's, and softly broke the silence in the carriage.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan shook his head.

"Huh? What else are you doing?"

Du Yanran looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously, wondering what other thoughts or plans he had in the future.

"I want to help you test whether you like me or not."

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to help Du Yanran brush her fallen hair behind her ear and said calmly.

"How to measure?"

Du Yanran opened her big eyes and looked at Zhang Fan curiously.

She herself couldn't tell whether she hated Zhang Fan or not.

She is also very curious about the answer to this question.

"How to measure? It's very simple!"

Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth, stroked Du Yanran's delicate face, and asked softly, "Do you hate me touching your face?"

Du Yanran blushed, closed her eyes, and carefully felt her true thoughts.

After a full minute, Du Yanran opened her eyes, looked at Zhang Fan and shook her head.

Not only did she not hate Zhang Fan touching her, but she also hoped that Zhang Fan would not stop.

"So what?"

Zhang Fan's fingertips brushed across Du Yanran's cheeks, gradually slid down, and began to caress slowly.

Because Zhang Fan's left hand was a little cold, Du Yanran's first reaction was to retract her right leg, and then she blushed again and moved her leg back.

"No. No.. I don't hate~"

Du Yanran said coquettishly with a hint of sound.

Hearing that Du Yanran's voice was a little pale, Zhang Fan looked at her pretty face, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

He knew that Principal Du was in love with Tsundere again.

In fact, Du Yanran subconsciously doesn't dislike Zhang Fan, and even likes Zhang Fan.

It was just because of various factors that she forcibly denied her subconscious mind.

So she didn't know if she fell in love with Zhang Fan or not.

Zhang Fan withdrew his hand from Du Yanran's right leg.

The moment his hand left, Du Yanran's pretty red face flashed with regret.

It's a pity to move away so soon.

Zhang Fan caught her regretful expression, raised the corner of his mouth, and struck again with his retracted left hand.

"How about this? Do you find it annoying?"

exhort!
Du Yanran turned her face away, ashamed to answer this question.

She doesn't answer questions.

Zhang Fan didn't stop.

All of a sudden, the temperature in the compartment continued to rise.

Snapped!!
Du Yanran knocked off Zhang Fan's left hand, cast a sharp look at him, lowered her eyelids, and obediently buttoned the white shirt inside the suit jacket.

This family seems to have undone a row of buttons for her without a sound.

Fortunately, it is winter and the temperature is a bit low.

Otherwise, she might not be able to react.

Zhang Fan took back his beaten left hand, looked at Du Yanran who had bowed his head and focused on buttoning his buttons for thousands of years, and said every word.

"I think after the few small tests just now, you should be very clear, do you hate me or like me?"

"Hate you!"

Just as Zhang Fan finished speaking, Du Yanran raised her head and said quickly.

Hearing this, without further ado, Zhang Fan directly threw her a mind-reading technique.

Oops!
Zhang Fan didn't tell me that I didn't notice it, I seemed to really like him.

After Zhang Fan listened to Du Yanran's heartfelt words, the corners of his mouth rose, and a slightly smug smile appeared on his face.

"Hate?
Why didn't you say it when I was just now?
If it were someone else, you would have been blown up long ago, wouldn't you?"

"If you don't listen, don't listen! The monks are chanting sutras!"

Seeing that Zhang Fan was about to start explaining the reason, Du Yanran covered her ears with her hands and shook her head like a rattle.

"No matter what you say, I just don't like you!"

"If you don't like it, you don't like it!"

Hearing her words, Zhang Fan leaned his head back and said calmly

"Oh, it's getting late, let's drive."

What Du Yanran is best at is being stubborn and upright.

So Zhang Fan didn't bother to argue with her on this issue.

like?
still hate
After everything goes back to school and to the dormitory, it will be decided naturally.

"Are you angry?!"

Du Yanran put down her hands covering her ears, leaned in front of Zhang Fan, and said timidly.

Zhang Fan looked at the pretty face close at hand, closed his eyes, and said lightly: "No, it's getting late, I'm sleepy."

see his eyes closed
As if he didn't want to look at him or listen to him, Du Yanran felt that he was really angry.

(End of this chapter)