reborn college era

Ye Fan went directly to the door of counselor Wen Hanbing's room and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Dong dong dong....

"Here, who is it?"

As footsteps sounded, Wen Hanbing's questioning voice came from the room.

"it's me."

Thinking of the beautiful scenery he saw last time when he unexpectedly came to hand in a self-reflection letter, Ye Fan deliberately lowered his voice and whispered.

"who?"

Because Ye Fan suppressed his voice, Wen Hanbing didn't recognize who it was, so she slowly opened the door a crack.

"Teacher Wen, you only opened a small crack in the door, what are you doing in the dark?" Ye Fan said deliberately a little surprised.

"You can't see the light of day."

Seeing that it was Ye Fan, Wen Hanbing quickly opened the door. She stretched out her hand as if to knock Ye Fan on the head: "Speak more seriously, why did you come to my dormitory again?"

Ye Fan said with a playful smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you Teacher Wen."

With that said, Ye Fan handed the fruit he just bought to Wen Hanbing.

Thinking of the last time Ye Fan came over with a letter of apology, he also brought grapes. Wen Hanbing couldn't help but said: "Why are you grapes again? Are you causing trouble again?"

"No way, I'm a good and upright student, and I only read the books of sages. How could I get into trouble... I have a guest? Huh?"

When Ye Fan walked in, he found a beautiful lady sitting in the living room. When she turned around, Ye Fan saw clearly that she was an "acquaintance".

Seeing that Ye Fan was so rude and kept staring at his best friend, Wen Hanbing, who followed him, quickly introduced: "This is Ye Fan, my student, this is Korean type, my friend..."

Ye Fan pretended to meet her for the first time and said hello: "Hello, Sister Xing, just call me Xiaofan."

Seeing Ye Fan extend his hand, Han Xing smiled and extended his hand politely.

Han Xing's small hands felt soft and boneless. If it weren't for the wrong occasion or the wrong person, Ye Fan would have wanted to play with them.

Seeing Ye Fan running up and shaking hands so familiarly, Wen Hanbing was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Puch..."

Seeing Ye Fan pretending to meet him for the first time, Han Xing couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Wen Hanbing and said, "Hanbing, you, a student, are quite interesting."

"Well, he's usually quite normal. I don't know if he took the wrong medicine today."

Being teased by her best friend, Wen Hanbing was a little embarrassed, so she gently wiped away the non-existent sweat.

Ye Fan suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, Teacher Wen, when you said that, I just remembered that I haven't had dinner yet. Have you eaten?"

Wen Hanbing took the grapes to wash and pointed at the dining table casually: "We just finished eating and the table hasn't been cleared yet."

Ye Fan rushed over to take a look, and said with great disappointment: "Teacher Wen, you really don't waste food. There are not even any leftovers. Why don't you give it to me, teacher?"

Seeing Ye Fan's disappointed face, Wen Hanbing couldn't help but laugh: "Puch, I want to eat from the teacher's vagina. It's a great idea. The kitchen is there, so you can do it yourself."

After hearing the conversation between the two masters and apprentices, Han Xing looked at his best friend who was smiling coquettishly. She didn't know what she thought of, and her eyes suddenly widened.

Ye Fan was not polite and grinned: "Okay then, I will do it myself and have enough food and clothing."

Ye Fan glanced at Han Xing and felt that her eyes looked strange. Ye Fan smiled at her and then ran to get the ingredients.

Seeing Ye Fan's mature and uninhibited smile, Han Xing strengthened her suspicion. She felt that Ye Fan looked very mature and sensible at first glance, not like a jerky student at all.

"Can you cook noodles?"

Seeing that Ye Fan actually took action, Wen Hanbing was a little suspicious. After washing the grapes, he quickly came over to take a look.

Ye Fan grinned: "You can despise my academic performance, but you must not doubt my cooking skills. Soon, you will be able to see Chef Ye's masterpiece."

After saying that, Ye Fan had already put on his apron and started crackling in the kitchen.

Wen Hanbing originally wanted to come over to help, but when he saw that Ye Fan was skillful with knives, Wen Hanbing was also surprised. This bastard was usually not serious, but he didn't expect that he could actually cook.

Wen Hanbing smiled and walked out with confidence.

When he returned to the living room and saw his best friend's strange expression, Wen Hanbing asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Well, it's okay, it's just a little hot."

Of course, Han Xing is embarrassed to say that kind of doubt.

"Well, that's how it is in Yangcheng. It's the end of September and the weather is still so hot..." Wen Hanbing nodded and didn't think much about it.

The two chatted for a while, and Han Xing whispered jokingly: "Han Bing, you student seems to be very familiar with this place. You don't know anything."

"cough....."

Hearing this, Wen Hanbing was eating grapes and almost choked. She quickly said: "What are you talking about? Although he looks a bit crooked, he actually doesn't have any bad intentions. Moreover, he is the squad leader and we are in contact with each other."

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Han Xing continued jokingly: "Look, I haven't even said anything yet, and you're protecting me right now. He, the squad leader, couldn't have come through the back door, right?"

"Sister Xing, I am very upright. If I can go through the front door, I will never go through the back door." Ye Fan, who had just finished cooking the noodles, said with a smile.

"cough......"

The best friend was whispering, but Ye Fan heard it. Wen Hanbing was eating grapes and almost choked again.

Han Xing looked at Ye Fan and smiled softly. She always felt that there was something meaningful in Ye Fan's words, but she had no evidence.

"Eh? Sister Xing, why are you so blushing?"

Ye Fan said with a smile and put the noodles on the coffee table in the living room.

Wen Hanbing saw Han Xing's pretty face blushing slightly, and she said with concern: "Are you still hot? I'll turn on the fan."

The Korean, who was a little embarrassed at first, quickly said: "Well, it's a bit hot, Xiaofan, why don't you go to the dining table to eat."

Ye Fanxin said that since you two beauties are in the living room, it would be boring for me to go to the dining table, but he said seriously: "The country encourages energy conservation and environmental protection, and if you go to the dining table, you have to turn on an extra fan, which is a waste of resources."

Wen Hanbing looked at the noodles on the coffee table and praised: "Your tomato and egg noodles look full of color, flavor and flavor, and your cooking skills are good."

Han Xing also changed the topic and praised: "Not many young people nowadays know how to cook. I didn't expect that you could cook an ordinary bowl of tomato and egg noodles with great success."

Ye Fan was raised by his family to live an independent life since he was a child. After working in his previous life, he occasionally cooked for himself and his cooking skills were pretty good.

In order to show off his skills in front of the two beauties, Ye Fan even arranged the plate a little. This bowl of noodles indeed looked delicious, delicious and tasty.

"Hey, are you two beauties still hungry? I can go down below and feed you."

Being praised by the two beauties, Ye Fan was also in a good mood, with a smile on his face. After he had a successful career in his previous life, he occasionally showed off his cooking skills and attracted many fans.

But he also knows that cooking is only a bonus skill for men. If a man only knows how to cook and cannot make money, he will be dismissed as not doing his job properly.

But if a man who has a successful career can also cook, that will be a big plus and he will be said to be a good family man.

Looking at Ye Fan's tempting noodles, Wen Hanbing was really a little moved. She pursed her lips lightly and was about to speak.