I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

Chapter 232 Nickname

Duan Ye came back to his senses and subconsciously grabbed Zhao Ruoming's shoulders!

Zhao Ruoming was mentally prepared, so he didn't panic. He just frowned and said, "Duan Ye, what's wrong with you? Do you dislike me?"

"How is that possible!" Duan Ye's eyes widened. "Even if I——"

Without waiting for Duan Ye to finish speaking, Zhao Ruoming sighed and silently took a step back.

"You are my good brother (emphasis added)," Zhao Ruoming looked at Duan Ye with a disappointed look in his eyes, "I was planning to tell you this secret. If I had known that you would look at me like this, I would have kept it a secret from you forever."

Duan Ye was confused and anxious, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on Zhao Ruoming: "What kind of look did I give you?!"

Zhao Ruoming lied with his eyes open: "You are shouting and yelling and jumping up and down, if this isn't disgust, what is it?"

Duan Ye felt aggrieved, like a giant princess who had slept on a bed full of peas all night: "I jumped because I was too surprised! I wasn't shouting at you, I was shouting at him!"

Danye waved his hand, and his fingertips almost poked Fyodor's nose. Danye seemed not to notice, and pointed at Fyodor and asked: "Who is he! How long have we known each other? How many times have you met him?"

In just a few minutes, Fedor had been downgraded from "Old Fedor" to "something". Fortunately, Fedor didn't seem to understand and was still staring at Duan Ye expressionlessly. There was not even any fluctuation in his expression on his face, which was as noble and handsome as the snow field.

Zhao Ruoming glanced at Fyodor. It didn't matter where this mysterious Russian guy came from, as long as he was useful, it was fine.

Zhao Ruoming said with great sorrow like a real love-brained person: "Duan Ye! I don't allow you to say that about him! He...he..."

Zhao Ruoming was stuck for a long time and couldn't think of any compliments to praise Fyodor. In the end, he could only use the panacea: "He is a good man!"

Dan Ye: “.”

Zhao Ruoming took another step back and sighed to Duan Ye: "Fyodor and I don't speak the same language. We finally overcame many obstacles and became a couple..."

Zhao Ruoming paused, silently complained in his heart for a while, and then continued to speak emotionally: "I came to you today to ask you what couples should do. After all, he and I are both in a relationship for the first time, so we don't really understand these things."

I've never been in love before! Dan Ye almost screamed, why are you asking me?

Zhao Ruoming blinked (203 timely gave her two drops of eye drops), and said dejectedly: "I wanted to ask my good brother to give me some advice, but who knew you would react so strongly. Forget it. Fedor, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Before Duan Ye could react, he grabbed Zhao Ruoming and said, "You are not going anywhere!"

Fyodor, who had been as quiet as a dead man, finally moved. He put one hand on Danye's arm and gently pushed Danye away: "Duan, what are you doing?"

Duan Ye rudely shook off the other person's hand and said, "What does our business have to do with a big white bear like you?"

Fyodor's expression did not change at all. He turned to Zhao Ruoming and was about to say something when Third Young Master Duan sneered, "Oh, I forgot. You don't understand, right?"

The poor student Duan Ye used up all his vocabulary and repeated the sentence in English. Afraid that the other party might not understand, he raised his middle finger.

Fedor didn't even move his eyelids as he took Zhao Ruoming's hand and then looked at Duan Ye.

Fyodor's pale lips moved slightly and uttered something in Russian.

It was a language that Danye could not understand, but Danye felt humiliated. Fyodor's expression and tone were so calm, as if Danye was just a child crying for candy - a high-handed, calm provocation.

Duan Ye's face suddenly turned cold. If Duan Cheng was here, he would immediately see that this was a sign that Duan Ye was going to give up the verbal dispute and take action directly.

However, Duan Ye did not take action. He just looked at Zhao Ruoming deeply and left without saying a word.

Zhao Ruoming looked at Duan Ye's back and asked curiously, "Brother Tongzi, what did the Russian say? Sukabulie?"

203 replied after a while: "A meaningless lie."

Zhao Ruoming said unhappily, "Tongzi's father, when did you learn to slack off? Literal translation, do you understand literal translation?"

203 paused and said helplessly: "He said, 'She is mine.'"

Zhao Ruoming: “…”

Zhao Ruoming shuddered and shook off Fyodor's hand.

203 paused, thinking that Zhao Ruoming was sick: "Host, do you want to beat him up?"

Zhao Ruoming was silent for a moment.

Just as 203 was ready to strike—

“Aaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

Zhao Ruoming laughed like a goose: "Don't make me laugh! What kind of old-fashioned domineering declaration is this? Woman! You are mine! Your hair is mine! Your body is mine! Your..."

203 fell silent.

If Zhao Ruoming had any romantic cells in him, he would suspect that the cells had been genetically modified. The good news was that Zhao Ruoming did not find Fyodor disgusting. The bad news was that Zhao Ruoming thought Fyodor was mentally ill.

Fedor was pushed away by Zhao Ruoming, but he didn't react at all. He just nodded at Zhao Ruoming and was about to leave.

He worked so diligently and left as soon as the business was done. He was truly a tool chosen by God. Zhao Ruoming's curiosity was immediately piqued.

Zhao Ruoming held Fyodor's shoulder, put on the translator sponsored by 203, and said in Russian: "Fyodor, wait a minute."

Fyodor turned around, lowered his eyes, and looked at Zhao Ruoming expressionlessly.

The other person's expression was completely different from the one he had just shown in front of Duan Ye. It was not surprising to say that his soul had been replaced. Zhao Ruoming raised his eyebrows and asked directly, "Who are you?"

Fyodor said without hesitation, "Fyodor."

The answer was meaningless. Zhao Ruoming stared into the other person's blue eyes and suddenly asked, "203?"

Fyodor tilted his head: "Is this the dormitory number?"

At the same time, 203 also said: "Host, you called me?"

Zhao Ruoming shook his head: "Nothing." Then he said to Fyodor: "Thank you for helping me today, no matter what the reason is. Fyodor."

Fyodor carefully identified the other person's lip shape - Zhao Ruoming's lips were beautiful, and because of his good health, the color of his lips was very rosy, looking like two petals. Of course, Fyodor was just looking at the shape of his lips.

Fyodor suddenly said: "Fejia."

"what?"

Fyodor said: "Fejia. You can call me that."