[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

Inside the giant bronze coffin, Wen Lang was still lying safely in it. Seeing this scene, Ye Fan should be happy. After all, what he was worried about was what the system would do to Wen Lang. However, if the person lying in front of him hadn't already been transformed Wen Lang, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, is fine.Even Ye Fan needs to use a few ancient characters to suppress him so that he will not turn into a child because of the powerful medicine, and Wen Lang is no exception.

Now, Wen Lang knew that there was nothing he could do.

Ye Fan, who once dreamed that Wen Lang would wake up and start a happy life:=_=

"Damn." In the end, he still couldn't hold back and cursed again.

The system was expressionless, and Ye Fan's scolding was completely harmless to him, and he was still in the mood to comfort him: "I only fed six, and I didn't feed all of them to the host." But these words are in this case No matter how you look at it, it means gloating.

Are you afraid that Wen Lang will turn into a baby if you feed them all?

Ye Fan wanted to kick him out, but considering the small size of the system, he probably had to be kicked back by Wen Lang.

Unable to tell how much suffering was in his heart, Ye Fan began to help Wen Lang absorb the divine root.

He picked up Wen Lang, and first engraved nine ancient characters on Wen Lang's body to suppress him.He didn't want the already small person to be even smaller. At that time, would he be a partner or a father?

"Before feeding the magic medicine this time, you should send the host's consciousness back." The system was born lightly.

"Send it back?" Ye Fan was a little bit reluctant, and there was always a feeling of unfinished business on his face.

The system wanted to kick him. This guy took advantage of the host's sleep and said it was healing every day, but he just entered the sea of ​​consciousness with a bodhi seed in his arms, stared inside, and held Wen Lang in his arms. He was simply a pervert. .

"That's right." He gritted his teeth and said this.

"Okay." Ye Fan finally compromised. After all, according to their expectations, the second feeding of the magic medicine was to increase the spirit.If Wen Lang's spiritual thoughts before were just the light of rice grains, then taking the magic medicine and Ye Fan's nourishment these days should also transform into the size of a lake.

There was already a walnut-sized spiritual thought that Ye Fan sent into Wen Lang's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the face under Wen Lang's light, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, it was really rosy.Ye Fan smiled, melted the god root he got today, and put his fingers to Wen Lang's mouth. As soon as the liquid surging with life energy touched the light-colored lips, it poured in one after another.

After finishing everything, Ye Fan hugged him and stopped moving.He imagined a lot, thinking about what he would do when Wen Lang woke up.It's to start a fire, tell him how sad he is for hiding his death, then kiss him, tell him that he likes him, and let's be together.

However, when Wen Lang really opened his eyes and looked at him, Ye Fan just wanted to hug him and not speak.

He is completely confused. It stands to reason that Wen Lang's 13-year-old appearance does not give him any sense of fear and disobedience. When looking at him, Ye Fan only felt distressed.

He likes Wen Lang so much, why would he be afraid and anxious.

The preconceived smile on the corner of his mouth, and the pretended anger in his eyes disappeared in an instant. Ye Fan looked at Wen Lang, at a loss, and finally could only hold him in his arms, and never let go.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Wen Lang's hand patted on his body, the smaller palm of a teenager, the immature voice, and the shrunken body are all Ye Fan's great comfort now.

The system that had been watching for a while quietly disappeared. Before leaving, he was still wondering if he had bullied Ye Fan a little bit. Seeing him like that, it doesn't look like he is going to do something bad now.

Facts have proved that he thinks Ye Fan too well.

How could Ye Fan, who had buried his head on Wen Lang enough and acted coquettishly enough, let go of this opportunity, he had to follow the stick. At this time, he must take advantage of Wen Lang's guilt towards him.

Wen Lang felt a little uncomfortable when he woke up. Although he woke up with the magical medicine, the medicine had not completely melted, but when he woke up, he found a guy lying on him like a big dog, and he was still irritable and irritable. In the angry period, how can he do it if he is not appeased.

Driven by guilt, he comforted him and followed him, but Ye Fan made more demands in the end.

"Kiss me, I'll feel better. I'm cold now and need warmth." Ye Fan's voice was muffled, Wen Lang twitched his lips, believed it for now, and kissed him on the head.

"It's blocked by your hair, you have to kiss your face." Ye Fan was not satisfied.

Wen Lang bent dangerously because he returned to the boy's slightly round eyes, still smiling at the corner of his mouth, and kissed him on the forehead.

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva, thinking why he was so obedient today, this really has to continue: "I kissed the mouth at the time, but I didn't feel anything, should I make it up again."

"Then you close your eyes first." Wen Lang said with a smile, the proposal to him was completely meaningless.

How come you can still have fun after sleeping for a while, Ye Fan closed his eyes expectantly.

Wen Lang reached out and patted his face, then reached out and grabbed the corner of his mouth, tossing him hard.

"Hiss, it hurts." Ye Fan grabbed his hand, pulled it down, and wrapped it around Wen Lang, who was a little smaller, in his arms, and didn't move.

"You're back."

"kindness."

"Don't go?"

"Don't go."

"Then when will we get married, or just now, don't you really want to kiss me first?" Ye Fan's voice became serious, and he said seriously.

"Yes." Wen Lang struggled out of his arms, held his face and kissed him.

His mouth slipped into a softness that didn't belong to him. Ye Fan was stunned for a moment. It was ridiculous to say that this was the first time he was so close to Wen Lang. When he reacted and wanted to fight back, Wen Lang stretched out his hand Pat him on the face.

"It's time to let me go, don't forget I'm still a child."

The excitement was poured down by a pot of sleep, leaving nothing but grievance and calmness.

You are a child, what am I who is younger than you?

doll?

The two packed themselves up and began to prepare to leave the restricted area.Let Ye Fan say that if it weren't for the threat of Huang inside, the missing little girl outside, and the God King and Xiao Tingting waiting for their medicine, he really wanted to drag Wen Lang out.

How nice it is here, just the two of them.

"We need to get out quickly. Before you came, you said that the Yin-Yang Sect failed to enter here. They will definitely go back to Zhongzhou soon. Those young children who were caught by them must also leave home. Can you take the little girl now? It's better to bring it out." That day, Wen Lang saw not only Ye Fan's vague fate, but also the little girl who was caught. The child was dressed in shabby clothes, looked very bad, and would always be beaten and scolded. I feel guilty for her and want to save her as soon as possible.