[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

Throughout the morning, Wen Lang was in a state of confusion.He was lying on the bed, but it seemed that he was being pricked by a burr, and there was a bit of numbness in the not sharp pain, and he teased him from time to time.

He scratched his heart and lungs, but someone who teased him was sleeping soundly.The soft breath hitting his ear made him even more upset.A small stone was thrown into the peaceful heart lake, causing ripples.He suddenly felt a little angry in his heart, and everything he saw was a bit unpleasant.The beam above the head, the bed board under the body, especially the big face reflected in front of him.

Wen Lang knew that something was wrong with him.There are very few times when he can't control his emotions, but once he loses control of his emotions, he is like a wild horse that has run wild, and he can't be pulled back no matter how much he pulls.

He thought of his own world for a while, and the world Ye Fan was in for a while.The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and finally couldn't help it, and actually kicked Ye Fan's calf.

It was a very light kick with a hint of anger. Ye Fan who was kicked was still sleeping there, but Wen Lang stiffened.

Just because this kind of behavior is too outrageous and his style for many years.

Probably because the body has become smaller, and the mental age has also become a little younger.

Wen Lang quibbled in his heart.

Completely forget about the other possibility.

He was just... probably acting like a baby.

An atypical coquettish.

Wen Lang felt that he probably needed something to remind him to stand firm.It's time for the system to wake up.

With this thought in mind, Wen Lang fell asleep. A minute later, an arm stretched out and took him into his arms.

"We have time, take your time," said the voice with a smile.

In the afternoon, when Wen Lang woke up again, the sun was already a little glaring.He opened his eyes and sat up.There was no sign of Ye Fan beside him, so he probably woke up long ago.

He tidied himself up, then opened the door and walked out of the house.

There is a rockery in the yard with spring water gurgling on it.Bunches of purple grapes are like purple agates, very gratifying to look at.

There are stone benches and tables in the courtyard for people to cool off.The missing Ye Fan was sitting with the young man with dark eyes on the same road, and the two were talking.The young man named Li Desheng was full of joy on his face, he should have got the answer he wanted.

Ye Fan was still chatting with the young man before, when Wen Lang just came out, the back of his head seemed to have eyes, and he turned his face and waved to him.

Seeing this, the young man also turned his face away, and was taken aback when he saw Wen Lang.Although he felt that the atmosphere between the two was not right, he only thought it was the intimacy between the master and the apprentice, so he didn't think much about it, and wanted to continue to drag Ye Fan to chat about the source of gambling.

"Master Daoist, let's continue talking..." Origin Technique.

Apparently, this young man hadn't understood the difference between intimacy and ambiguity between master and apprentice, so he was left behind by Ye Fan. He was a little dazed when he watched Master Die apologize to him and then resolutely leave.

"Isn't it okay to just leave him there?" Looking at the young man staying there, Wen Lang looked at the upright Ye Fan with a funny face, and asked helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there are still many opportunities to talk about Origin Technique, and I still have something to talk to you about."

Wen Lang smiled apologetically at Li Desheng.After that, Shi Shiran walked into the house as if no one was around.

Li Desheng: I need to be quiet.

The author has something to say: Ye Fan: After getting smaller, it will be easy to attack :).