The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

The heart that had just been let go instantly lifted again, Luo Feixing snatched the ointment over, and faltered and said: "No...it's nothing."

"Let me see." Luo Changshuo's suspicion that had just disappeared reappeared.

Luo Feixing squeezed the medicine, his heart was about to jump out, he didn't know what to think, and blurted out: "Actually... Actually, this is Hemorrhoids, I must... have hemorrhoids."

Song Xun couldn't hold back a puff beside him.

There is no way to stare at him now, even after Luo Feixing finished speaking, she blushed unbearably.But fortunately, Luo Changshuo seemed to believe it a little bit.

"Hemorrhoids? Is it serious?" Luo Changshuo was taken aback, and almost picked off Luo Feixing's pants.

Fortunately, I later remembered that the child had grown up and couldn't do this, so I suppressed my urge.

"I went to see it, and they said it's not serious, just apply the ointment." Luo Feixing nonsense.

Luo Changshuo didn't know much about this, and seemed to believe his words.

The thrilling night just passed.

Early the next morning, Luo Changshuo got up early to go to work, and saw Luo Feixing sleeping soundly buried under the blanket, with a slight smile in his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, Xing Xing has grown so big that it is almost catching up with him.However, in Luo Changshuo's heart, Luo Feixing was still that kid who was pinching his sleeve and acting like a spoiled child.

He lightly stroked Luo Feixing's sleepy hair, bought breakfast and put it on the table before going to work.

Song Ting, who had been sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, turned into a real body, poked Luo Feixing's face with his fingers,

"Cousin, I'll sleep a little longer." Luo Feixing buried his face in the pillow.

Song Xun changed the direction and poked his face, seeing that he couldn't get up, he simply put his hand under the quilt and stuck it on Luo Feixing's neck.

Luo Feixing was shocked by the ice, opened his eyes and saw the smirking Song Hao, picked up the pillow and threw it on him.

"What are you doing!" His voice was nasal when he just woke up in the morning, and his tone was lazy, as if he was acting like a baby.

Song Hao caught the pillow and put it aside, with an innocent face: "Didn't this tell you to get up and eat?"

"Can you be gentle next time?" Luo Feixing rolled his eyes, stretched his arms and twisted his body.

Song Ting thought his swollen face was very amusing, so he couldn't help but reach out to poke the swollen part of his face again.

"Liang, don't move." Luo Feixing waved his hand away and sat up from the bed.

The pajamas were crumpled on the body, revealing a lot of spring.

Song Hao helped him sort out, and brought over the clothes to be changed by the way: "Are you going out today?"

"...Go out for a stroll." His butt is already healed, and Luo Feixing doesn't want to be bored at home like he was two days ago.

"Go to the movies." Song Jun coughed lightly and suggested.

"Are there any good movies recently?" Luo Feixing turned on his phone to watch the shows, and looked around but didn't find anything good.

"It's boring, don't go." He touched his chin: "I'd better go out and see if there are any part-time jobs I can do."

Hearing this, Song Hao immediately waved his hand: "No, you are not suitable for a part-time job now."

He looked Luo Feixing's eyes up and down, and said with some embarrassment: "In the future, we will be the one. If you are injured, you will not be able to ask for leave. What's more..." He paused before continuing: "Does your tailbone still hurt? ?”

"..." Luo Feixing wanted to hit someone.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." He said with a wooden face, "I guess it was just because I fell hard at that time, and it didn't hurt after a night."

"That's good." Song Jun breathed a sigh of relief, because Luo Changshuo slept with Luo Feixing last night, and he couldn't peek, so he didn't know how Luo Feixing's butt was hurt.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes, you go out quickly." Luo Feixing waved his hand to drive him out.

"It's not that I haven't seen it." Song Jun muttered in a low voice, but he went out after all.

There's no way, if he just saw it, forget it, he touched it, if he still stays in the room at this time, it will easily lead to misunderstanding.

Luo Feixing dressed neatly, finished dressing and washing, ate breakfast, and turned to look at Song Hao.

He couldn't tell when Song Bin had a body and when it didn't—after all, he could see and touch them all, so he asked, "Are you a body now?"

"Yes." Song Jun shrugged, "You may not be able to see it now, but when the ability recovers, you will be able to tell the difference."

He thought for a while, and then added: "Separate the difference between ghosts and humans, as for whether I am an entity or not, I may not be able to distinguish."

Luo Feixing smacked his lips and walked over to touch his shoulder.Even through the fabric, you can feel the ice-like temperature.

"Your body temperature is like that of a dead person. If you go out like this, you will think you crawled out of the freezer when you are touched." He complained, "And where did your clothes come from?"

"I can change the body temperature, but it consumes energy. Clothes are changed by yin." Song Yun answered him one by one, very patiently.

However, Luo Feixing's focus is always a bit wrong: "The yin energy has changed? Then if the yin energy is exhausted, don't you..."

His strange eyes swept around Song Jun.

The corner of Song Bin's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to slap Luo Feixing on the head: "The child is thinking about something every day. Let's go, since I don't want to watch movies, then I'll take you to buy some clothes."

"You take me there?" Luo Feixing blinked, then raised his eyebrows again: "You pay?"

Song Yu was silent for a second.

As a ghost who couldn't live five meters away from Luo Feixing, where did he get the money?

Seeing his gloomy expression, Luo Feixing started laughing, and then someone grabbed his ear: "You are so brave, you dare to play me?"

"Song Jun...Brother, brother, let go!" Luo Feixing's ears were cold and hurt, and he bared his teeth and yelled.

"Now I know I'm called brother." Song Jun couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

With his upbringing, he would not do such things that would damage his image before, but after staying with Luo Feixing for a long time, he was infected.

Luo Feixing managed to save his ears, grinned and said, "You are a hero who knows the current affairs."

"It's just you?" Song Jun raised his eyebrows and gave him a headache.

Luo Feixing covered his head, curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

They quarreled for a while, and finally went out to buy clothes and eat.

It is really very convenient to transform the clothes into Yin Qi, and after a little blurring of the black mist, it turns into casual clothes that fit well.

When Luo Feixing touched it again, even his body temperature became the same as that of ordinary people.

"Let's go." Song Jun smiled and took his hand.

"Why are you holding hands?" Luo Feixing felt a little uncomfortable.

There were thin calluses on the man's broad palm, and when he held him, he rubbed his fingertips inadvertently, causing trembling.

"Prevent you from getting lost." Song Jun raised his eyebrows and joked.

He had wanted to do this a long time ago, and every time he saw Xiao Feixing carrying his schoolbag to and from school alone, he wanted to hold his hand like a normal person and take him home.

Now this wish can finally be fulfilled.

However, it was strange for the two big men to hold hands together, which attracted many spectators along the way.

"Let's be normal." Luo Feixing blushed and withdrew his hand: "It would be bad if someone I know saw."

"The elder is holding the junior, what's wrong?" Song Hao held him backhanded again.

He didn't think too much when holding hands, but felt that the sudden emptiness of his palms made him uncomfortable, so he found a random reason to continue holding hands.

It's just that Luo Feixing panicked with embarrassment, wanted to struggle but was pinched by someone's fingertips, the numb feeling almost made his whole body go limp.

"This dress is pretty good, you go and try it on." Song Hao didn't realize anything, and pushed Luo Feixing to try on the clothes.

Luo Feixing heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt a little bit lost, took the clothes Song Jun had chosen for him and went to the fitting room.

"Sir, are you here to buy clothes with your younger brother?" the shopping guide lady asked with a smile.

"Yes... a friend." Song Yu replied.

The expression on his face was put away, and there was only a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The whole person looked extremely cold and alienated, and he also carried the majesty of a superior.Glanced lightly, the shopping guide lady felt suffocated and was speechless.

Seeing such a terrifying guest for the first time, she involuntarily took a few steps back.

Over there, Luo Feixing had already changed his clothes, and he came out of the fitting room swaying, trying to put on a fierce look: "How did you choose the clothes, there are flowers on them!"

"It's quite suitable for you." Song Hao said sincerely.

He was right. On the light-colored clothes, a bright red flower was embroidered on the shoulder, and there were winding branches and leaves underneath.Not only does it look good, but with Luo Feixing's bright white skin and deep black eyes, it has a slightly coquettish feel.

Luo Feixing looked in the mirror for a while, then pulled off with a tangled face: "Forget it, you look like a motherfucker."

Such a dress took away all his masculinity.

"What a mother, I think it looks pretty." Song Hao felt a little regretful.But the money is in Luo Feixing's hands, and if the other party doesn't buy it, there is nothing he can do.

They went to a few more shops, and heard someone shouting in the distance: "Feixing! Luo Feixing!"

A boy who was about the same age as Luo Feixing rushed over from that side, and said with surprise on his face: "It's really you, I thought it looked like it just now."

"Are you...?" Luo Feixing was taken aback for a moment, looked him up and down, and hummed lightly: "Lu Haochen?"

"Yes, yes, it's me. I didn't expect you to remember me." Lu Haochen smirked and rubbed the back of his head: "I heard that the two of us have passed the entrance examination to a university, so we need to take care of you in the future."

Song Jun's face darkened when he remembered who this person was.

Isn't this the idiot who had a crush on Luo Feixing in junior high school!

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