Everyone started to love me after wearing the book

Xia Huan had just finished school, and when he thought of Ye Lingwei who had nothing, he couldn't help laughing just by imagining it, and he began to feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Those who cannot obediently stay by their side should die.

If Ye Lingwei had nothing left, Fei Lan would definitely not be by his side anymore. No one knows the gap and distance between classes better than Xia Huan himself. He has had this dream since he was a child.

He was in the dark, and he wanted Ye Lingwei to stand in the dark with him.

When he got to the downstairs of his house, Xia Huan saw a police car, just a police car, Xia Huan brushed past it, and looked away contemptuously from the instrument of torture used by such a high-sounding professional.

Then, he slowly stopped.

Two policemen came out of the building. It wasn't a big deal, but they were followed by Xia Huan's parents. His father was sullen, and his mother was in tears.

The police saw Xia Huan, but they couldn't recognize Xia Huan, but the reaction of Xia's parents and their intuition from years of working as a policeman told them that the boy standing not far away was Xia Huan.

Xia Huan turned around without hesitation and walked away, getting faster and faster, and finally started running crazily.

"Don't run, stop!"

"Don't run!"

Behind him was the shouting of the police. Xia Huan took out a pair of compasses from his schoolbag while running. He slowed down, turned around, bumped into a policeman head-on, and then lost his eyes. on the policeman's shoulders.

The man stretched out his hand to catch him, Xia Huan lowered his eyes, calmed down, then crazily thrust the compass into his back a few times, bent his knees against the man's abdomen, until the man's police uniform was stained darker with blood, and his hands Gradually losing strength, Xia Huan let him go.

"Goodbye." Xia Huan picked up his schoolbag, turned around and ran away, and then the police who caught up wanted to chase him, but he was startled when he saw his colleague lying on the ground covered in blood.

When they received the police and a bag of evidence, they could actually arrest Xia Huan based on these evidences, but the bureau thought that the other party was only a high school student with such good academic performance, so they had preconceived ideas that it would not be too difficult.

They? Ignored a note in the bag.

--be safe.

Fei Lan never concealed these things from Ye Lingwei, and he never wanted to turn her into a greenhouse flower who was ignorant of the world.

Ye Lingwei let out an "ah" and looked at Fei Lan, "Aren't I very dangerous?"

His expression didn't look worried at all.

Fei Lan reached out and pushed Ye Lingwei's forehead, and said lightly, "Snack, he is different from others."

Xia Huan is not Yuan Song who is obsessed with school violence, nor is he psychological? The fragile Lin Chudong, he is like a wolf waiting in the dark, he only speaks to Ye Lingwei?

"I'll find a way," Fei Lan said.

Ye Lingwei occupied Gao Linhao's table. Gao Linhao was playing games with Chu Ran. He poked Fei Lan on the shoulder and muttered, "Fei Lan, I'm hungry."

"..." Fei Lan took a bag of fruit from the table, "You pick the washed ones yourself."

Ever since the two put their childhood rift behind them, Fei Lan's desk has gradually been occupied by all kinds of high-end snacks and fruits. It is usually difficult to find a test paper, and sometimes even bring out an apple or a few fruits. cherries.

"..."

Rolling on the floor of the classroom, familiar teachers know that Fei Lan and Ye Lingwei have a good relationship, and younger teachers will laugh and joke, "Ye Lingwei, you? Just watch like this? You? Look at you? Brother because of you "Shame on you? Still laughing."

At home, Ye Lingwei would occasionally worry about the threats that Xia Huan would bring as if he disappeared out of thin air, but only occasionally, he recalled that when he was a child, Xia Huan was also a very lively and cute little boy.

On Sunday afternoon, the sun was shining brightly on the balcony floor. Ye Lingwei was flipping through the book. Now he finally understood that what he was wearing was not this book, this book, but his unwillingness to wear it at that time. In the painting.

Just like a fairy tale, he made a start, the main character was himself, and gradually gained everyone's love, but he didn't have time to continue painting. When the heart attack triggered time travel, he really died.

When I wake up again, the world has completely changed, and it seems that it has not changed at all. The painting is integrated with the real world. He is Ye Lingwei, but not Ye Lingwei. ?.

And in his hands are some things that happened after his own death.

In the corridor of the hospital, a lot of people came, Ye Cen and Ye Xuan were visibly haggard, the doctor gave them a death certificate? Aunt Li cried on the side of the bed covered with a white cloth until she almost passed out?

Ye Cen, who is calm and self-reliant, and Ye Xuan, who never disobeys Ye Cen, the two brothers fought in the corridor.

Ye Cen was grabbed by Ye Xuan's collar and pressed against the wall, his eyes were red, "Why? Why?"

Ye Cen kicked Ye Xuan in the stomach, "What are you doing? Shirking responsibility?"

"He's not responsible!" Ye Xuan roared.

The boy inside died at the age of 17. If there is a slight discord between the two brothers, he will blink his eyes and look at him, as if he could talk.

They? Never admit that they? Love this boy, but in fact, the books at home, CDs, fruits in the refrigerator, pets raised later, decorations and pillows in the car were all replaced by each other when they? like.

Ye Lingwei's funeral was held very low-key.

The Ye family came and informed Jiang Hui of the date, but the other party never came.

Instead, both Fei Qiang and Fei Lan were present.

Fei Lan was dressed in black, standing behind the crowd, his face was as white as the white flowers on his chest, his eyes were like stagnant water, falling on the face of the boy in the photo frame.

A boy who has such a bright and beautiful appearance, yet smiles so shyly and timidly.

Fei Lan was so uncomfortable that he slowly squatted down, he was shrouded in great sadness and regret.

His whole body was gloomy, no one approached him, he was no longer Fei Lan, he was Ye Lingwei's Fei Lan.

Ye Xuan was kneeling on the ground, he was crying all the time, the whole city of Shencheng knew how much Ye Xuan loved face, and in the end, he didn't even cry when his baby's racing car fell to pieces. Ridiculous again.

Ye Cen was reading his condolences, his voice was low and slow, his usual indifference, just like reading a report.

But at the end, there was a slight pause in the tone, and everyone in the hall was stunned, because they all heard a sob.

Ye Cen was crying.

After the funeral was over, there were broken petals all over the ground. Ye Xuan kept that posture, as if she could escape reality by hiding like this.

Fei Lan took one last look at the hall, turned around and left, the sky was covered by lead clouds, and he was full of death.

Liu Jiayi couldn't cry, didn't she? Put on makeup, making her look younger, she rushed over? Hugging Ye Lingwei's photo frame, Ye Linglan, Ye Yuan and the others? Or crawl back?.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, I only have? You are gone, you? Don't leave fourth brother..."

"Fourth brother, you? Why don't you want me? Fourth brother."

"Brother three? I don't have? My fourth brother is dead. My fourth brother is dead." Liu Jiayi cried and fussed like a child of a few years old, at a loss like a homeless cat who was frightened crazy Ye Yuan's arm was crying, Ye Yuan felt uncomfortable looking at it, and turned his head away?

As if sensing something, Ye Xuan straightened up suddenly and looked outside the door.

In the empty courtyard, the wind whirled white petals and swirled in the air, and the back of a woman was looking a little embarrassed.

Ye Xuan stood up without hesitation, and ran out.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Xuan ran to the woman, "Why didn't you die?"

Jiang Hui looked especially delicate in the wind. She was already in her early fifties, but the years were merciful to her. She was wearing a black short-sleeved cheongsam with gold silk trimming, showing her body curves vividly.

Ye Xuan's eyes were red, "What do you think this is? You? Dressed up like this? What do you mean?"

Jiang Hui's face turned pale, she pulled Ye Xuan's sleeve pleadingly, "Ye Xuan... Mom didn't do it on purpose..."

Ye Xuan waved her hand away, "Ms. Jiang, I'm not a ten-year-old kid anymore, I've already figured it out, if it wasn't for you at the beginning, there would be no rift between us brothers, and you, always choose Sit on the sidelines."

"And, on the day of Ye San's funeral," Ye Xuan said word by word, "dress up to attend!"

He turned and left, tears fell on his cheeks, the wind blew, and the ice was cold.

In fact, Ye Xuan didn't know that they were all responsible for Ye San's death, he just wanted to escape for a while, he didn't dare to face it, did he keep following the kid behind him calling him second brother? ?

He didn't have a younger brother anymore, and his younger brother became a handful of ashes in a wooden box.

Ye Lingwei watched all this expressionlessly on the rocking chair, what's the use?He's all dead.

There are only a few short lines left.

Ye Cen withdrew his donation to the No. [-] Middle School, Ye Xuan locked all his racing cars in the garage, and became a volunteer in a special school, Ye Zumin... Ye Zumin lost his most beloved Ye Cen , Ye Cen announced that he would break away from the Ye family and form a family of his own.

As for Jiang Hui, Fei Qiang broke up with her.

When Fei Qiang proposed to break up, he sighed, "If I knew that the child had such a hard life because of you, I wouldn't... Oh, forget it, you? Let's go."

Ye Lingwei was concerned about Fei Lan, the person who loved him from beginning to end.

Fei Lan took revenge on those who bullied Ye Lingwei one by one, one by one, one by one, and he became the number one in the grade. The teacher held it in his hand, but in a place where the teacher and classmates could not see, he pulled the hair of those people. Stopped, hit the wall, hit blood dripping.

People who don't know think that he is gentle and polite, with a bright future, and he is worthy of being Fei's heir.

Those who have been tortured under Fei Lan's hands will break out in a cold sweat when they hear Fei Lan's name.

Fei Lan suffered from serious mental illness.

He seemed to be living when Ye Lingwei was alive, sometimes he was sober, and when he was sober, he was torturing those people. When he got all the power he craved, this state reached a peak.

When talking about business, he is Mr. Fei who is calm, self-sustaining, wise, and ruthless. When he is in an empty manor that looks like a medieval manor, he will browse the current situation of the people who bullied Ye Lingwei side by side. Let no one go.

Ye Lingwei couldn't bear to read it any longer. He covered his chest and slowed down his breathing. After a long time, he picked up the book again. It was the last paragraph.

Fei Lan opened a photo album in the study room, which was full of photos of Ye Lingwei. The last page of the album stopped at Ye Lingwei's 17 years old, and Fei Lan is now 27 years old. The doctor said that Fei Lan's spirit ?The state is very poor and may collapse at any time.

"How could it be?" Fei Lan said with a smile, "Ye Jiaojiao, you? Wait, I will send all these people to you? Kowtow to plead guilty."

His voice was so low that it sounded creepy in a dimly lit room.

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and gently kissed 17-year-old Ye Lingwei on the face, whispering, "I love you, Ye Jiaojiao."

"I actually committed such a capital crime. After you? died, I found out? I love you?"

The content of the book in his hand ended here, Ye Lingwei let the wind blow the leaves randomly, he was a little dazed, he thought of a few days ago in the hospital, Fei Lan asked himself "Why am I my brother?"

At that time, I thought it was quite strange, but now that I think about it, there were actually early omens.

Ye Lingwei's face began to feel hot, uncontrollable fever, from the tips of the ears to the neck, from the fingertips to the body? Everything, began to heat up.

He'd never thought about the possibility.

The reason why he couldn't help being at a loss was that he didn't resist Fei Lan's love for himself at all.

Soon, Ye Lingwei calmed down. That was something that would happen only after his own death. Now, Fei Lan seemed to have said nothing except for that ambiguous sentence.

Realizing this, Ye Lingwei angrily kicked the slippers on the ground far away.

"..."

Holding his breath, he went again to look for slippers. As soon as he stood up, he saw a boy standing downstairs. His school uniform was a little messy, but when he saw Ye Lingwei looking at him, he straightened up a little shyly. .

Ye Lingwei was stunned, the community attaches great importance to the safety of the residents, how did Xia Huan come in?

He pointed to the entrance and told Ye Lingwei that he had come in with his mouth.

Ye Lingwei turned around? Did you put on your shoes and ran to the door? The residential buildings here are not high-rise. He is on the third floor. Ye Lingwei told himself to calm down. .

Leaning against the door panel, Ye Lingwei called the nearest security room, rang several times, but no one answered.

Calling the property is the same result.

There was a light knock on the door, and soon, Ye Lingwei's cell phone received a strange letter.

[Ye Lingwei, you? If you don’t open the door, I can open the door of your house. You? Forgot, I can already open the lock with a needle since elementary school? ]

There was a slight click at the keyhole.

Ye Lingwei quickly called the police, but dispatch was still needed.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Lingwei called Fei Lan.

The first lock has been picked, Ye Lingwei sat cross-legged on the sofa, the phone was quickly connected, "Ye Jiaojiao, what cake do you want this time?"

The boy's tone was helpless and doting.

Ye Lingwei raised his eyes, and finally revealed a trace of fragility and helplessness after hearing Fei Lan's voice, his voice trembled slightly, "Fei Lan, Xia Huan is at my door?"

The house is well insulated.

Ye Lingwei sat on the sofa with a calm expression. The afternoon sun divided the living room into light and dark with a very clear boundary. Half of the boy's face was hidden in the darkness, and half of his face was painted gentle and restrained by the setting sun.

The second lock is unlocked.

Fei Lan's call came.

"You? Go back to your room. I'll be there soon." Fei Lan understood Ye Lingwei's rotten behavior of breaking pots and jars, and now he will definitely stay in the living room and wait for them to die together. "Be obedient and go back to your room."

Ye Lingwei hummed in a low voice, "You're driving, and you don't even have a driver's license."

Fei Lan frowned, "Why are there so many nonsense?"

The third lock is unlocked.

Ye Lingwei turned his head towards the door? Looked over? His eyes slowly widened. The phone was cut off suddenly. Xia Huan slowly knelt down in front of Ye Lingwei on one knee, firmly held Ye Lingwei's hand, and kissed Ye Lingwei's fingers almost reverently. finger.

"You? You're on the phone with Fei Lan." He said with certainty.

Ye Lingwei frowned, stretched out his leg and kicked Xia Huan's chest, "Get lost, disgusting."

Xia Huan leaned back a bit, but he grabbed Ye Lingwei's ankle and almost dragged Ye Lingwei off the sofa. Ye Lingwei pressed his hands on the sofa, his heartbeat was clamoring and out of order, and he tried to calm down.

Xia Huan's fingers gently twisted the protruding wrist bone of Ye Lingwei's inner ankle. He raised his eyes and asked, "Come with me, okay?"

His school uniform looked a little dirty. Ye Lingwei heard from Fei Lan that Xia Huan had been missing for several days, because the security work in the community where Ye Lingwei lived was one of the top in Shanghai. No one thought that he would run into the school. come here.

His side face was soaked in a halo like gold foil paper, creating an illusion of gentleness.

Ye Lingwei noticed that the opponent's strength was gradually increasing, and guessed that the current Xia Huan was on the verge of collapse.

Ye Lingwei shook his head lightly, "I don't want it."

He didn't even want to put on a show.

He now feels sick and sick to his stomach as if crawling with bugs.

Xia Huan's eyes gradually became crazy. He smiled and pulled Ye Lingwei off the sofa. Ye Lingwei turned around and kicked him, and knocked the phone on Xia Huan's head.

Xia Huan waved Ye Lingwei's hand away, and with a "bang", Ye Lingwei's wrist was blocked and fell on the glass coffee table.

"You? It doesn't hurt, you? You don't have a long memory?" Xia Huan watched Ye Lingwei almost curl up in pain, and felt an almost abnormal pleasure in his heart.

Ye Lingwei gritted his teeth, "Chang Nima's memory?!"

The boy got up and clasped the fruit plate on the coffee table with his fingers, and slapped it on Xia Huan's forehead. Xia Huan shook slightly, red blood seeped from his hair, flowed to the corner of his eye, and then flowed down the corner of his eye to his jaw.

It looked extremely frightening.

Ye Lingwei was a little hypoxic. He leaned on the sofa and sneered, "You? If you don't get out, you? You won't be able to run."

When Xia Huan heard this, his eyes gradually became firmer. He rushed over and tried to kiss Ye Lingwei. Ye Lingwei turned his head to avoid it, "Are you sick?"

Where did he feel sorry for Xia Huan?

Xia Huan's eyes fell on Ye Lingwei's collarbone, which was half exposed due to the struggle. His skin was white, and the collision between dragging and pulling made his skin turn into patches of blue, red and purple.

"You? Come with me. I can give you whatever Fei Lan can give you." Xia Huan said in an almost begging tone, "I don't want to hurt you."

His fingers gently held Ye Lingwei's neck, which was as soft and slender as a swan, and could be easily held, and easily broken.

Xia Huan slowly exerted force, and leaned over again? Wanting to? Kiss Ye Lingwei.

The wind in the living room blows up the curtains, and the off-white gauze looks like a white dove struggling in the dark night in the dark living room.

The tea table rubbed against the ground making harsh sounds, and the sunlight began to distort and change color.

Ye Lingwei raised his neck, and the available oxygen gradually became thinner.

Xia Huan squatted between his legs, his eyes became crazy and paranoid inch by inch, his fingers almost pinched into Ye Lingwei's flesh.

Ye Lingwei cast his eyes in the direction of the door with difficulty.

When Fei Lan opened the door, what he saw was this scene. He put it in the palm of his hand, and he was afraid that the leaves would fall. The little prince who touched the pain, was struggling in the hands of others, and was on the verge.

Xia Huan heard the movement, looked towards the door? Seeing it was Fei Lan, he tilted his head and smiled strangely, picked up the fruit plate on the ground with one hand, and was about to smash it at Ye Lingwei.

Then ruin it, ruin it.

Fei Lan had no expression on his face. He set up the shotgun he found in Fei Qiang's study, tilted his head, and shot Xia Huan on the shoulder without hesitation.

Xia Huan uttered a scream, and the fruit plate fell to the ground, but he still got up persistently, and went with trembling fingers? La Ye Lingwei, did Fei Lan? He wanted to kill people. If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't even use this method.

Fei Lan walked up to Xia Huan, and stepped on the back of Xia Huan's hand. He was wearing simple canvas shoes, and crushed it down hard? Xia Huan arched his fingers in pain, and heard the cracking of his knuckles.

"Fei Lan." Ye Lingwei's voice was hoarse, and his breathing suddenly became unobstructed. Ye Lingwei was clutching his chest? He coughed so much that he was about to faint.

Fei Lan responded, and calmly blocked Xia Huan, who was covered in blood, and threw the shotgun under the coffee table.

Don't dirty Ye Jiaojiao's eyes.

Fei Lan squatted down, picked up Ye Lingwei, put him on the sofa, and smoothed the hair on his forehead. The boy was dripping with sweat, and after seeing Fei Lan, his eyelashes drooped aggrievedly.

"The doctor is on his way here, and the police will be here soon," Fei Lan said calmly, looking around the living room for a week, "You? There is surveillance here, right? I'll hand over the surveillance to the police later."

After he finished speaking, he realized that Ye Lingwei's left hand was hanging on the edge of the sofa in a strange way. He lowered his head, and before he reached out to hold it, Ye Lingwei cried out for pain.

The police came soon, and Xia Huan didn't make any struggle. When the police saw that he had a gunshot wound, they looked at Fei Lan with some doubts.

Fei Lan stood up, "I just shot with a shotgun."

"I have a gun license."

After taking away the surveillance camera and asking about some things about Fei Lan, they took Xia Huan away. After they left, the doctor came back, panting, and began to examine Ye Lingwei as soon as he arrived.

"No? What's the big deal? Just rest for two days. For the injuries on the neck and wrists, just apply the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis." After the doctor finished speaking, he said with some worry, "Fei Lan, the Ye family The young master's physical condition is not very optimistic, it is best to quickly find a suitable heart and perform surgery as soon as possible."

Fei Lan lowered her eyes, "I know."

Only Fei Lan and Ye Lingwei were left in the house.

Ye Lingwei rested for a long time. In fact, he was awake all the time. He heard the police's questioning of Fei Lan and the doctor's conversation with Fei Lan. He heard them all.

His wrist was stuck by the medical patch, and he opened his eyes to meet Fei Lan's gaze.

Just as Fei Lan was about to speak, Ye Lingwei raised his upper body and hugged Fei Lan's neck.

"I think you came too late." Ye Lingwei complained hoarsely, "He almost strangled me."

Fei Lan patted Ye Lingwei on the back, "Well, it's my fault, I'm late."

Ye Lingwei no longer hugged Fei Lan's neck so tightly, but still refused to come out of Fei Lan's arms. Looking at himself, he realized that not all such a life is so miserable.

He had Fei Lan at that time, and now Fei Lan is still by his side.

Ye Lingwei slowly let go of Fei Lan, and he sat on the sofa, his eyelashes wet with tears and tangled together.

Fei Lan looked at Ye Lingwei like this, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to cover Ye Lingwei's eyes. Ye Lingwei heard him sigh and said helplessly, "Ye Jiaojiao, don't look at me like that."

"Xia Huan seems to like me." Ye Lingwei was blindfolded and whispered.

He did it on purpose.

I want to see Fei Lan's reaction.

Fei Lan paused, and his tone became flat, "That's not liking."

"Then what is it?" Ye Lingwei asked quickly.

"He's not, so who is?" Ye Lingwei asked.

He couldn't see, so at that moment, he didn't know that Fei Lan rarely showed a look of embarrassment.

After so much experience, Ye Lingwei didn't believe that it was you who did it. In the end, it was you who did it. He admitted that he wanted Fei Lan, as long as he wanted Fei Lan, and he wanted it now.

"Fei Lan..." Ye Lingwei leaned forward, like a lost little beast, "You? Don't you? Like me a little?"

Fei Lan put down his hand, Ye Lingwei looked into Fei Lan's eyes, was startled by the deep and dark color brewing inside, subconsciously wanted to run away.

The back of the neck is held down.

"Ye Jiaojiao," Ruo Ruo sighed, "You? How dare? How dare?"

"Why don't I dare?" Ye Lingwei dared to yell even though his neck was held down.

As soon as he said that, Fei Lan pressed his finger against his lips, "Shut up."

Fei Lan said coldly.

Ye Lingwei's eyelashes drooped down, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick Fei Lan's finger lightly. Fei Lan froze for a moment, then laughed, pressed Ye Lingwei and stepped forward to do something, but Ye Lingwei avoided it.

"I promised you?" Ye Lingwei showed a puzzled expression.

Fei Lan looked at him with a gloomy expression.

Ye Lingwei bent his knees, put the soles of his feet on Fei Lan's chest, pushed the person away, and gently pressed Fei Lan's flesh with his toes, "I'm just asking, I don't have anything? Tell me."

Fei Lan narrowed his eyes slowly, and before Ye Lingwei wanted to continue to say something that made people vomit blood, Fei Lan dragged him to him, "Continue."

"Continue," Fei Lan said.

Ye Lingwei's hair almost stood on end for a moment, he cleared his throat, "You? Didn't you say you liked me, all..."

"Like you?" Fei Lan interrupted Ye Lingwei.

Originally, Fei Lan didn't plan to talk about this now. Ye Lingwei has changed too much. He said it was Junetian who praised him.

But it was an unexpected surprise that the child opened his own mind.

"However," Fei Lan pressed Ye Lingwei's calf with his fingers threateningly, and asked slowly, "What about you?"

"I..." Ye Lingwei thought for a while, then suddenly realized, and said, "That's not right, you? Not yet? Chasing me, I don't like it."

Fei Lan looked at Ye Lingwei amusedly, "You? How do you want me to chase you?"

"That's your business."

Ye Lingwei slowly lay down on the sofa, the shirt slid down to his waist, and his fingers were on the back of Fei Lan's hand? Did he touch it? He scratched it, "Fei Lan, but I can't live for a long time, you? Want it?" After thinking about it, follow me."

"It's too late." Fei Lan clasped Ye Lingwei's hand with his backhand, his tone calm, "No? There's no way I don't like it."

Can't stop.

Ye Lingwei nodded, his eyes were as bright as stars, "Then you? Hurry up and catch up with me, so that we? can stay together longer."

"Then that's up to you to decide."

"Then you? Hurry up and chase me." Ye Lingwei kicked Fei Lan's thigh.

Fei Lan was kicked so that his body was tilted, and he stabilized his body. He reached out and grabbed Ye Lingwei's ankle, dragging him down. Ye Lingwei screamed, and when he reacted, he separated his legs and One leg rested on Fei Lan's lap, and the other leg was on Fei Lan's back.

There is a sense of insecurity that is wide open.

"Ye Jiaojiao," Fei Lan said with a half-smile, and changed from Fei Lan to an elder brother in a blink of an eye, "Who taught you to kick someone when you disagree?"

Ye Lingwei blinked twice, and began to change the subject, looking particularly innocent, shaking his hand, "Hand hurts."

After speaking, he sent his wrist to Fei Lan, "Blow it, okay?"

Fei Lan hummed, I don’t know? No? Yes? I heard that his fingers were pressed on Ye Lingwei’s thigh. Ye Lingwei was wearing five-point shorts at home. The other party’s fingers slid up and down restlessly, and Ye Lingwei’s waist almost softened. .

Ye Lingwei gritted his teeth and stared at Fei Lan. Fei Lan was indifferent, and his fingers were about to go up his thighs. He said, "Okay, but before that, you? Tell me first, you? Kicking people is a dog's virtue." Who did you learn from?"