After I became a sperm, the whole world fell in love with me

Ning Jue clenched his fists tightly, and his breathing gradually increased. If eyes could kill, Ji Weiran would have been pierced by his arrows by now.

He forced himself to calm down, and said lightly, "Perhaps you should ask him this question."

He has a clear conscience, Ning Jue doesn't believe that Ji Weiran can tell what he doesn't have.

Feng Che turned his gaze back to Ji Weiran: "What's going on?"

Ning Jue's eyes suddenly darkened.

He knew Feng Che too well, and knew that he could easily spot changes in his attitude.

Thinking of this, Ning Jue clenched his hands even tighter.

Ji Weiran immediately put on a sad expression, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry brother Ning Jue, obviously brother Ning Jue is worried about me coming to visit me, but I'm so useless, I always do things clumsily of."

Ji Weiran sniffed as he spoke, his voice choked up.

"I really want to be smarter, if I can, be smarter..." His soft voice gradually trembled, he raised his head with tears in his eyes, and looked at Ning Jue: "Then brother Ning Jue will like me right?"

With a slap, hot tears fell, the young man bit his lips tightly, fear and expectation were written on his palm-sized face.

Mingming Ji Weiran didn't distort the facts, but why did it sound like it was all his fault?

Ning Jue fully saw his methods and sneered in his heart.

He has a noble status, and he has grown to such a size smoothly, no one has ever dared to play him like this!

"Hiss..." Ji Weiran struggled to stand up, rubbed his elbow that didn't hurt, his humming voice sounded soft and soft.

Ning Jue watched his actions with cold eyes, and finally regained her rationality gradually, knowing in her heart that blindly arguing would only be more and more detrimental to herself.

He looked at Ji Weiran with some hurt: "Why do you think I hate you? It's just your reaction just now... I'm a little surprised."

"Forget it," Ning Jue sighed softly, and said with a concerned face: "Be careful next time, don't accidentally fall down again, didn't you get burned by the coffee?"

Ji Weiran nodded hastily, and looked at Feng Che seriously, with no impurities in his clear eyes: "Brother Feng, I really fell it myself, don't get me wrong."

As a cannon fodder, the green tea method used must also be of low rank.

First, take all the mistakes on yourself, but blur the details, don't say what you did wrong, just "I'm so stupid, I'm so useless", and then create a kind of "It's okay if you don't like me, Because that's not your fault, it's just that I'm not likable." The appearance completely revealed to everyone that the other party hates him.

In the end, he used the great method of pretending to be pitiful, disturbing the line of sight and making people ignore the truth of the matter.

And the most important finishing touch is to say - "Don't get me wrong."

In the novel, ten out of ten such inferior methods of green tea will be seen through by the protagonist, without exception.

After Ji Weiran finished speaking, he looked at Feng Che aggrievedly, hesitant to speak, and shook his head slightly.

The subtext is - don't pursue it anymore, I don't care.

Tea!taste!burst!surface!

After doing this series of actions, Ji Weiran couldn't help but want to award himself an Oscar statuette.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Feng Che's expression became even more gloomy, without saying a word, his eyes were fixed on him.

There is.

It's this flavor!

Ji Weiran was secretly happy.

After a while, Feng Che withdrew his gaze and glanced at Ning Jue: "Come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Ning Jue's eyes flashed, and she replied, "Okay."

Huh.

Sure enough, there is a situation!

Ji Weiran blinked, looked at the two curiously, and happily became a melon-eating crowd.

He was just about to follow to listen to a corner, when he heard a "ding" sound, and the system notification sound came.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task, 20 points have been credited to the account!Master, please continue to work hard~]

Become!

It seems that the plot is really back on track.

Ji Weiran retracted his legs in satisfaction. Now that the task has been completed, he still doesn't listen to other people's corners, in case he hears something he shouldn't listen to... cough cough.

He turned around and went back to the bedroom, thinking that he would have to face Feng Che's scolding for a while, he didn't dare to slack off, and continued to study his lines.

·

"You did it?" Feng Che's eyes were cold, and he got straight to the point.

Ning Jue sighed, and said helplessly, "I really didn't push him..."

"It's useless for me to be stupid." Feng Che said indifferently, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see into the bottom of people's hearts, "You know what I'm talking about."

For a moment, Ning Jue felt that he saw murderous intent in Feng Che's eyes, but it was so fleeting. He suspected that he was too nervous and had hallucinations.

He said with a guilty conscience: "I, I don't know what you are talking about."

Surprisingly, Feng Che didn't continue to ask, he didn't seem to need his answer, he just said it casually.

But Ning Jue felt that the gaze falling on his body was like a poisonous snake. The man's powerful mental power suppressed him so much that he couldn't move. Just when he was so uncomfortable that he was about to sweat, a cold warning suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Don't touch him."

The voice has no emotion, but it makes people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Ning Jue's eyes hurt, and all the humiliation he suffered today burst out: "Is he that important to you?!"

However, what responded to him was still that indifferent back.

·

Feng Che closed the door, stood where he was, thinking about what he just said.

Is it important?

Of course it matters.

He looked at his palm, and found that the mental strength in his body had recovered by seven or eight percent, and he might be able to heal completely in the near future.

only……

Not just.

Feng Che put down his hands indifferently, and knocked on the bedroom door.

Ji Weiran immediately turned off the game, huffed and lay down, and pulled off the quilt to wrap himself up.

After finishing all this, he said weakly: "Please come in..."

Feng Che pushed the door open and came in, seeing his appearance and frowning: "What's wrong?"

I saw the boy buried himself in the quilt, only showing a pair of round eyes, his soft hair was messed up, and the dull hair was dangling on the top of his head.

Feng Che subconsciously felt that he had a fever again.

Because this appearance of being rubbed by others is too similar to that night.

He walked over without thinking, and put his hand on Ji Weiran's forehead, but it was cold.

Feng Che frowned suspiciously: "I don't have a fever."

Ji Weiran:?

Didn't he come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?

Little C comforted: [Maybe the overall plot is back on track, but there are still some deviations in the details, it’s all right, there is no major problem. ]

Ji Weiran thought about it, so he stopped thinking about it and continued with his own plot.

In the novel, the protagonist Gong scolded the original owner severely, but the original owner was already on the verge of blackening at this time, not only did not think it was his fault, but also blindly pretended to be weak in an attempt to seduce the protagonist Gong, because he realized that the protagonist Gong Shou has already begun to have ambiguous sparks, so he can only act first.

Of course the ending was unsuccessful, the protagonist slammed the door and left.

Ji Weiran coughed lightly, and asked, "Brother Feng, are you caring about me?"

His voice was soft and his eyes were innocent.

Feng Che's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly said, "No."

"...Well, I knew it." Ji Weiran lowered his eyes slightly hurt.

Feng Che suddenly regretted speaking so quickly.

But soon, Ji Weiran raised his eyes again, looked at him with bright eyes, took his hand and whispered: "But I will pretend that Brother Feng is caring about me, shhh, don't talk, just let me think about it." Think about it."

Feng Che was stunned for a moment.

Ji Weiran's fingers were soft, and he gently hooked his index finger, as if he was a baby who was coaxing himself to sleep, so good that it made people feel distressed.

Ahhhhhh I'm gone!

Ji Weiran was so embarrassed that his toes almost scratched the sheets, his face was like a ripe tomato.

It's nothing, it's all lines, it's all scripts!

Ji Weiran recited silently in his heart.

He took a deep breath, looked at Feng Che affectionately: "Brother Feng, can you—"

"Don't move." Feng Che came back to his senses, got up suddenly, and turned to look for the medicine box.

Ji Weiran:? ? ?

"Brother Feng?"

After a while, Feng Che dug out the medicine box and took out what looked like a tube of ointment.

"You're burned, why didn't you tell me?"

A cool feeling came, and Ji Weiran looked at the blisters on his hands inexplicably, and murmured, "Huh? Why don't I feel it..."

He really didn't feel it. Could it be that he was only concerned about not being scalded by the protagonist, so he pulled it back a little harder and burned himself?It shouldn't be...

Ji Weiran was a little strange.

Feng Che helped him apply the ointment, and when he heard this, he gave him a cool look: "You don't feel it?"

Ji Weiran's spirit shivered, and he immediately remembered the plot.

Hold on tight, the human design cannot collapse.

He squeezed two golden beans, and looked at Feng Che aggrievedly: "Actually, it hurts a little, but I'm afraid you're worried... Hiss!"

"..." Feng Che's hand was a little lighter.

"Be gentle," Ji Weiran didn't notice it, and groaned, moved forward, and rested his head on Feng Che's lap: "Brother Feng, can you help me blow it up~"

Feng Che paused and ignored him.

Ji Weiran lowered his eyes, as if feeling a little embarrassed, and said in a soft voice: "It hurts and it flies away."

Blow, blow, hurt, hurt, just, fly, fly, ah, ah...

It was only after Ji Weiran finished speaking that he realized how mentally retarded this sentence was, and he was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself immediately.

The kind that no one can stop!

However, he had to put on a soft, weak, innocent, sweet and soft look on his face.

Just like this, I can hit ten with one punch.

While crying in his heart, Ji Weiran complained mercilessly to himself.

Finally, after saying these words, Feng Che's face darkened like never before.

"Feng, Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Ji Weiran carefully observed his expression.

The man threw the ointment on the bed with a "snap", as if trying to hold back something, Huo De stood up and walked out without saying anything.

The door was slammed loudly.

Ding

[Congratulations to the owner for completing the task. Due to the excellent performance of the owner, the system rewards an additional 10 points. A total of 30 points have been credited to the account! ]

"Huh?" The happiness came so suddenly, Ji Weiran was stunned.

Then he remembered that the ending of this plot was that the protagonist slammed the door and left.Undoubtedly, up to now, the plot has completely come back.

Then as long as he continues to do this in the future, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to complete the plot? !

Ji Weiran suddenly drifted a little bit lost.

outside the door.

Feng Che took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down, but his mind was full of images of Ji Weiran acting like a baby to him just now.

It is really

He was so cute that he couldn't stand it.