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

There was a bang outside the window, a thunderbolt struck instantly, and the rain became heavier.

Ji Weiran's body trembled, as if frightened, the arms hanging on Feng Che's body tightened again, and he looked at him with wet eyes.

"Just make trouble."

A domineering look that you can do to me.

However, his expression was like a kitten begging to be plucked, carefully retracting its paws, looking at the person below him expectantly and aggrievedly.

Feng Che's body was tense and his voice was a little deep: "You come down first."

"I do not."

As Ji Weiran spoke, he rubbed against his arms again, his limp body seemed to have no bones, and his bare feet stepped on his military boots.

His feet looked whiter and tender against the black leather. His legs were long and his ankles were slender, but not weak. They were full of youthful air, but his toes were small, round and cute.

At this time, it was hooking along the man's military boots all the way to his calf.

Ding

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call……

it is finally over!

Ji Weiran was so ashamed that his face was so red that even the end of his eyes were stained with color, and there was a layer of wet mist in his eyes.

That's right, making egg custard is not the purpose, it is the purpose of making custard to seduce/lead the protagonist to attack.

Although the original plot is mentally retarded, it never engages in useless plots.

Ji Weiran hopes that the plot can be simpler.

Before he crossed over, he was already sexually awakened and knew that he was gay, but his vision was too high, and he is still a single dog. Although he sometimes secretly reads some small comics, he also deleted them when he was in time afterwards. Jing Guang is definitely a genuine innocent little gay.

But he didn't expect that after crossing over, the first confession, the first hug, the first hand holding, the first time sitting on a man's lap, the first hinting...all to Feng Che.

Ji Weiran broke down a bit.

Feng Che's body froze suddenly, and the numbness spread from his calf to his whole body in an instant.

He looked deeply at the person in front of him, and said with emphasis: "Stop making trouble."

Then, as if afraid that Ji Weiran would do something out of the ordinary again, he reminded: "I'm in a meeting."

"...?"

Ji Weiran didn't react.

Feng Che lifted his chin.

Ji Weiran suddenly had a bad feeling.

Following Feng Che's line of sight, he turned his head and stared blankly at the screen.

In the picture, all the generals in military uniforms with serious faces were staring at him.

The air was eerily quiet.

awkward.

Embarrassed to explode! !

Ji Weiran blushed, and instantly got up from Feng Che: "I, I'll make you egg custard!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled and crawled.

The air seemed to be frozen. Everyone recovered from the shock and quickly lowered their heads, pretending that they didn't see anything.

I didn't expect the young commander to have such a side!

Who is this boy?

Feng Che straightened his wrinkled collar, regained his cold look, and said in a business-like manner: "Continue."

·

The kitchen here is basically just a decoration. It has never been cooked with a fire, but the basic ingredients are available.

According to the recipe, Ji Weiran found five eggs.

Although he can risk his face for points, it doesn't mean he has to lose face in front of so many people!

Ji Weiran was a little irritable, and with a strong hand, the egg hit the rim of the bowl heavily, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ji Weiran: "..."

Missed.

Half an hour later

Ji Weiran looked at the mess all over the floor and the dry bottom of the pot, the thick smoke made him cough for a long time before he stopped.

He obviously followed the recipe every step of the way, how could he still be like this? !

Ji Weiran, who didn't have any skills in cooking, was very unconvinced.

Finally, after the meeting was over, Feng Che pushed open the door, and a pungent smell of smoke rushed over him in an instant. He frowned and walked over quickly.

Ji Weiran brushed the pot one after another, the steel wool made a sound, and he almost took the bottom of the pot as Feng Che to vent his anger.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, and the clear and bitter smell blew away the choking smell of smoke a lot.

"Don't do it, let me do it."

Ji Weiran's heart moved, and he lowered his eyes and said: "No need for Brother Feng, let me do it."

He was so smoked that tears were about to fall, and his nasal voice was a bit heavy at this time, and his voice was already soft, which sounded like he was particularly wronged.

Feng Che looked at the busy people in front of him, and his heart softened suddenly: "Are you hungry?"

There is a strict meal time in the military area, after which no food will be provided.

Therefore, Feng Che never ate anything other than meals, and he never felt hungry. He thought it was Ji Weiran who was too hungry to sleep, so he got up to make something to eat.

Unexpectedly, the boy shook his head: "Brother Feng, you work so late, I'm afraid you will starve to death."

Then he turned around and looked at him pitifully: "Don't be angry, okay, although I made a bit of a mess here... But I can do it soon!"

Said the eyes are a little bright: "I have learned, really!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and another burning pot also exploded.

Feng Che: "..."

Ji Weiran finally got his wish and was kicked out.

After taking a shower, he sat on the sofa with hot milk in his arms, and looked into the kitchen: "Brother Feng, do you need me to help you?"

"Need not."

Ji Weiran dangled his legs: "Brother Feng, you are so kind."

Feng Che, who was about to throw away the rag, said, "..." He could only continue to clean up the mess in the house.

"Brother Feng, I really know how to do it this time. I'll continue to make it for you tomorrow! Just make... just boiled fish!"

Feng Che's eyebrows twitched, and he subconsciously said, "No need."

Ji Weiran held back his stomachache from laughing, coughed lightly, and said lazily, "Brother Feng, do you despise me?"

"..."

"Hey..."

Feng Che lost his patience in the end, so he dialed Gu Yuzhou's number.

·

When Feng Che came out of the shower, Ji Weiran was already drowsy.

He woke up the person on the sofa: "Let's go."

Ji Weiran: "?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Feng Che threw the clothes to him involuntarily, as if he wanted to take him out for food.

"Actually, I'm kind of—"

"Well, let's go." After speaking, Feng Che left the room first.

Breaking the rules repeatedly for one person, this is something Feng Che never thought about before.

However, this feeling does not seem to be bad.

...Actually, I'm a little sleepy!

Ji Weiran sat up angrily, not wanting to move.

But soon, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put on his clothes and chased after him: "Brother Feng, wait for me!"

The rain outside finally stopped.

The night sky is clear, and occasionally a few shooting stars will be seen passing by.

The military camp is far away from Capital Star. The terrain is open and the scenery is beautiful. If the highest military district is not located here, I am afraid that it has already become a tourist attraction.

Feng Che rolled up his trouser legs, the moonlight shone on his military boots, shining coldly.

He took out the short saber on his waist and waded into the river. Before Ji Weiran could see his movements clearly, he landed on the shore with a lively fish.

"???" Ji Weiran blinked in confusion.

Feng Che cleaned up the fish neatly, threw the internal organs aside, and started a fire.

Soon, the fragrance wafted away.

Obviously, he is already very proficient in this process.

Ji Weiran swallowed his saliva, staring intently at the fresh and plump fish, the sleepy bug had already left.

The voice said excitedly: "Turn to the left."

"Hey, turn around."

"Is it familiar?"

"It's still early." Looking at his greedy look, Feng Che curled his lips imperceptibly.

As soon as the words fell, there was a very small sound of footsteps.

His eyes flashed, and he continued to roast the fish calmly, slowly releasing his mental power.

"Oh, okay." Ji Weiran didn't notice anything, put his chin on his knees, and waited eagerly.

The warm firelight was reflected on his face, and his eyes were like twinkling stars, dazzlingly bright.

Ning Jue was so upset that he couldn't sleep, and wanted to take a walk by the river, but he didn't expect to meet Feng Che. He was overjoyed, and just as he was about to go forward, he found Ji Weiran waiting at the side.

The irritability in his heart was even worse, he wanted to turn his head and leave, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he hid aside and eavesdropped.

As a distinguished prince of the empire, he never bothered to do such a thing, and he claimed to act aboveboard.

But when he met Feng Che, he couldn't control his behavior no matter what.

And maybe... there may be some unexpected discoveries.

Ning Jue made up his mind, held his breath, and quietly released a little mental power, wanting to see Feng Che's private attitude towards Ji Weiran.

Feng Che unhurriedly twirled the fish in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Has the task been completed?"

"Not yet..." Ji Weiran's voice paused, and he raised his head suddenly: "What did you say?"

Feng Che leaned forward, stared closely at Ji Weiran's eyes, as if he was afraid of being overheard, deliberately lowered his voice: "You are indeed quite capable, who sent you here?"

Sure enough, their relationship is not what it seems!

Ning Jue felt her heart beating hard, and unconsciously released her mental power again, wanting to hear more clearly.

Ji Weiran stared blankly at this handsome face that was close at hand, but he had no time to appreciate it. His shadow was reflected in the man's silver-gray pupils, but it was so pale that it could be blown away by the wind at any time.

"I..." Ji Weiran's heart trembled, and he could only pretend to be stupid, "Brother Feng, what are you talking about? Is the fish cooked?"

"look up."

Ji Weiran had to raise his head when a cold hard object pressed against his chin.

is the gun.

What was scarier than the gun was the look on the man's face.

"..." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ji Weiran wants to cry but has no tears, the smell of grilled fish is not good anymore.

"Say, who sent you here?"

The gun on the chin was lifted up again.

Ji Weiran's eye circles suddenly became redder, and tears rolled in his eyes: "Brother Feng, it hurts me so much, can you put this scary thing down?"

As he spoke, he summoned Little C in his heart.

"Am I exposed! Help!"

Little C: [It's okay, it's okay, master, don't worry, although there is no such paragraph in the original book, the Lord God will definitely guarantee the safety of the master's life! ]

Ji Weiran breathed a sigh of relief.

Little c: [At worst, let's start all over again! ]

Ji Weiran's breath stuck in his throat:? ? ?

His voice was soft and waxy, and the tip of his nose was red from crying, like a poor puppy, tears pattering down on the delicate silver gun.

Looks really terrified.

A flash of panic flashed across Feng Che's eyes, and the strength in his hand became lighter unconsciously.

Continue: "Don't change the subject—"

However, before he could finish speaking, Ji Weiran got up suddenly, his movements were too fast to dodge, and he flew into his arms.

"Brother Feng, please don't treat me like this, I'm really scared, woo woo woo!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his chest, wiping away his tears.

Ning Jue hid behind the big tree and withdrew her mental power.

He didn't dare to release it for too long, for fear of attracting Feng Che's attention.

But he had heard enough.

It turned out that Feng Che had been suspicious of Ji Weiran from the beginning to the end.

That's fine.

Ning Jue's eyes flashed with excitement, and he turned and left quickly.

Feng Che raised his head, and looked sharply at the direction where the black shadow was going away.

After a long while, he was sure that the person had gone far away. He patted the person in his arms whose clothes were wet from crying, and his cold tone softened: "...Okay, don't cry, I believe you."

"Really?" Ji Weiran looked up at him with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Feng Che wiped it off gently for him, this time only said one word: "Yes."

Ji Weiran never believed his nonsense, but he had to cooperate with being an idiot on the face, and smiled happily: "I knew Brother Feng was the best for me."

Finally finished eating, Ji Weiran didn't forget about his business, deliberately took two steps behind Feng Che, intending to find a place to throw the chip away.

However, he touched his empty pocket and his face turned pale.

— The chip is missing.

He obviously put it in his pocket before going out, and he didn't go into the water, so there was no chance of losing it, and he would touch it from time to time to make sure it was still on him.

Except just now, he was distracted by the muzzle.

Ji Weiran looked at the tall and straight figure in front of him with a chill in his heart.

Yes, it must be him.

This man was far scarier than he had imagined.

·

Feng Che looked down at the small chip in his hand, and remembered Ji Weiran crying in his arms last night.

After a while, he cleared the chip's data and put it back to its original location.

Turning around, looking at the person in charge of the laboratory in front of him, he said coldly, "This chip has never been lost, remember?"

"This—" The person in charge opened his eyes wide in shock, and just about to ask, he suddenly bumped into that sharp gaze, and his spirit froze instantly.

"Yes!"