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

As soon as he uttered this question of the soul, Feng Che froze in place for several seconds.

"Hurry up..." Ji Weiran's eyes blurred, his voice was crying, and he kept urging.

The reddened eye ends were like budding stamens, and the hot heat kept coming up, even the fair neck was dyed a layer of light pink.

It suddenly started raining outside, Feng Che regained his composure and got into the car.

Ji Weiran got the chance and hugged him tightly again, her soft body clinging to Feng Che's body like a cat.

Feng Che froze, his eyelids twitched.

Ji Weiran smelled the clean smell on his body, and the uneasiness and restlessness in his heart were temporarily suppressed.

Just when he wanted to take a step closer, Feng Che grabbed his wrist.

"Really not going to the hospital?" Feng Che looked down at him, with complicated emotions surging in his eyes.

When Ji Weiran heard about the hospital, he immediately frowned again, his trembling voice was like a small fan, gently stirring people's heart: "No, I hate that place..."

"All I need is you." He murmured softly, burying his head into Feng Che's collarbone greedily.

Feng Che's throat moved, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and he said to the driver, "Go home."

"Yes!"

The driver stared straight ahead. From the moment the two of them got into the car, he automatically blocked all sounds that should not be heard, and did not dare to move at all. At this moment, he got the order and started the car quickly.

Feng Che turned on the switch and put down the rear seat baffle, and the inside of the car seemed to be divided into two worlds. The driver finally didn't have to hear the voices behind him, so he let out a long sigh of relief.

In the confined space, the boy's unbearable panting suddenly became clear, and the temperature rose rapidly.

Feng Che turned on the air conditioner, took out a wet towel, and wiped the sweat off Ji Weiran's cheeks.

The rain outside suddenly became heavier, pattering on the car window.

Ji Weiran twisted his body impatiently again, his rosy lips parted slightly, his nose fluttered, as if he couldn't breathe, and his collar had already been torn to pieces.

Feng Che's eyes darkened, he turned away, and took out a bottle of water: "Drink water?"

"No, I hate you..." Ji Weiran burrowed into his arms like a cat, sobbing aggrievedly.

Feng Che's body was stiff, like a sculpture, not daring to move.

The car quickly arrived downstairs.

Feng Che got out of the car with someone in his arms. The rain hadn't stopped. He took out a coat from the car and covered Ji Weiran's head, and walked quickly inside.

There was darkness in front of Ji Weiran, and he could only hear the man's slightly messy footsteps, and the strong heartbeat beating against his eardrum heavily.

Ji Weiran's heart also beat faster and faster.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, groped in the dark for a while, pulled off Feng Che's collar, looked at the cold white skin with red eyes, and then

Take a bite.

Feng Che's pupils trembled, his temples twitched, his arms holding Ji Weiran tightened, and he quickened his pace.

The clean smell on the man's body was delicious, and the little beast in his heart seemed to have finally found a way out, and couldn't hold it back.

Relying on instinct, Ji Weiran ground the smooth neck with his teeth, the restlessness in his body was immediately calmed down a lot, he couldn't help but stick out the tip of his tongue gently.

"Don't move around." Feng Che almost lost his footing, and pressed his dishonest head.

"Hmm..." Ji Weiran was so anxious that his eyes were red again.

After finally entering the room, Feng Che kicked the door shut with a bang.

Three times, five times, two times, stripped off Ji Weiran's clothes.

The young man was glowing with a faint red, like a ripe cherry, sweet and delicious, with water flowing between his brows and eyes, obviously no one bullied him, but he cried aggrievedly.

There is a butterfly-shaped birthmark on her chest, which is dazzlingly gorgeous.

The smooth and white skin was like satin, without a trace of blemish. At this moment, it was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, obediently at Feng Che's mercy.

But Feng Che didn't move for a long time.

Ji Weiran twisted uncomfortably on the sofa, her toes curled up together, under the moonlight, her thin ankles shone with crystal light.

Why didn't he continue?

Ji Weiran whimpered anxiously, and called him: "Brother Feng, hurry up..."

The voice is soft as if you can pinch water.

Ji Weiran was so ashamed that he closed his eyes, but he couldn't control that much now, he just wanted to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling quickly.

In the darkness, Feng Che's expression was secretive, his eyes fixed on him for two seconds, his hoarse voice seemed to be suppressing something.

"Be patient."

After Feng Che finished speaking, he hugged Ji Weiran, and the moment his skin touched, Ji Weiran sighed comfortably.

But the next second

Feng Che put him in the bathtub.

Ji Weiran was stunned for a moment, before he realized what was going on, cold water poured over his head.

Ji Weiran shivered from the cold, forgot to struggle all of a sudden, and seemed to have lost consciousness in a daze.

Holding the shower head, Feng Che didn't dare to put the cold water in for too long, and quickly adjusted the water temperature to a temperature similar to body temperature.

Ji Weiran's body is too weak, and I'm afraid he can't soak in cold water for a long time.

"How is it?" Feng Che stared at him and asked.

Ji Weiran wiped the water off his face, raised his head bluntly, and stared blankly at the man in front of him.

Things... seem to be different from what he thought.

Perhaps the cold water really played a role, and the hot feeling in the body was suppressed a lot.

"I contacted Su Nuo, he will be there in a while, don't worry, you will be fine." Feng Che said.

Ji Weiran nodded blankly.

"How is it?" Feng Che looked at him uncertainly.

Ji Weiran felt dizzy, lost the ability to think, glanced at the tall man in front of him from top to bottom, and asked with a confused face: "Are you not good?"

"...?" Feng Che frowned fiercely, a crack finally appeared on that iceberg face that had been restrained from the beginning to the end.

After Ji Weiran finished saying this, he finally lost all his strength and lay down in the bathtub feeling weak.

so tired.

do not want to talk.

Feng Che turned off the shower head, knelt down and asked, "Is it better?"

Ji Weiran seemed to hear a hint of caution in his tone, but now he didn't want to speak at all, and turned his face to the side in grievance.

Thinking of his own appearance just now, he was so ashamed that he wanted to lose his memory.

But Feng Che continued to ask him relentlessly, and even touched his forehead with his hand, saying to himself, "The temperature has dropped."

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Must have heard wrong.

Ji Weiran thought dizzily.

However, as soon as he touched the cold touch, his body softened involuntarily, burning his reason.

Ji Weiran bit her lower lip tightly, not wanting to make any movement, the restlessness swept through her body again, her chest was so hot that it seemed like it could spew out fire.

At this time, he was soaked in the water, and his whole body was soaked, but he was still sweating unceasingly.

Just as Feng Che was about to take his hand away, Ji Weiran immediately grabbed him, begging in his voice, "Don't go."

"...Okay, I'm not leaving." Feng Che's clothes were also soaked through, he rolled up his cuffs, and acquiesced to Ji Weiran's actions.

Ji Weiran put his big hand on his face, and finally relieved the embarrassment.

His head was groggy, sleepiness hit him unconsciously, he was just about to fall asleep, when suddenly, from the corner of his eye, several scars came into view.

Ji Weiran murmured: "I'm hurt..."

Feng Che's expression tightened: "Where is the injury?"

"This..." Ji Weiran stared blankly at those scars, touched his fingers lightly, and retracted his hand as if he didn't dare.

Feng Che's hands were beautiful, with slender joints, but from the wrists, there were hideous scars extending to the arms, exposed to the warm light in the bathroom.

Although the scary appearance has faded, it still looks painful.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly.

Feng Che's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly recalled the past half a year in his mind. Those days were not good memories for him, he never had the habit of recalling the past.

Feng Che's eyes moved.

Said: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ji Weiran strained his eyelids, looked at those scars, and blew gently: "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, blow..."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and fell asleep all of a sudden, with his face buried in Feng Che's hands.

Soft lips pressed against Feng Che's palm, and Feng Che subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Ji Weiran moved uneasily.

Feng Che looked at the limp hair in front of him, finally gave up struggling, and quietly stood by his side.

Not long after, Su Nuo arrived.

Feng Che carried Ji Weiran out of the bathtub, wrapped him in a towel, and carried him back to the master bedroom.

Before he could change his clothes, Su Nuo couldn't help frowning when he saw his appearance as soon as he came in.

"What's the matter? What happened so late?"

Feng Che explained Ji Weiran's situation to him, Su Nuo looked at the person on the bed, checked again, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he gave him a shot of nutrition and tranquilizer.

"It should be fine." Su Nuo said a little strangely.

Feng Che breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." Su Nuo hesitated to speak.

"But what?" Feng Che asked.

Su Nuo thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's nothing, it should be that the dosage is not too high, so it's fine when the medicine is over."

"But next time you encounter this kind of situation, you still have to send him to the hospital. Your method is too simple and rude." Su Nuo shook his head amusedly.

"There won't be a next time." Feng Che quietly looked at the person on the bed, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

Su Nuo observed here for a while, making sure that Ji Weiran was fast asleep and nothing else would happen, so he left with peace of mind.

Feng Che changed his wet clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, and quietly looked at the person lying on the bed.

Ji Weiran's face was ruddy, he seemed to be in a deep sleep, his brows were relaxed, and he no longer looked uncomfortable.

After making sure that Ji Weiran was fine, Feng Che finally got up, went into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

An hour later, he finally came out of the bathroom, and while checking the school surveillance sent to him by Gu Yuzhou, he stayed in front of Ji Weiran's bed.

Sit till dawn.

·

When Ji Weiran woke up, it was already bright outside, and the sun shone in through the gaps in the curtains.

He rubbed his eyes.

Suddenly, Ji Weiran looked at the strange pajamas on his body, and blinked his eyes suspiciously.

last night……

Memories came rushing in like a tidal wave, Ji Weiran froze on the spot, forgot to move, a blush crept up his cheeks, followed by his ears, until finally, like a cooked crayfish, he jumped onto the bed with a bang , buried firmly in the quilt and refused to come out.

The last memory of last night was when he asked Feng Che

"Are you a man?"

You, to, end, yes, no, yes, man, person...

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Ji Weiran collapsed and buried under the quilt, wishing he could just sleep to death.

Is he crazy?How could you say such a thing?

and after?

How did Feng Che bring him back?He also said that he didn't say anything more excessive?

Ji Weiran sat up quickly, looked at his body, found no strange marks, and didn't feel any strange on his body, so he was relieved.

Almost got drunk and messed with that or something.

What a shame!

Wait, no.

Ji Weiran's brows were furrowed, and his pretty eyebrows were tightly knit together.

He didn't drink alcohol last night, he only ate some dessert, could it be...

Ji Weiran thought for a long time, but his mind was so messed up that he couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ji Weiran was taken aback, and quickly climbed onto the bed, wrapping herself in the quilt.

It's too shameful, he is completely unprepared how to face Feng Che now.

There was another knock outside, Ji Weiran quickly closed his eyes, and snored a little pretending to be asleep.

Feng Che pushed open the door, his footsteps were so light that he could hardly hear any movement.

Ji Weiran was a little strange, and quietly showed some slits in his eyes, but it happened to meet Feng Che's gaze.

"Are you awake?" Feng Che asked.

Ji Weiran: "..."

Ji Weiran had no choice but to open his eyes, pretending to just wake up, and greeted him as usual: "...Good morning Brother Feng."

"last night--"

Just as Feng Che was about to speak, Ji Weiran quickly interrupted: "I drank too much last night, so I don't remember anything!"

Feng Che looked at him quietly for a moment, and said, "Your classmate was looking for you last night, now wake up and give him a call back."

"Huh? Oh, good!"

"En." After Feng Che finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

Tacitly did not mention what happened last night.

Ji Weiran suppressed the enthusiasm on his face, looked at the call record, it turned out to be Xu Dongdong, he dialed back.

"what happened?"

"Of course, are you okay? After the dance yesterday, I couldn't find you no matter how hard I searched. I was so worried."

Only then did Ji Weiran remember, and pressed his temple: "I'm worrying you, I'm fine, just drink—"

Xu Dongdong's voice of gossip came suddenly: "How is it? Are you doing well?"

"...?" Ji Weiran looked confused.

"I found that his voice is so nice, my ears are almost pregnant. He must be a handsome guy, right?"

What the hell? !

Ji Weiran knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "It's not what you think, he and I—"

"Oh, ok, ok, I know, I called you several times and he said you were asleep. I'm relieved to know that you're fine. I'll come back when I have a rest, bye!"

After Xu Dongdong said a long list to himself, he hung up the phone directly.

Ji Weiran listened to the beeping sound on the phone with a look of lovelessness.

After taking a shower, Ji Weiran stood in front of the mirror.

The eyes of the person in the mirror were still a little red, and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, with a drunken look in his eyes, a look that was easy to bully.

There were drops of water on his fair and tender face. He was already small, but at this moment, he looked like a minor.

Ji Weiran wiped her hair irritably, the blush on her face never faded away.

Stop thinking about it!

Isn't it just a bit of hilarity?What's the big deal!

Ji Weiran looked in the mirror and cheered himself up.

On the dining table, several different breakfasts were placed on the plate, and Ji Weiran's stomach growled in response to the occasion.

But Feng Che never ate breakfast, could it be that his aunt came?

Ji Weiran was a little strange.

Feng Che came out of the kitchen, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Ji Weiran, his voice was as indifferent as ever: "Let's eat."

"……Oh."

The meal was eaten in silence, and Ji Weiran didn't dare to ask what happened after last night, so he could only bite the bullet and pretend he didn't know anything.

·

Feng Che seemed very busy in the next few days, Ji Weiran went back to the dormitory by himself.

He was still alone in the bedroom, Ji Weiran took a look and decided to add some green plants, otherwise it would look too lifeless.

Ji Weiran followed the route given by the optical brain, and soon came to the largest flower, bird and fish market nearby.

"This is a good thing. You are knowledgeable. If you know this price, I will definitely not be able to sell it. You can add more." A stall owner said suddenly.

This is a stall selling little turtles. The owner of the stall is a young man in his 30s, not tall, with squinting eyes.

"Boss, you must be honest when doing business. This one looks sick, and I'm afraid you won't live long." An old man obviously watched for a while, and reminded the customer aloud when he saw that the customer wanted to buy.

"This..." The female customer hesitated for a while.

"Hey old man, my turtle is so alive and kicking, why don't you buy it and stop making trouble here? Hurry up and leave."

The old man shook his head, didn't say anything, turned around and continued to stroll leisurely.

Ji Weiran came back to his senses and looked away.

He had raised a little tortoise before, originally it was raised by a friend, but after the friend didn't want it, he just took it.

In fact, this kind of little thing can't bark or play with its owner, so it's not really a popular pet, but after two years of raising Ji Weiran, it really developed affection.

Usually he is not noisy, and he was trained by Ji Weiran to know where to eat and where to go to the bathroom. Every day, he goes out for a walk like a king patrolling his territory, and then climbs back to the balcony to bask in the sun.

But one day, it never came out again.

Ji Weiran didn't think he had a deep affection for it at first, but it still made him sad for a long time to suddenly lose this little thing that wandered around every day.

Ji Weiran thought about it, and decided to go and have a look.

He walked through several stalls, and finally his eyes lit up.

The pattern and size are similar to the one he raised before, Ji Weiran's heart softened, and he suddenly understood why there are doubles in this world.

"Just it."

"Young man has good eyesight." The old man came back after turning around, couldn't help but praise, and sighed regretfully.

"There are not many young people who like this now."

Ji Weiran smiled: "Thank you, I like it too."

The old man talked a lot about raising little tortoises with great interest, Ji Weiran wrote them down one by one, and asked him for a long time if there was something he didn't understand, and the old man explained it patiently.

After speaking, it seems that there is still a little more to say.

"I didn't expect you to be really interested in this. You are willing to listen to me, an old guy, for so long. Unlike my grandson, who doesn't go home every day." The old man sighed while talking, "Oh, forget it Forget it, don’t mention it.”

Ji Weiran could only swallow the words he wanted to comfort.

"Well, little classmate, I'll pay double the price, how about you sell it to me?" The old man suddenly changed the subject.

"?"

Ji Weiran shook his head hastily, holding the small box in his arms tightly as if he was covering his baby.

The old man clicked his tongue and said in a persuasive way: "Look, we hit it off so well, and I have taught you so many things that others don't know."

"Well," Ji Weiran obediently called out, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Then hugged even tighter.

The enthusiastic female stall owner quickly said: "Master, we have other varieties here, take a look, you will be satisfied."

The old man shook his head, apparently he fell in love with the one Ji Weiran bought, and didn't even look at the others.

"How about it, young man, if you offer me a price, I'll buy whatever you want." The old man said while taking out his wallet.

"Young man, then you can sell it to this grandpa. Auntie still has some more, so you can choose?" the female shopkeeper said with a smile.

Ji Weiran immediately wanted to run.

At this moment, the old man suddenly said strangely: "I clearly remembered to bring out my wallet."

The shopkeeper smiled: "You old man still use a wallet? It's almost an antique."

Hearing this, Ji Weiran looked over, and suddenly saw a sneaky person behind the old man, holding a brown wallet in his hand.

"There are thieves!" Ji Weiran said.

When the old man turned his head, he saw the thief and said urgently, "Stop, don't run!"

The thief glanced back, ran away, and kept bumping into the crowd: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"I'll go after it." Ji Weiran's face darkened, and he got up and chased after him.

"Be careful!" the old man shouted worriedly from behind.

"Don't worry, old man, just sit here and wait." The owner quickly called the police.

The thief ran fast all the way, and picked corners. The buildings around here are a bit dense, like a maze.

Ji Weiran followed closely all the way.

"Don't, don't chase!" the thief said out of breath, running out of breath.

Ji Weiran kept a constant speed all the time, and didn't sprint hard. On the one hand, he wanted to maintain his physical strength, and on the other hand, he was afraid of scaring the little turtle.

Been running for almost 10 minutes.

"...I, I'm going to die..." The thief's face turned pale, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he couldn't run at all, and he sat down on the ground.

"Here, here you are..." The thief threw the wallet on the ground with the last bit of strength, and then lay sprawled on the road, motionless.

Ji Weiran ran to his side, finally stopped, and took a deep breath.

It was so hot that my forehead was full of sweat.

Ji Weiran wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked it up and looked at it: "Is there anything missing?"

The thief was too tired to say a word, so he shook his head slowly.

Not long after, the police came.

Ji Weiran handed over the wallet to the police, looked at the little turtle in the box, made sure that there was nothing wrong with it, and then walked back slowly with peace of mind.

the other side.

The old man took back his wallet and wanted to thank Ji Weiran face to face, but he didn't even see a figure of him. He waited until the market closed, but he still didn't find anyone, so he left with regret.

Opposite of the road.

The driver quickly opened the car door: "Old man, where have you been? Why is it taking so long?"

"what happened?"

"Master is calling."

He seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened instantly, and he snorted: "No answer."

·

Feng Che stood by the window sill, picked up the phone: "How is it?"

Gu Yuzhou: "Boss, I've asked you clearly. This person really took money to work for others. Guess who ordered him?"

"Who?"

Gu Yuzhou said a name.

Feng Che's eyes turned cold, and his voice was cold: "Got it."

There was a knock at the door, Feng Che hung up the phone and turned to look over.

"Grandpa, why didn't you answer the phone, where did you go?"

Feng Lao glanced at him, then looked inside again, making sure that there was no one else but Feng Che, and snorted heavily: "Didn't I tell you to bring someone back? Why did you come back by yourself?"

Feng Che pursed his lips, but did not speak.

"What's the matter coming back?" Feng Lao sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.

"It will be your birthday in a few days." Feng Che said.

Feng Lao waved his hand: "No need to do it, I think it's noisy, just come back by yourself."

Feng Che nodded: "Okay, got it."

"Grandpa, I'm leaving first, you go to bed early."

"Hurry up, don't come back and anger me!" Feng Lao chased people away with a look of disgust, and put the teacup heavily on the table.

Feng Che lowered his eyes, turned around and walked out.

After a while, the huge villa became quiet again. Feng Lao picked up his teacup and took a sip, but it didn't taste like how he drank it.

"Brat, let's go so fast again."

·

Ji Weiran settled the little tortoise according to the old man's words. After a few days, he found that the little tortoise seemed to have really grown up a bit.

It's quite lively.

The little tortoise slowly jumped down from the box, snapped, and rolled over, with its round shell facing downwards, shaking its four claws as if begging for help.

Ji Weiran turned it over with a funny smile.

He is the only one in the dormitory, and the class has not officially started yet, but there will be some lectures frequently, so Ji Weiran comes every day, while the other roommates are always invisible.

Another classmate named Zhou Heng never came to report.

Ji Weiran glanced at the document on his desk, and walked over curiously, at this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

He picks it up.

"Did it come down?"

Ji Weiran glanced at the time: "Now!"

He rattled downstairs and trotted all the way to the school gate.

That day he mentioned that he wanted Feng Che to pick him up every day. Originally, he did it casually, but Feng Che actually agreed.

in the car.

Feng Che turned off his optical brain, looking at Ji Weiran he hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, Brother Feng?"

Feng Che pursed his lips, turned his head, and the perfect facial features were reflected on the car window.

"It's all right," he said.

"?" Ji Weiran pouted.

If Feng Che didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't ask any more questions.

Ji Weiran has now fully mastered the skills of talking to Feng Che, maybe the protagonist Gong is like this?

Always with a cold look, saying one more word seems to kill him.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Ji Weiran was a little puzzled: "Brother Feng, aren't we going home?"

Feng Che's eyes flashed, and what Feng Lao said rang in his ears.

"Brother Feng?"

Feng Che came back to his senses and said, "Today is Grandpa's birthday, he asked me to go back."

"Ah, then... I'll get off at the front, or I can take a taxi back by myself." Ji Weiran said empathetically.

"..." Feng Che.

"It's not easy to take a taxi here."

Ji Weiran blinked suspiciously: "But I just saw—"

"We'll be there soon." Feng Che said in a flat tone.

Ji Weiran: "..."

He tentatively asked, "Brother Feng, do I... want to go too?"

Ji Weiran is a bit strange, it seems that Feng Che planned to take him there from the beginning, but it doesn't make sense.

Is there any place where he can be used?

It stands to reason that for a person of Feng Che's status, if his grandfather celebrates his birthday, there will be a lot of ostentation. It is estimated that all of them will be people of high status. A birthday party like this is basically an important occasion for exchanging contacts. Could it be...

"It's here." The cold tone came suddenly.

Feng Che got out of the car first.

"Oh." Before Ji Weiran could figure it out, he got out of the car in a daze.

·

Ning Jue put down the gift and said with a smile, "Grandpa Feng, your health is still so good."

Yu Hao followed behind to say hello: "Happy birthday to Grandpa Feng!"

"Okay, okay, sit down." Feng Lao smiled, and when he saw Yu Hao behind him, the smile on his face faded a little.

He has never been used to the behavior of this second generation ancestor, and Ning Jue never brought him here before.

Feng Lao raised his eyelids and looked around.

Presumably it was to celebrate his birthday, so it's not easy for him to slap the junior in the face.

Several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, Yu Hao was the most active, and the cold villa for a long time was suddenly filled with laughter.

At this moment, Ning Jue sighed softly.

Feng Lao frowned: "What's wrong?"

Ning Jue smiled immediately: "It's nothing." It's just that the smile was a bit forced.

"Speak." Feng Lao's face darkened, "Did that brat bully you? Don't worry, grandpa will make the decision for you."

Ever since Ning Jue knew that Ji Weiran was rescued, he has been restless these days. He is not sure if it was Feng Che who rescued Ji Weiran that day.

If it is... what does it mean?

Ning Jue didn't dare to think about it.

The only chance he can seize now is Feng Lao's place.

Feng Che respects and cares most about Feng Lao. As long as Feng Lao doesn't let go, the Feng family will definitely have a place for him.

Ning Jue settled down and said, "Grandpa, I think you should stop forcing him."

"What do you mean?" Feng Lao was puzzled.

Ning Jue lowered his eyes and said with a lonely expression: "I decided to quit, Feng Che... doesn't like me, I thought it would be fine as long as I was with him all the time, but now that he has someone else by his side, if I do this again, I will be fine. Make it hard for him."

Yu Hao immediately said unconvinced: "Cousin, you just let that bitch go like this? I don't agree!"

"Stop it!" Ning Jue scolded in a low voice.

Feng Lao frowned, put down the teacup in his hand, and his face became serious: "What's going on?"

Yu Hao explained the matter emphatically.

Feng Lao's face became more and more serious when he heard it, and he slammed his fist on the coffee table with a bang, his face was livid: "It's just nonsense!"

Yu Hao hooked the corners of his lips, and calmly gave Ning Jue a look.

Continue to fan the flames: "You said that it's okay for him to stay by Brother Feng's side for money, but he even threatened the little girl to be with him. Make it like this."

"Is the brat blind?!" Old Feng's forehead was swollen with veins.

"Hey, Brother Feng can't be entirely blamed." Yu Hao said, "It's all because Ji Weiran is too good at pretending. Really, you don't know, he is simply a green tea bitch."

"Okay Xiaohao, stop talking." Ning Jue said with a hurt face.

Feng Lao sighed heavily, and asked, "Is your injury okay?"

Yu Hao immediately let out an "ouch", frowned and said, "I was too excited just now, and my legs were a little flaky again, this kid is really ruthless!"

Hearing this, Feng Lao glanced at Yu Hao lightly, and a look of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Xiao Jue, don't worry, Grandpa will definitely make the decision for you."

He is not old-fashioned, and he will not fail to recognize the truth and falsehood in Yu Hao's words, but those are not important.

Ning Jue was the one he had in mind, since the child had been wronged and put so much effort into seeking justice from him, he naturally wanted to turn to him.

And if the brat really finds him an uneasy person, he won't be able to pass the test.

Thinking of what Yu Hao said about that person, Old Feng frowned.

It didn't sound like he liked it.

"Thank you, grandpa." Ning Jue said gratefully.

At this moment, the door opened and Feng Che walked in.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Ji Weiran followed behind Feng Che, blinking suspiciously.

So there was no banquet?This old man is really low-key...

When Ning Jue heard the voice, he quickly raised his head, but before he could be happy, his gaze passed Feng Che and saw Ji Weiran following behind.

His eyes darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly, burning with jealousy.

Feng Che actually brought him back.

But after thinking about it for a moment, he was relieved again.

Ning Jue slightly raised the corners of her lips, her eyes lightly fell on Ji Weiran.

Fortunately, he came in time today. From now on, even if Ji Weiran has the means, Feng Lao will not be able to pass that test.

Ning Jue turned her head and reminded softly, "Grandpa, it's him."

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Old Feng frowned tightly, the air pressure around his body became extremely low, and he was on the verge of fury.

Ning Jue didn't say any more, and waited to see the good show.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and Ning Jue looked over strangely.

I saw Feng Lao frowned in doubt first, then opened his eyes wide, and his eyes turned from disbelief to great surprise.

"It's you?"

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