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

Ji Weiran didn't know what happened in just a few seconds.

"Brother Feng, you, you can—" He closed his eyes, with a death-defying expression on his face.

"You can do whatever you want with me."

Huh - mission accomplished!

Finally finished the line of being so ashamed to explode, Ji Weiran breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't wait for the man to be furious.

However, minutes passed by.

The man's back was stiff, as if he had forgotten to move, and his tall and straight figure cast a long shadow on the wall.

"Brother Feng?" Ji Weiran raised his eyes, and put his arms around his waist weakly, widening the distance between the two of them.

The soft moonlight poured down and fell on the two perfect profiles. The height difference between the two was inexplicably harmonious, and coupled with their ambiguous postures, even the air had a lingering taste.

If you don't know, you will really mistakenly think that this is a pair of lovers.

Feng Che recovered from the shock, and pushed him away suddenly: "Presumptuous!"

After recovering mental power inexplicably, the strength in his hands was much stronger than usual.

Ji Weiran staggered and almost fell down.

His eyes were red, and there was a layer of water vapor in his eyes: "Brother Feng, I just want to make you happy..."

Feng Che's expression was gloomy: "I've already given you a chance, since you still haven't left—"

I'm coming!

Ji Weiran nodded in her heart.

However, the man's words were only halfway through, and suddenly there was no movement.

Ji Weiran: "...?"

The fluctuations that had just calmed down had a faint tendency to erupt again, as if they had finally gotten rid of the shackles and made a comeback like revenge. It seemed that there were countless fine needles stirring the nerves in the body until they pierced into the bone crevices.

Feng Che pressed his thin lips tightly, the pain made him dizzy for a while, cold sweat rolled down his back, and his clothes were soaked unconsciously.

Those silver-gray pupils were stained with a touch of dark red, as if suppressing great pain, and the soul was playing between reason and madness.

Ji Weiran was taken aback by his appearance: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Che tore off his collar, the button snapped open, and rolled to the floor.

He stumbled towards the bathroom, his voice trembling: "Get out."

"But……"

"Get out!" Feng Che roared in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and his tall body fell straight backward like a landslide.

Ji Weiran stepped forward subconsciously and supported his back, but the impact was too great, and they both fell onto the bed.

Hiss... What did you eat to grow up? It's so heavy!

He summoned the system in his mind: "Little C, what's going on?"

Little C: [Eh?There is no such paragraph in the novel... It may be a bug, master, wait a moment, I will fix it! ]

After leaving a word of nonsense, he disappeared without a trace.

Ji Weiran: ...

No matter, let's continue to act first, the main character Shou is about to appear on the stage according to the time.

He pushed Feng Che aside with difficulty, got up and touched his forehead.

Ice cold, no fever.

Ji Weiran looked at him suspiciously.

It's so weird.

The moment the warm and soft fingertips touched the skin, it seemed to have magic power, easily calming the restless nerves in the body.

The painful feeling gradually dissipated, replaced by a never-before-seen calm relief.

No, there was, just at the moment when Ji Weiran hugged him.

Feng Che's heart was shaken, and he fixedly stared at Ji Weiran.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter? Why are you looking at me like this..." Ji Weiran touched his face, feeling guilty for a while being stared at by him.

After all, I have done something bad, and I am really afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

Suddenly there was a regular knock on the door.

Ji Weiran was so frightened that he almost fell off the bed.

Seeing Feng Che squinting over, he chuckled and sat down quickly: "There is a knock on the door."

Feng Che took a deep look at him, put away his probing gaze, got up and went to open the door.

Just as Ji Weiran wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized a terrible thing.

Could it be that the protagonist is here?

He stood up abruptly, and quickly ran over: "Wait, wait, don't open the door——"

The protagonist Shou cannot appear now!

Now that Feng Che didn't intend to execute him, how could the protagonist Shou plead for him?How can the two of them stay in the same room and cultivate their relationship?The whole plot line collapsed!

Didn't he die before he started his career?

However, it was still a step too late, the door opened, and a clean and handsome face appeared in front of him.

The young man was wearing a silver-white silk shirt, buttoned up meticulously, and a dark green elk brooch was adorning his chest. His attire was very simple, but he wore it with an air of extravagance.

Her demeanor is cool and dusty, her eyebrows and eyes have a three-point smile, but she seems to reject people thousands of miles away, like a snow lotus on a high mountain, which makes people unbearable to profane.

As expected of the protagonist.

A standard cool beauty!

Behind Feng Che, Ji Weiran praised the cat in his heart.

But when I thought about the collapsed plot, I almost cried.

"What's the matter?" Feng Che stood at the door, not intending to invite anyone in.

Ning Jue's eyes lit up, thinking that he would be rejected again.

"I heard that you are sick, I came to see you—"

Feng Che interrupted him indifferently: "I'm fine."

The young man turned pale and said, "... that's good."

He thought for a while, and continued to exhort:

"Don't be brave when you're not feeling well. Ask Su Nuo to come over to help you take a look. I just contacted Professor Smith, and he will come over after the next speech. I believe that with him here, you will definitely get better soon."

"No need." Feng Che was a little impatient, and refused without thinking, "Is there anything else?"

Ji Weiran: ...

What are you doing to people like you are to enemies? Hey!

Improper assists are not enough. Although things did not go according to the original plot, but in the end, it is just him, a small cannon fodder, who has changed. As long as the protagonist Gong Shou cultivates feelings together tonight, the main line will not be deviated!

Ji Weiran quickly thought of a countermeasure in his heart.

"Brother Feng, who is this?" He poked his head out and looked at Ning Jue in a daze.

It was only then that Ning Jue noticed that there were other people in Feng Che's room.

He was stunned for a rare moment, and the smile on his face froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to his calm and composed appearance.

"So you have guests here." He nodded to Ji Weiran, with a faint smile on his lips.

After finishing speaking, he looked up calmly.

The boy was born extremely beautiful, even though he was used to seeing so many rich kids from the upper class, he still couldn't find anyone who could match him, he hid behind Feng Che like a cat, his voice was soft and soft, his big eyes were dazed And ignorant, full of innocence that doesn't know the world.

The loose neckline was wide open, revealing the snow-white skin and deep collarbone, and further down, there seemed to be a red mark of unknown meaning.

Ning Jue's heart sank bit by bit.

Ji Weiran smiled sweetly: "Hi, I'm—"

Feng Che pulled him back and said in a cold voice, "I won't see you off if there's nothing else to do."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Ning Jue stood at the door, the smile on his face slowly faded, the cold moonlight shone on him, it was clearly midsummer, but there was an inexplicable chill.

·

Ji Weiran hugged the quilt Feng Che threw to him, and couldn't help but start to doubt life.

Tonight, instead of making him angry, I even locked the protagonist out of the door in a frenzied manner. In the end, he was still in Feng Che's room...

Hit the floor? !