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

As soon as her husband finished speaking, Ji Weiran's face turned red.

What a shame!

Tang Lulu almost screamed in excitement.

The boy's soft and waxy voice was like a little sweet cake. At this time, he called her husband obediently. He obviously had a very simple appearance, and there was no trace of impurity in his beautiful eyes, but what he said made people excited. Want to get a nosebleed.

Tang Lulu patted her chest, feeling so excited that she was about to faint.

What kind of sticky cookie is this!It's too milky!

Tang Lulu now only hates that she is not a man, otherwise she would have to pamper this little sweetie!Pet to death!

the other side.

Feng Che's hands trembled, and he almost stepped on the ground and fell down the steps.

"Boss, be careful!" Gu Yuzhou quickly reminded.

Feng Che settled down, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "It's okay."

Ji Weiran looked at Tang Lulu who stared at him with wide eyes, suppressed the shame in his heart, closed his eyes and continued to act like a baby on the phone.

"Husband, are you coming to pick me up tonight?"

The sweet voice was transmitted to the other side through the current.

Feng Che only felt that his ears were burning.

He just wants to put down all his work and see Ji Weiran right away.

"Husband?" The sweet and soft voice of the young man came again, with a little doubt, like a feather fan, gently stirring the heart.

"...Mm." Feng Che said in a low voice.

The hands clenched tightly unconsciously.

"Then come pick me up early, okay?"

After Ji Weiran finished speaking, he hung up the phone unhurriedly.

呕

No, no, no.

Ji Weiran quickly took a sip of milk tea, so ashamed and angry that he wanted to borrow another foot to dig out another school.

The corners of Tang Lulu's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and she coughed heavily to make herself look less abnormal: "Of course, you and your husband have always been so tired and crooked?"

Ji Weiran was taken aback: "Tired, tired and crooked?"

Tang Lulu exaggeratedly shook the goose bumps on her body, and said bluntly: "It's just too greasy, isn't it?"

"But I really like it hahahaha——"

"..."

If I had known earlier, he would have been more normal. So, is this considered crooked?But in the novels he read, calling her husband is standard...

Why do you become tired and crooked when you come to him? !

Ji Weiran angrily took another big mouthful of milk tea.

shameful.

The young man took a sip of the milk tea with puffy cheeks, and the corners of his mouth were unknowingly stained with coffee-colored tea stains.

The warm sunlight poured down on his face, and even the tiny fluff could be seen clearly, the soft and soft bunny appearance almost made people want to rub it hard.

Tang Lulu couldn't hold back for a moment, took out her phone and took a picture.

Ji Weiran blinked suspiciously.

Looking at the photo, Tang Lulu happily said, "The novels I read from now on finally have something to refer to."

"..."

After finishing the dessert, seeing that Tang Lulu liked it, Ji Weiran packed another serving and handed it to Tang Lulu.

"Sister, you can come anytime you want to eat in the future, just give my name, and the proprietress said that you can get a discount." Ji Weiran said with a cute smile.

He has to thank Dongdong when he goes back.

Thinking of Xu Dongdong, Ji Weiran packed another serving of his favorite mango millefeuille.

Tang Lulu said happily: "Of course you are too polite, next time my sister will invite you."

"Okay." Ji Weiran happily agreed.

The two walked out of the dessert house while talking and laughing.

The few people waiting outside were extremely hot, and when they saw Ji Weiran coming out at this time, they were even more irritable, and stepped forward angrily.

The tone was not good: "How about it, how many brothers do you want to make a move?"

Ji Weiran pretended to be a little scared and took two steps back: "Sister, are they...?"

"It's alright, alright, you go back, it's none of your business." Tang Lulu waved her hand and drove them away.

Turning to comfort Ji Weiran: "It's okay, but don't be afraid, they are all my brother's friends, they won't hurt you."

Everyone: "???"

How to eat a cake, the sky has changed?

Who came here after clamoring to make Brother Tang vent her anger on her?

"Lulu, he's not..."

Tang Lulu sternly said: "Okay, I will explain to my brother, you go first."

That being the case, there was no need for everyone to stay, and they couldn't help but look at Ji Weiran a few more times before leaving.

But they really couldn't bear to let them attack such a boy.

Sure enough, good-looking is capital.

"Sister, are you going back to school?" Ji Weiran asked.

Tang Lulu slapped her head: "You still have to go to class, right? I almost forgot about it, it's all right, I'll go back with you, and I'll explain to the teacher."

"Thank you sister." Ji Weiran smiled sweetly, holding seven or eight boxes in both hands.

"I'll take two." Tang Lulu stepped forward to take them.

Ji Weiran didn't give in to anything, and walked forward quickly: "It's fine if I come, the little fairy just needs to be in charge of being pretty."

Rainbow farts come at your fingertips.

Tang Lulu smiled reservedly, took small steps gracefully, and couldn't help but glance at him amusedly: "The mouth is so sweet, did you grow up drinking honey?"

Tang Lulu was completely captivated by a whole-body rainbow fart-style spiritual massage from the inside out.

Just then, her phone rang.

Tang Lulu frowned when she saw it.

Tang Lulu became furious when she remembered that she had lifted a rock and shot herself in the foot.

She answered the phone angrily: "what's the matter?"

"You still said, if it wasn't for you, would I have been able to take on that shitty match? I'll talk about it next time I figure it out, so as not to embarrass me again."

"Of course they didn't mean that at all. I knew that you were always unreliable in the past. Grandpa Yu was right. You should reflect on yourself at home!"

Tang Lulu finished speaking in one breath, and hung up the phone without caring what Yu Hao said over there.

Ji Weiran listened with pricked ears, and blinked innocently when he heard this.

Is this the power of plot cheats?

Originally, he thought that the matter was a bit tricky and might not be easy to solve, but he didn't expect that it would be solved not only with a dessert, but also made Yu Hao angry.

Tang Lulu took a deep breath, and couldn't help complaining to Ji Weiran while walking: "If I didn't owe him a favor before, I really don't want to take care of his affairs."

Ji Weiran raised his eyebrows, but didn't interrupt.

"I used to always think about the love when I was a child, but who knows that the older he gets, the more he will go too far. Sometimes I can't stand him." Tang Lulu said angrily.

"But I always want to give him another chance."

Sometimes people are like this, they will not give up their friends because of one or two wrong things, if everything can be measured by right and wrong, then there will not be so many complicated involvements.

Ji Weiran understood this truth, so he didn't want to get involved in their affairs, let alone take this opportunity to sow discord.

After thinking for a while, Ji Weiran comforted: "Since we are good friends, it's fine if you have something to say, sister, don't be too angry, if you are really angry, just talk to me."

Tang Lulu's heart warmed up: "Thank you for listening to me nagging so much, of course."

In the eyes of outsiders, she is a carefree little princess, but not many people are willing to listen to her heart. Tang Lulu has not felt such a carefree feeling for a long time.

Not only can I get a real CP, but I also have such a good brother!

Ji Weiran smiled sweetly, with pure and clear eyes: "You're welcome, sister."

·

the other side.

Feng Che stood there in a daze.

"Boss, boss!" Gu Yuzhou shouted into his ear.

Feng Che came back to his senses, and strode out: "I'm going to school."

"Huh? Something happened to Xiao Ranran again?" Gu Yuzhou was startled, and quickly put down the CNC board in his hand.

After being reminded by him, Feng Che finally realized that it's not time for school to end yet.

He took a deep breath and pressed his temple helplessly.

"What's the matter?" Gu Yuzhou looked at him with an expression that said he was nervous but not nervous, and became even more confused.

"..." Feng Che lowered his eyes, walked back calmly, and said, "It's okay."

"?" How could it be all right.

Just as Gu Yuzhou was about to continue asking, his eyes suddenly widened in shock: "Boss, why are your ears red?"

Feng Che paused, suppressing the enthusiasm in his heart, his cold voice was rarely uncomfortable.

"fine."

Wearing a neat military uniform on his body, his somewhat mixed-race looks are now sharper and handsomer, and his cold white skin is more dazzling in the dark room.

It's just that the earlobe is bleeding red, like a ruby ​​falling on the translucent white skin.

The deep brows and eyes were tightly locked at this moment, the coldness faded a bit, and he looked unreal.

Seeing his forbearance, Gu Yuzhou was completely anxious.

He yelled: "How could it be all right! Are you feeling unwell? The toxicity has flared up again? Are you going to hide it from me again?!"

"No, I have to call Su Nuo over, boss, please bear with me!"

As Gu Yuzhou said, he dialed Su Nuo's number like his butt was on fire.

Feng Che: "..."

·

Tang Lulu explained her intention to the old professor seriously.

"Professor, I want to participate, can Ji Weiran withdraw?"

"Tsk." The old professor pushed his glasses, a little displeased, "Do you think this is a play? Didn't you recommend Ji Weiran?"

Tang Lulu: "Oh, professor, just let me participate, but he doesn't understand anything, so it would be embarrassing for you to go there."

"Then you understand?" The old professor squinted at her.

"..." Tang Lulu wanted to cry but had no tears.

She doesn't understand anymore!

Otherwise, it is impossible to repeat the grade for so long.

In class, the old professor randomly asked a few students questions, but the result disappointed him greatly.

"Hasn't your teacher taught you such a simple thing before?!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and said puzzledly: "The teacher said that he will teach when he goes to university."

"Yes, the teacher said that this is the content of the university."

Ji Weiran relaxed a little, and became a primary school scumbag with peace of mind.

Not bad, it seems that he is not the only one who doesn't understand.

The old professor said with a sullen face: "Forget it, let's talk about basic [-]D design in this class, and everyone will hand in a design drawing to me in the next class!"

Everyone wailed immediately.

After class, Ji Weiran came to the infirmary.

Xu Dongdong was lying on the bed playing games, when he saw Ji Weiran coming in, he immediately pouted aggrievedly: "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw the cake in Ji Weiran's hand: "Ah! I love you dear!"

"Is it better?" Ji Weiran asked.

"It's all good, I just don't want to go to class."

"You don't want to see Zhou Heng anymore?" Ji Weiran teased him amusedly.

Xu Dongdong snapped: "He's not here this afternoon, I've already made inquiries."

As expected of you.

Ji Weiran gave him a thumbs up.

·

In the bedroom.

Zhou Heng walked in and glanced at Ling Yifan who was sitting there playing games.

Suddenly, the voice said coldly: "Don't disturb Ji Weiran."

Ling Yifan frowned, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, he couldn't help asking Zhou Heng funny, "Who are you?"

This is the first time the college bully has spoken since he moved into the dormitory.

But just said this?

Besides, do you want to bother him?

Ling Yifan looked at him with an unkind expression.

Zhou Heng looked at him indifferently: "If you let me know that you disturbed him, don't blame me for being rude."

Ling Yifan slapped the earphones on the keyboard and stood up.

The heights of the two were equal, and they were both schoolboys when they stood together, but Ling Yifan was stimulated by Zhou Heng's tone at this time, with an impatient expression on his face, and his chin raised, looking very unfriendly.

Compared with Zhou Heng standing in front of him, who always looks indifferent and doesn't pay attention to others, Ling Yifan is even more angry.

"What's going on, are you going to fight?"

Zhou Heng glanced at him lightly: "Childish."

"Huh?" Ling Yifan pushed him angrily, his hands were terrifyingly strong, but Zhou Heng didn't move at all.

"Speak clearly, why did I bother Ranran?"

After Ling Yifan finished speaking, he realized that he unconsciously called Ran Ran.

But it wasn't a bad feeling, and it was surprisingly pleasing to the ear.

However, he still calls him Brother Ling.

Ling Yifan suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up, and looked at Zhou Heng with a cold face.

"He has someone he likes." Zhou Heng said.

Ling Yifan sneered: "Why, you don't want to say that person is you?"

Zhou Heng frowned, and looked at him like a fool: "Of course not."

Ling Yifan suddenly couldn't understand: "Then you are his father, you are so lenient."

"In short, put away the thoughts you shouldn't have." Zhou Heng gave him a warning look, and after saying this, he turned and returned to his seat.

There was a stubborn stubbornness in the cold back, and the bedroom was quiet, only the rustling sound of the tip of the pen falling on the draft paper.

"Crazy." Ling Yifan cursed, and went back to play games.

·

After school, Ji Weiran looked at the luxury car parked at the school gate, quickly looked around twice, then quickly opened the car door and slipped in like a thief.

"Uncle Zhang, next time you park your car farther away."

"Hey, good!" The driver agreed with a smile.

After agreeing, he remembered that he hadn't obtained the young master's consent, and he hurriedly glanced at the rearview mirror in fear.

Feng Che sat in the back seat with no expression on his face.

It seemed that the young master didn't care about such trivial matters, and the driver was relieved.

"Brother Feng, what are we eating tonight?" Ji Weiran put down his schoolbag, touched his empty stomach, and asked greedily, "How about the crayfish?"

Feng Che pursed his lips, but still didn't speak, and looked at Ji Weiran with complicated eyes.

"?" Ji Weiran looked up suspiciously.

Why do you feel that the atmosphere is weird today?

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Honey, just eat crayfish, okay?"

The so-called once familiar twice, it will not be embarrassing if you call too much.

What's more, it's not just me who looks embarrassed.

Sure enough, Feng Che's ice-berg face finally moved, and after a long time, he finally choked out a sentence.

"Don't bark."

There was an imperceptible panic in the voice.

Ji Weiran held back his smile so much that he wanted to cough, his face was unclear, so he said: "Why?"

Before Feng Che could speak, he said in a long milky voice, coquettishly:

"Husband hubby hubby~"

The driver was so ashamed that he almost threw the steering wheel away, his old face flushed.

It really is a young man, the speed is fast!

After Ji Weiran finished speaking, she blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Feng Che obediently.

As long as I am not embarrassed, others are embarrassed!

Feng Che took a deep breath, picked up his coat and covered Ji Weiran's face: "Shut up."

Huh, can't stand it after just two sentences?

Ji Weiran pouted, and decided to let him go first.

He just closed his eyes, yawned, and planned to sleep for a while.

The suddenly quiet carriage made Feng Che feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Feng Che looked over with some doubts, his handsome eyebrows furrowed.

But all the way downstairs, he didn't wait until Ji Weiran said those two words.

·

In the evening, after Ji Weiran took a shower, there was a sudden ding, and the system notification sounded.

[Sub-task: Ask the host to let the protagonist Gong complete the homework for you. ]

Ji Weiran wiped his wet hair, the task was not difficult, but he didn't miss any details, and then looked at the synopsis later.

Sure enough, as he expected.

Ji Weiran took a deep breath.

What a mess!

After Feng Cheye ran back, Ji Weiran finally walked out of the bedroom slowly.

Feng Che was wearing a gray sportswear with the unique vigor of a young man. His short hair was dripping with sweat, flowing from his Adam's apple all the way to his collarbone.

"Brother Feng, you're back." Ji Weiran tugged at the shirt that just covered his buttocks, blushing a little.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Ji Weiran curled up her toes in embarrassment.

Feng Che's pupils shrank, and he fixedly looked at the young man in front of him.

The boy who had just taken a bath was like an egg that had been peeled off its shell, his skin was tender and smooth, and his long legs were dazzlingly white, as if he had no idea what his current appearance meant to a grown man.

Feng Che's eyes darkened, he looked away suddenly, and said coldly, "Go back and put on your clothes."

After finishing speaking, he added an extra sentence: "It's cold at night."

Ji Weiran suppressed the heat on his face, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I'm not cold."

"That's also—"

"Brother Feng, I don't know how to solve a problem, can you help me?" the boy asked softly.

"..." Feng Che coughed lightly and nodded, "Show me."

Feng Che drew a sketch in a few strokes. Just as he was about to tell him, Ji Weiran lay on his lap and suddenly said, "Brother Feng, do you not like me calling you husband?"

Feng Che froze: "Let's talk about the topic first."

"Oh." Ji Weiran said, pursed his mouth, took a sip of the milk beside him.

It is impossible to talk about the topic. As a cannon fodder who loves the protagonist Gong, how could he seize such a good opportunity to use it for speaking.

According to the description given by the plot, Ji Weiran drank a sip of hot milk, endured his shame, and said, "Brother Feng, I don't understand..."

"Then I'll change the method." Feng Che said.

Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes froze for a moment.

I saw the young man looking at him with a pure and harmless look, with milk stains on the corner of his mouth, like a kitten stealing milk, licking with the tip of his pink tongue from time to time, but he missed the spot.

"Brother Feng, you..." Ji Weiran looked at him ignorantly, thinking about ten thousand alpacas.

He closed his eyes, looked at death as if at home, and said according to the lines: "Can you-"

At this moment, Feng Che stood up suddenly, with a flustered expression on his face.

Ji Weiran was caught off guard, the milk was knocked over with a "squeak", and spilled onto Feng Che's sweatpants.

This is not in the plot, Ji Weiran was taken aback, and quickly reached out to wipe it for him.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't burn you, did I?"

However, the milk was spilled impartially, just at an indescribable position, and a large area was wet all at once.

Feng Che's eyelids twitched heavily.

Ji Weiran stretched out his hand in a daze, suddenly he didn't know whether he should put it on or not.

With a twitch of his brain, he raised his face and asked, "Brother Feng, should I still wipe it?"

The author has something to say: ah~ I just wrote this, so I beg for a wave of white liquid, not too much ovo