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

Ji Weiran forgot how he got back to the bedroom last night, anyway, he didn't hear what Feng Che said later in a daze.

I slept on and off for half the night, and didn't rest very well.

Ji Weiran stretched lazily, hugging the quilt and not wanting to get up.

Just then, the phone rang suddenly.

Ji Weiran touched it for a long time and finally took it over. He looked at it and picked it up.

"Dongdong, what's wrong?"

His voice was waxy and nasal, and it sounded like he had just woken up.

"You haven't gotten up yet?" Xu Dongdong lowered his voice and asked in surprise.

Ji Weiran yawned and rubbed his eyes: "I just woke up, what's wrong?"

Xu Dongdong shouted anxiously: "The old man is calling the roll! Hurry up! This time is super fierce!!"

Roll call?

Ji Weiran sat up with a bang, glanced at the time, and wailed.

Why is it so late!

He hurried to the bathroom to wash up, picked up a shirt and was about to rush out.

Feng Che came out of the study room, pressed the center of his eyebrows, and stopped him when he saw this: "Wait a minute."

"Brother Feng, I'm late, let's talk about it when I come back!" Ji Weiran put on his socks and kicked off his shoes, but the more anxious he was, the harder it was to tie them.

He was so anxious that he almost kicked his shoes off.

Feng Che sighed softly, and walked over with long legs.

He squatted down, revealing the perfect tight forearm line, helped Ji Weiran tie his shoelaces in two or three strokes, and whispered: "I'll see you off, there's no rush."

Ji Weiran was startled, forgot to struggle, and looked down at the man squatting in front of him, dazed for a moment.

"Put on your clothes." The man's cold voice came again.

Ji Weiran came back to his senses, didn't care to think too much, and quickly said: "It's too late!"

With that said, he picked up his schoolbag and was about to rush out.

With a stretch of his arm, Feng Che pulled the man back, pressed him onto the chair, and said in an unquestionable voice: "It's too late."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went back to the bedroom, and found a thick sweater.

It is now the beginning of November, and the weather outside is getting colder and colder. Occasionally, there are a few yellow leaves floating on the road, and even the few little squirrels that often squat on the windowsill are gone.

All of them indicate that winter is coming.

Feng Che thought that Ji Weiran caught a little cold last night, thought about it, and took another scarf.

Ji Weiran originally wanted to rush out, but suddenly remembered that he hadn't picked up his homework, so he ran to the study room and shuffled all the papers on the table into his schoolbag.

He didn't have time to catch his breath until he got into the car in a hurry.

Don't be late next time!

"Put it on." Feng Che handed the scarf in his hand to Ji Weiran.

"I don't—Ah Choo!"

Feng Che looked at him indifferently, maintaining his original posture without moving.

Ji Weiran had no choice but to curl her lips and put on the scarf.

Not to mention, it's really warm.

Ji Weiran touched the fluffy scarf, lowered his eyelashes slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes.

He has to be careful about being courteous for nothing, rape or steal.

Just thinking about it, a grunt suddenly sounded in the quiet carriage.

Ji Weiran's ears perked up, he looked down, and then his face turned red.

"Uncle Zhang, stop the car in front." Feng Che ordered.

"Yes." The driver quickly parked the car on the side of the road.

Ji Weiran was a little embarrassed, and hid half of his face in the scarf, leaving only a pair of round eyes, looking out the window with an expression of "it's not my business".

Feng Che got out of the car, and opened the door again not long after.

The bleak autumn wind was swept in, carrying the man's bitter taste, and... the smell of breakfast.

Ji Weiran's eyes lit up, and he moved his nose.

Feng Che looked at the greedy look on the boy's face, and handed over the breakfast in his hand: "Eat."

"Brother Feng, don't you?" Ji Weiran picked up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up like a little hamster, and asked him inarticulately.

"I'm used to it." Feng Che said lightly.

Ji Weiran thought for a while, handed him breakfast, asked Uncle Zhang to stop the car again, opened the car door and jumped out: "Wait for me!"

When he ran back again, he had an extra breakfast in his hand.

"Give you."

Just treat it as the reward for helping him with his homework last night.

Feng Che raised his eyes, looking at the young man with red lips and white teeth under the backlight.

The sun coated the boy's body with a layer of gold, his soft hair ran a little messy, his beautiful eyes looked at him without blinking, and there was a sweet pear dimple at the corner of his mouth.

"Take it." Ji Weiran urged.

Feng Che came back to his senses, gave a faint "um", and took it over.

The fingertips touched lightly inadvertently, carrying the warm body temperature of the young man, entangled in the palm of the hand.

"It seems to be wearing too much." Ji Weiran ate and ate, getting hotter and hotter, and planned to take off two clothes.

Feng Che frowned: "Get dressed."

"They have to laugh at me seeing how much I wear." Ji Weiran muttered unhappily.

Feng Che suddenly thought of the scene last night, with long thin white legs dangling in front of his eyes.

For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable, and seeing Ji Weiran's carefree look, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you wearing so little in the dormitory?"

Ji Weiran blinked, thought of Xu Dongdong who was used to sleeping naked, and Ling Yifan who was topless after playing golf, and said casually, "They are even less than me."

Feng Che's eyes narrowed for a moment, and his voice was unconsciously cold: "So you learned from them to take off your clothes every now and then?"

……

What do you mean I take off my clothes at every turn? !

Ji Weiran frowned: "I'm hot, can't I take it off?"

"And isn't this normal in the boys' dormitory?" Ji Weiran looked at Feng Che with an unreasonable expression on his face, his eyes were wide open, and his cheeks were puffed up like a puffer fish.

Feng Che's face darkened: "Speak well, don't be cute."

?

Ji Weiran kicked him angrily: "Stop talking!"

Feng Che took a deep look at him, and began to seriously think about making Ji Weiran move out of the dormitory.

·

When we arrived at school, Ji Weiran took a last sip of milk, and hurriedly closed the car door: "Brother Feng, I'm leaving!"

At the beginning of the frosty wind, the floating clouds covered it, and the sunlight cast from the gaps in the clouds was slightly chilly.

However, Ji Weiran ate a warm breakfast, so hot that a thin layer of blush appeared on his cheeks.

Feng Che looked at it for a while, until Ji Weiran's back disappeared, then he said: "Let's go."

When he arrived at the classroom, Ji Weiran stooped and sneaked in through the back door.

He looked around for a while, finally saw Xu Dongdong, trotted over and sat down.

"How is it? Did you spot me?" Ji Weiran asked in a low voice.

Xu Dongdong patted his forehead: "Fortunately for you, the old man was called away and hasn't come back yet. Say, what did you do last night?"

"Is it..." Xu Dongdong said, laughing gossipingly.

Ji Weiran said without shame: "Of course I did my homework."

"?" Xu Dongdong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly urged: "Quick, let me copy it! The old man will accept it in a while."

Ji Weiran complained while flipping through his schoolbag: "You don't know, I didn't sleep well last night because of this homework, and I came out this morning without eating...I found it, this is it!"

Ji Weiran snapped a few drawings onto the table.

Xu Dongdong quickly took it over, and handed him the notes by the way: "This is what the old man said just now, copy it quickly."

"Oh, good." Ji Weiran also started to brush.

——Two elementary school scumbags help each other.

Zhou Heng, who was sitting in the back, withdrew his gaze, frowned, thought of something, closed his textbook, got up and left the classroom.

After he left, the female classmate sitting next to him immediately breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I'm so handsome!"

"I can't even look at him, I'm so nervous."

"It turns out that good students also skip classes."

"What do you know, it's the same whether this kind of super-student listens to the lectures or not."

……

The old professor didn't come back until the class was over, and asked a girl in the front row with a serious face: "Take all your homework, and let him go to my office if you haven't handed it in."

"Okay, I got it, professor." The girl nodded.

Walking to Ji Weiran's place, the girl's face blushed slightly.

From the first day of class, everyone knew this classmate named Ji Weiran. Not only was he recommended by Tang Lulu to participate in the competition, but also because of his outstanding appearance, it was difficult for people to ignore him.

And I don't know what kind of magical power he has. Those few good-looking students who have studied well can be said to be the most popular among the freshmen of C University, and they all surround him.

As a result, his area has become the most popular, and it is also the place that most people dare not set foot on easily.

The girl suppressed her beating heart and whispered, "Student Ji, it's time to hand in your homework."

Ji Weiran lay down on the table to catch up on sleep, and fell into a deep sleep.

The girl bit her lower lip in embarrassment, not daring to touch him, but she couldn't explain it to the teacher, and when she was struggling, Xu Dongdong got up in a daze.

She seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "Student, hand in, hand in your homework."

"Oh." Xu Dongdong rubbed his eyes and stuffed a few blueprints into her hands.

"Here, for both of us."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, quickly said thank you, and looked at Ji Weiran who was sleeping soundly, and left with a blushing face.

in the supermarket.

Ling Yifan finished playing, took a bottle of iced drink, and was about to leave when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Zhou Heng.

"Yo, isn't this our college bully who is both father and mother." He folded his arms and looked at the person who carefully selected the snacks, and couldn't help but sneer.

Zhou Heng glanced at him lightly, but said nothing.

Ling Yifan gritted his teeth.

He saw the shape of the mouth!Calling him childish again!

"You're not naive, what are you eating... and milk-flavored pastries? Tsk tsk tsk." Ling Yifan snorted.

Suddenly, he frowned: "No, this is not what you ate."

Ling Yifan immediately said as if he was facing an enemy: "Did you buy it for Ranran?!"

After Zhou Heng finished selecting, he said to the supermarket staff, "Please warm up the milk, thank you."

"It must be!" Ling Yifan confirmed.

Zhou Heng ignored him and stood aside with indifferent eyes.

"Do you know what fair competition is?" Ling Yifan squinted his eyes, and gestured his middle finger not to be outdone, "You have the nerve to warn me."

Zhou Heng finally spoke, with a cold tone: "I heard that you have never had a boyfriend. If you are curious and think it is fun, I advise you to stop in moderation."

Ling Yifan's footsteps stopped, and he replied in the same tone: "I don't need you to worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the snack area and began to choose carefully.

Not long after, two big boys who were close to 1.9 meters went back to the dormitory with a bunch of snacks.

Ji Weiran just finished feeding the little tortoise, playing games with Xu Dongdong on the bed, and greeted people habitually when they came back.

Ling Yifan suddenly didn't know how to speak, since the last incident, he hasn't had a good conversation with Ji Weiran.

He thought about it and decided to take this opportunity to have a good talk.

"Um...you didn't have breakfast? I'm here..." Ling Yifan was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say, his face was slightly red.

Fuck, how do you strike up a conversation? !

Girls used to pursue him, and he has no experience in chasing people, let alone a boy.

Ji Weiran looked away from the screen, and said strangely: "I've eaten it, haven't you? There are snacks on the table."

"Here, here, defend!" Xu Dongdong yelled.

Ji Weiran quickly looked at the screen intently: "Here we come."

"Eat, have you eaten?" Ling Yifan froze on the spot.

Zhou Heng glanced at Ji Weiran on the bed, and unconsciously clenched the hand holding the bag.

After a while, he put the snacks on the table, without saying anything, turned and left the dormitory with almost no sense of presence.

After a while, the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open heavily, and the boy breathlessly said: "Ji Weiran, are you in this dormitory?"

Ling Yifan frowned: "What's wrong?"

Ji Weiran sat up: "I'm here."

"Hurry, go to the principal's office, something has happened!"

·

When Ji Weiran arrived, several big leaders in the office were there. Ling Yifan and Xu Dongdong followed behind Ji Weiran, not understanding what happened.

The atmosphere was unusually serious.

"Who is Ji Weiran?" the principal asked in a deep voice.

Ji Weiran took a step forward: "Excuse me, what happened?"

The principal looked at the design drawings in his hand, and asked with a confused expression, "Is this your homework?"

Ji Weiran took a glance, those few pieces of paper looked familiar, he could not remember them wrongly, nodded: "Yes."

"Listen! There is no misunderstanding!" The headmaster immediately turned his head and said to the old professor in a low voice, his face flushed with anger.

Gritting his teeth, his voice trembled: "This is going to be a big deal!"

The old professor frowned tightly: "Principal, I don't think Ji Weiran is such a child, how about..."

It's just that as he talked, he didn't have the confidence in his heart.

Earlier, he was looking at the handed-in homework, and he was very angry at first, but he didn't expect to suddenly find an extremely excellent design drawing.

The old professor excitedly showed everyone in the office, thinking that he had found a treasure, but someone suddenly said that he seemed to have seen this design somewhere.

Plagiarism is taboo, but there are more serious things than just plagiarism.

After multiple identifications, it was determined that this design drawing was a sketch they handed over to the military during this cooperation, and it was classified as a first-class military secret.

How could it be in the hands of an ordinary student? !

This is a serious leak of secrets, and everyone might go to court-martial.

The matter was so important that the principal didn't dare to delay. According to the procedure, he reported it to the Supreme Investigation Agency and contacted the military at the same time.

Xu Dongdong asked puzzledly: "Professor, what happened?"

The old professor sighed heavily, picked up the design drawing and asked, "The last time the teacher asks you, is this really your homework?"

Ji Weiran looked at it, feeling bad, he even brought other things on the table in a hurry in the morning, and they were handed over.

He said truthfully: "This one is not."

"Then where did this come from?" the principal asked quickly.

"You tell the truth, don't hide it, or it will be of no benefit to you, you know?"

Ji Weiran bit her lip in embarrassment.

Xu Dongdong was in a hurry: "Of course, tell me quickly!"

Everyone looked at Ji Weiran seriously.

Ling Yifan coughed, and frowned uncomfortably: "Teacher, there may be a misunderstanding here, don't scare him by asking this."

"Shut up!" the principal yelled angrily.

Still scared, maybe everyone will be implicated.

Ji Weiran took a deep breath, now that the matter can no longer be concealed, he could only bite the bullet and say: "This is actually... actually my boyfriend—"

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and several people in casual clothes rushed in.

The leading man looked extremely upright, but his face was very gloomy, and his eyes swept around coldly.

"Who is Ji Weiran?"

Ji Weiran suppressed what he wanted to say, and replied, "I am."

The man glanced at him, and suddenly said sharply: "Take it away!"

"no!"

"Why do you arrest people!"

"But don't be afraid, we won't let them take you away!"

Xu Dongdong and Ling Yifan immediately stood in front of Ji Weiran.

"Principal, is he right?" the man asked coldly.

"This..." The principal and the professors were also very embarrassed, but this matter was too difficult, and they had no right to overstep their powers at all.

"Sir, maybe there is a misunderstanding here." The old professor said, wanting to intercede for Ji Weiran.

The man was unmoved: "If there is any misunderstanding, we will talk about it in the interrogation room."

Ji Weiran knew that today's matter must be made clear, he thought for a while, and nodded: "Okay, then I will go with you."

"Who are you going to go!" Ling Yifan suddenly shouted, "Do you know who they are?!"

He had heard that generally such matters involving military secrets were investigated by the Supreme Investigation Bureau, and even an iron man would be stripped of his skin if he entered.

Ling Yifan didn't believe that Ji Weiran was some kind of spy, so he stopped in front of Ji Weiran and said nothing.

Xu Dongdong followed and said, "Yes, who are you? Why should I go with you!"

The man touched his pocket and showed his ID card: "Special Operations Group, the leader of the third group. Any questions?"

"..." Xu Dongdong was dumbfounded, and after thinking about it, he asked unwillingly: "Then what right do you have to take someone away if you say so?"

"Okay." The man picked up the drawing on the side and asked Ji Weiran.

"Where did it come from?"

Ji Weiran truthfully said: "At home."

The man showed an impatient face, and his voice became a little colder: "Where did you get it before you brought it home?"

"Yes……"

"I know!" Xu Dongdong said suddenly.

"It's his boyfriend, it was given to him by his boyfriend!"

Ji Weiran's eyelids twitched, and he was indeed right, but how did Xu Dongdong know?

Xu Dongdong had already noticed something was wrong: "Of course he doesn't understand anything, he's just a scum in elementary school, these things must belong to his boyfriend!"

"Very good." The man nodded, and said with deep eyes: "It seems that I want to take your boyfriend away with me."

Things have come to this point, there is no doubt, the old professor sighed heavily.

At this moment, the door was pushed open vigorously, and Gu Yuzhou hurried in.

"What about people?!"

The man's spirit froze, and he stood at attention: "Boss! People here, refuse to cooperate."

Ji Weiran heard a familiar voice and looked up.

Gu Yuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ji Weiran worriedly: "It's okay, okay, are you okay?"

Fortunately, it hasn't been taken away, otherwise it would be difficult to take it out after entering that place.

This time the man gained confidence, as if to show off in front of Gu Yuzhou, he said sharply, "Don't take him away yet!"

Gu Yuzhou coughed heavily, not knowing how to end it: "Well, there might be a mistake—"

"This is a military order, let me see who dares to defy it!"

The man pressed Ji Weiran's shoulder.

"Let go!" Gu Yuzhou hurriedly said, but it was too late.

Steady footsteps sounded from far to near.

Come on, bro, you're in trouble.

Gu Yuzhou helped his forehead.

Suddenly, a cold voice came to everyone's ears, like a deep winter lake water wrapped in ice, which made people shudder.

"Who are you taking?"

An extremely handsome face suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked over in a daze.

Feng Che stood still in front of the door unhurriedly, his silver-gray eyes swept across the crowd indifferently, seeing that Ji Weiran was fine, he was relieved.

However, in the next second, the pupils shrank suddenly.

His eyes landed on the hand on Ji Weiran's shoulder.

The author has something to say: Although we Xiaofeng can't do anything, but we are jealous No.1 (lighting a cigarette)