Chapter 260： I have a "soft waxy" halo

Back last night, Lin Lan didn't sleep well all night. As soon as he closed his eyes, Wei Yanlin watched the boy's softening eyes.

Before noon, I heard people say Wei Weilin, who has never been absent from school, did not go to class today.

Is it because of that boy?

Lin Lan felt that he suddenly felt a little envious of the other party.

After having dinner, I went to the club while taking a break at noon. Sun Xiaoling was telling everyone about the investigation last night.

"I called Wei Yanlin today and he said that something would not come."

The second day after the general event is the summary meeting. But yesterday, the group saw almost nothing and was told it was over. There is no clue what summary conference is going to be held now.

"The president said he solved it. Did he say what type of thing?" One of the boys asked.

Sun Xiaoling, "He said that we should leave it alone."

"Oh." The couple answered, and although a little curious, they didn't ask again.

Presumably, Sun Xiaoling doesn't know much.

Lin Lan's spirit is still not good. Sun Xiaoling met with concern and said, "Lin Lan, are you all right? Was it scared for the first time?"

Lin Lan smiled, "I'm fine."

He hesitated if he wanted to tell the other members of the community what he saw yesterday. But thinking of Wei Yanlin's eyes yesterday, he was trembling.

This further validates Sun Xiaoling's idea.

"The first time was normal. I remember the first time I saw those things, I was so scared that I didn't dare to come out behind Wei Yilin."

Lin Lan heard Wei Yilin's name, and wondered, "Is the vice president a good relationship with Xue Wei?"

"Yeah, we grew up from a young age. But that person has been cold since I was young, and I always take the initiative to ask him to play." Probably, I knew at that time that if I didn't take the initiative to approach, Wei Yilin would not come Find yourself.

Now, in retrospect, Sun Xiaoling doesn't know how bold he is. Everyone was far away from him, so she liked to stick to it.

However, the two are good friends. As a cheerful big sister, how should they take care of each other, aren't they?

"Master Wei has always been like this? He doesn't like anyone?"

Sun Xiaoling showed an exaggerated expression, "People you like? I'm thankful if he doesn't hate others."

It really looks like a big sister worried about her brother.

Then, several people turned the topic again, talking about their previous experience in community activities.

The sun rises into the sky, the sun is the strongest, and the ghosts are the last moments. Mo Fan nodded a little bit, and almost fell asleep.

"sleepy?"

"Well," Mo Fan rubbed his eyes. "A bit uncomfortable, I want to sleep."

For them, hibernation is the best way to regulate your breath.

Wei Yilin thought for a while and thought, "I'll make you the environment you like at home after a while."

Juyin array or sun avoidance equipment, etc., should always make teenagers more comfortable.

Mo Fan nodded absently, maybe he didn't understand Wei Yanlin's words at all.

"Go, I'll accompany you to sleep."

Mo Fan answered, but did not get up, and still lazily leaned against Wei Yilin's chest.

Wei Yanlin dragged the boy's hips, adjusted his posture, and just hugged people to the room. Mo Fan naturally brought the bracelet up, but after a long time, she was already asleep.

Wei Yanlin looked at the teenager's little sleeping face with amusement, and put the person down gently. The teenager did not let go, but because he left the warm embrace, he frowned and had to drill back.

Wei Lilin lay down, covering the two with a thin blanket.

The teenager fell asleep comfortably and calmed down. Wei Yanlin looked at the boy's face, as if not enough. Bewildered, consciousness became hazy.

One person and one ghost wants to live in harmony without hurting each other, which is still very difficult. However, Wei Yanlin's vigor and vitality, coupled with the appropriate weapon protection, did not matter much.

Of course, the items he wore were innocent to the other boy.

But if they do something closer, that's not enough.

Too much loss of Yang Jing will affect his longevity. He is not worried about himself. He is afraid that he will leave early and the teenager will be left alone.

What if another person appears and picks up the teenager like himself?

Therefore, in the next few days, Wei Yanlin simply asked for a few days off to stir up things suitable for teenagers to wear at home. He wanted the teenager to stay with him all the time, rather than hiding in the sun.

Wei Yanlin knew that young people were not afraid of the sun, but they didn't like it anyway. He remembered that in some ancient books, small protective arrays could be made specifically for shading ghosts.

Although people fall in love with ghosts, they are rare, but the world is full of wonders. Related history, utensils, and normal.

When Wei Yanlin was concentrating on research, Mo Fan looked at him aside, or moved around in the room.

The things in Wei Weilin's house were too complicated, and he didn't like anyone to enter his site. Therefore, he cleaned the sanitation himself. There are cleansing methods, although it takes some mana, it is not troublesome.

In the past few days, Wei Yanlin couldn't keep up with his own house, and Mo Fan began to become Tianluo.

A gust of wind passed, and what fell on the ground returned to its proper place. The quilt on the bed was exposed to the balcony, and dirty clothes were tucked into the washing machine.

Now the meal is made by Wei Yilin. He will keep the boy in Yuzhong, take the boy out to buy vegetables, and then come back to cook. Sometimes, the teenager will also change shape and take an umbrella to go out with him.

When cooking, Mo Fan did not leave, sometimes handing things in, sometimes helping to wash and cut vegetables. Wei Yilin didn't stop, and he was happy.

The sound of the refrigerator opening and closing sounded, Wei Weilin glanced at the teenager, and saw him cheerfully holding an ice cream.

Liang Qinqin's ice cream went into his throat, and the boy narrowed his eyes happily, smashing his mouth, and seemed to have two aftertastes.

Wei Yilin waved at him.

Mo Fan hesitated to look at the ice cream in his hand and floated towards him.

Wei Yanlin started to correct the teenager and asked him to walk with his feet as much as possible. But Mo Fan prefers this method, and sees that he is doing well when he is out, Wei Weilin also tolerates his casualness in the house.

"Tasty?"

"Huh!" The boy nodded vigorously.

"Let me take a bite?"

Mo Fan immediately scooped a spoonful and took the initiative to feed it.

Wei Yanlin shook her head, Mo Fan looked at him, and then looked at the spoonful of cold ice cream, and ate it by mouth.

Before the ice cream in his mouth was finished, Wei Yanlin leaned over and caught the boy's lips. The icy and cold breath went back and forth between the two, and after a while, it became fiery.

These days, Mo Fan has become accustomed to kissing men, squinting and humming gently. Obviously, he felt extremely comfortable.

Leaving the boy with some rosy lips, Wei Yilin showed a look of aftertaste, "The taste is good."

Mo Fan was still a little dazed, and he was patted on the head. Then he returned to the place where he wanted to go, and continued to eat the ice cream on his hands.

Back to school again, everyone found that Wei Yilin had a beautiful teenager beside him. And in order to prevent the teenager from being seen by others, Wei Yanlin changed his study place to the community office.

Sun Xiaoling heard the news, "Wow, it's so cute, where did you come from?"

The teenager followed Wei Weilin on the sofa in the office and seemed to be scared. He also shrank back to Wei Weilin.

"Don't scare him." Wei Minlin glanced at Sun Xiaoling, and tightened the teenager's shoulders comfortably, but his eyes were not dissatisfied.

Obviously the teenager enjoyed the time when he leaned in and used her as a raft. Sun Xiaoling's heart was defamatory.

"Okay, but who is he? Is he a student at our school?" Sun Xiaoling's eyes fluttered towards the teenager, "He is the person you like?"

Wei Fanlin also had a headache for Mo Fan's identity. In the end, he asked the elders in the clan to help arrange a reasonable identity.

Mo Fan is a child who grew up in an orphanage and is self-reliant. He is 18 years old and is a freshman in school. Enrollment was delayed for personal reasons.

"I'm a student of the school and I like it." When speaking, Wei Yanlin's attention was on the teenager.

Sun Xiaoling shook the goosebumps on her body.

Wei Yilin's so gentle look was really unaccustomed.

"Hello, cute, what's your name?" Sun Xiaoling smiled and recognized Hexi.

Then, he saw the teenager glanced at Wei Weilin timidly, and with an encouraging look from the other side, he said to himself, "Hello, I'm not a little cute, I am Mo Fan."

After saying that, I looked at Wei Yanlin again, and looked like a good boy.

Good boy! Really like! I want to bring people home to raise them!

Sun Xiaoling's eyes brightened.

However, as soon as her thoughts started, her whole body was numb with a vigilant gaze, forcing her to take it back.

Hey, is Wei Yanlin so strong? !!

However, is it more adorable? !!

At the same time, Sun Xiaoling also found that teenagers simply did not look like an adult, but more like an ignorant child.

Although it was not clear what was going on with the other person, she was considerate and didn't ask much.

After finally driving Sun Xiaoling away, Wei Yanlin saw Mo Fan staring at the closed door, his eyes flashed.

"hungry?"

"Um ..." Mo Fan answered subconsciously.

"I'm on my side, still thinking about others?" Wei Yanlin said dangerously.

Although it is known that Mo Fanyu is Sun Xiaoling's "qi", as long as he thinks of other people in his mind, Wei Yilin can't help feeling sour.

Mo Fan shrank his shoulders and flattered, "I just haven't seen anyone else."

"Can't inhale others' yang in the future, you know?"

"Why?" Mo Fan wondered.

"I don't like the smell of others on you." Wei Minlin moved closer, "look for me when you are hungry, eh?"

The man's voice was nice, and it was deliberately depressed. Mo Fan's scalp was tingling, and when he nodded, the man held his head, and his lips were pressed together.

Men's tongue invasion = enter, whispered in the mouth, "eat."

Mo Fan: ...