Chapter 273： I have a "soft waxy" halo

Mo Fan was a little dizzy, and his face was tangled.

Wei Yilin looked at Mo Fan and said, "There is another way to make Xiao Fan make money, which is very simple."

"What way?" Mo Fan asked quickly.

"Kiss me, I'll give you a hundred, and you sleep with me, and I'll give you a thousand more."

Mo Fan's eyes widened in amazement. "Isn't that ... betrayed?"

Wei Yilin chuckled and said, "Yes, sell yourself. Later Xiaofan will sell it to me. The whole person is mine. Do n’t I say on the Internet that buying an individual will cost millions of years? I ’ll spend more and buy Every life. "

Mo Fan asked blankly, "Do you have so much money?"

"Does Xiaofan give me credit?"

Mo Fan bowed his head, Nono said, "Here."

"Xiao Fan is very kind to me. Come, give you interest first."

Unconsciously, the car had stopped, Wei Weilin handed the wallet from the car to Mo Fan. Seeing that the boy hadn't responded dumbly, leaned over the other person's lips and kissed, "One hundred."

Mo Fan's face was flushed and he pushed the man away. He untied his seat belt and got out of the car. "You're talking again."

He has sorted things out. Whatever "millions of years" is the plot in the novel. The novels are all fake.

"Let's go and buy fruit." Wei Minlin pulled the teenager's wrist and walked towards the supermarket.

The seasonal fruits are scarce in winter, and the two picked and picked up some apples and some cherries. Fruits are not fresh for a long time, so they are not bought in large quantities.

Mo Fan looked at the poor two pouches in the shopping cart and asked, "Should you stop buying a little?"

"Well, by the way, buy some snacks that Xiao Fan likes."

Mo Fan: ... he wants to buy something for Weifu Weiwei.

"Pomegranate?" Mo Fan just glanced at the sign he hadn't seen before, and read it out.

He visited the supermarket several times with Wei Yilin, but didn't visit the fruit area much. The fruits are all bought by Wei Weilin. He buys whatever the other party buys. Generally, Wei Weilin chose to eat in the refrigerated area when he bought fruits.

Wei Yanlin stopped and asked, "Xiao Fan wants to eat?"

"Haven't eaten." Mo Fan truthfully accused.

Indeed, Wei Yilin did not buy him pomegranates.

"Then buy two and go eat."

Wei Yanlin picked the pomegranate, and Mo Fan stared at the half-opened flesh and exclaimed, "It looks good."

He asked Wei Yilin's sleeves, "Is this how pomegranates are cut?"

Half of the cut pomegranate is displayed on the pomegranate stand as a display. Through the cling film, you can clearly see a full and brightly colored fruit inside.

As the New Year approaches, more and more people are in the supermarket. A passing shopper heard Mo Fan's words and gave him a scornful look.

Real soil, never eaten pomegranate.

The man thought that Mo Fan was a child who went to work in a remote place in the city. As a result, when he looked at Wei Yanlin next to the teenager, his temperament was extraordinary and nothing like ordinary people. Look at Mo Fan again. An exquisite and fair boy is more like a delicate young master.

Well, it's the one who hasn't seen human suffering.

Wei Yanlin glanced at the half of the pomegranate. "Yeah, Xiao Fan likes this color?"

"like"

"It seems that there are a few pieces of jade of this color in the house. I will make things for Xiaofan at that time."

"No need." He just looked good and looked twice.

"Xiao Fan's color must be very nice. Show me that time?"

"it is good."

As a result, a certain teenager was stunned and agreed.

After walking around the supermarket, the two came out with full shopping bags. Among them, most of them are Mo Fan's favorite snacks. Buying fruit seems to be incidental.

"Or else, go ahead and take a look?" Mo Fan said when he was about to get out of the house and was about to get out of the car.

"Shy?" Wei Minlin glanced behind him. "But it's too late to be shy."

"Ah?" Mo Fan turned around and saw a middle-aged couple standing outside the car.

not……

The next action of Wei Yilin just verified Mo Fan's idea. He opened the window and called "parents".

Wei's father looked solemn, looking into Mo Fan's eyes with inquiry. Wei's mother laughed, she couldn't see how she was angry when she talked.

The two came over and Mo Fan shouted embarrassedly, "Uncle and aunt."

The teenager's eyes were timid, his eyelids were slightly drowsy and he did not dare to look at them, his voice was almost inaudible.

"Parents, why are you out?" Wei Minlin got out of the car, opened the co-pilot to let the teenager come out, and stood beside him. Between actions, there is faint maintenance.

Wei Wei stared, "What? Afraid I ate him?"

Wei Yanlin smiled, and stretched out his hands to squeeze the palm of the teenager comfortably.

Mother Wei tilted her father. "Don't listen to your dad saying that it is because he said he was afraid you would run away and have to come out and wait."

Being pierced by Wei ’s mother, Wei ’s father coughed uncomfortably, “Not yet come in!”

The cowardice faded from the young man's eyes, and he looked a little curious when looking at the back of Wei's father. Wei mother said with a smile, "Xiao Fan come in quickly. It looks so good, and it looks much more lovely than the picture."

Wei's words of encouragement calmed the teenager a bit. He quietly glanced at Wei Yanlin, and saw the other nodded at him, and passed the fruit he had been holding, "the fruit I bought."

"Well, thank you, Xiaofan. There is everything in the family, so don't be so polite in the future."

Wei's mother stretched out her hand, and Mo Fan retracted her hand, "Auntie, I'll come."

"Okay, come in with Lin Lin."

Wei Minlin took down the contents of the car and led the teenager into the house. Mo Fan was a little hesitant at first, and when he found that he was not obstructed, his eyes lit up.

Wei Yanlin glanced inside the house and found that some things that expelled evil spirits were put away. He had talked with Wei's father and Wei's mother later, otherwise he wouldn't dare to bring the boy to the door.

Putting fruit in the living room, Wei Yilin led the teenager to his room. The room was apparently just cleaned, and the bedding was freshly aired.

"Let's go down first."

Putting things down, Wei Yilin didn't sort out immediately. The two rushed to have a meal, and they would have dinner later.

"Is it really okay?" Even if Wei's father and mother were not as responsive as he imagined, Mo Fan was still disturbed.

"It doesn't matter." Wei Yilin hugged the boy, "Does Xiaofan believe me?"

"Well, I certainly believe in you."

Grandpa Wei has come out of the study and sat in the living room. Mo Fan saw an old man with a childlike face sitting in the first place, and shouted "Grandpa Wei" respectfully.

"Listen to Lin Lin that you like pomegranate-colored stones? I have just a few of them, and I'll give you a meeting."

Mo Fan reached out to take it, and it turned out to be a pomegranate emerald.

I was about to refuse, but saw Wei Yilin's head nodded, Mo Fan moved and accepted, "Thank you Grandpa."

Grandpa Wei took a look at Wei Yilin, and when he saw that he was full of energy, it was even more pleasing to the teenager.

They all know the background of Mo Fan. It is said that the innocent victims of the earthquake in the old city have forgotten their memories.

Seeing that the youth's breath is pure and that it does not harm others, there must be another point in my heart.

They were not in love, but they happened to their grandchildren, and it was unavoidable at first.

Wei Weilin has always given up on ghosts, so why did she fall into it?

They also wondered if they had been deceived, but when they saw Wei Yilin's expression was clear and clear, his breath did not fall but rose, and finally he felt relieved.

The boy hasn't done bad things, he looks so cute and cute. Observing their actions, they are often bullied by their own grandchildren. Thinking about it this way, ignoring the identity, can not help but show pity, as if Wei Weilin bullied the teenager.

Wei Yanlin did bully the teenager, but not the bullying they thought.

At the table, the Wei family seemed to treat Mo Fan as an ordinary person and greeted him to eat and eat vegetables. There was no embarrassment in Mo Fan's imagination.

"How did Xiao Fan and Lin Lin meet?" Wei Wei spoke.

Mo Fan stopped the chopsticks, sat upright like a schoolboy, and replied, "I met him in the old town and he took me home."

It sounds too unvigilant to let go. Wei Weilin is like a bad uncle who abducts children.

"how old are you?"

"20 in my lifetime."

Wei Wei was surprised, how strange it sounded. It was only the young man's serious look that made him inaccessible.

"Let's eat."

Mo Fan responded and picked up the chopsticks.

Mo Fan's identity was handled by him. At that time, the identity of the other party was not clear and he was not curious. Now I understand.

He said why his son had an unknown identity, so good that he wanted him to help him? Emotion is daughter-in-law.

After having dinner, Mo Fan was going to cut fruit for them and was stopped by Wei ’s mother. "How can Xiao Fan let you do things when Xiao Fan comes to play for the first time? Go with her.

Mo Fan returned helplessly to the sofa.

Just now Weimu took him by the hand and did not show a strange expression, as if he was really just an ordinary person.

"Do you eat pomegranate?" Wei Minlin took out the pomegranate to divert his attention.

The boy saw his pomegranate skin immediately, "How to eat it?"

Wei Minlin broke open the pomegranate, peeled out the fruit pieces one by one, and put them in a delicate small dish, "Eat this."

The teenager took one, put it in his mouth, his eyes sparkled, "So sweet."

"The nuclear vomited." Wei Yanlin was afraid he would swallow it. It doesn't matter if you swallow it.

"I know, I've eaten grapes." The boy smugly said.

After biting a few, he said again, "It's just too much trouble to eat."

A small one, the nucleus occupies most of it, not much juice.

"Eat a bit, and I'll squeeze you juice later, it's delicious."

Wei Yilin's hands were full of pomegranate juice, so he didn't touch the boy, but just bent his mouth and smiled deeply.

Mo Fan gave him a sweet smile. If it wasn't for his own home, Mo Fan would have jumped over and hugged the man.

Wei mother was touched by the sight of one person and one ghost in the living room, and was full of affection for her eyes.

When the son grew up, he became more and more unwilling to laugh, but never stopped before the teenager.

"What do you want to see? Don't take it out to the children?" Wei's father urged him to see Wei's mother carrying a pot of fruit.

"This is what the children prepared for us." Wei's mother turned around and handed it to Wei's father. "Come, have a taste."

She didn't bother to get along with the two children.

Grandpa Wei is fit and healthy, but after all, he gets old and goes upstairs to rest after a while. Wei Wei and Wei Wei left the two men with a share of the fruits they brought, and took Wei Wei to go upstairs, leaving Mo Fan and Wei Yilin downstairs.

The pomegranate is squeezed, and two pomegranates will be half a cup.

The teenager obviously liked it so much, his eyes narrowed slightly, "You drink too, it's sweet."

Mo Fan passed the cup.

The pomegranate-colored juice stained the lips of the young cherry blossom pink for a minute or two. Wei Yilin reached out and rubbed at the corner of the young boy's mouth for a while, and kissed the young boy with a doubtful look.

Mo Fan thought he had something on his mouth and was about to wipe it with a tissue, and the man's hot lips fell down.

The soft tip of the tongue swept around the mouth, drawing the sweet juice from the boy's mouth. The remaining pomegranate fragrance lingered between the lips and teeth of the two.

"I drank it, it was really sweet."

"How can you kiss me here ..." the teenager embarrassed.

"Where is this?"

"your home."

Wei Minlin kissed the lips that were more and more moist, "No, it's our house. Isn't it normal to kiss my daughter-in-law in my own house?"

Mo Fan was speechless and stupid enough to see Wei Yanlin kissing a few mouthfuls.

But here is the lobby after all, not too intimate. After eating the fruit, Wei Yilin took Mo Fan back to the room to organize the clothes he brought.

They will live here for more than half a month.