Walking on the road, Mo Fan asked awkwardly, "Do you want to take him home?"
"Who?" Wei Jilin was at a loss.
He was thinking about how to lure the black cat out. The other party coveted Xiaofan, how could he leave such a hidden danger
"It's that Lin Lan!" Mo Fan stopped and said angrily.
Only then did Wei Jilin understand what Mo Fan meant. He stared at the boy's cheeks swollen because of anger, and the blush slowly faded away.
"What are you looking at me for?! You haven't answered me yet."
Mo Fan turned his head, but the next moment, he was turned back by the man's strong force.
"Xiaofan, you're jealous." Wei Jilin had a hidden smile in his eyes.
"I'm just not happy. That's how you brought me home back then." When the two met, Wei Jilin was completely unguarded, acting like a good person with good intentions.
"That's because it's you, that's why I brought you home."
"Who knows if you will bring a ghost back like this next time." Mo Fan was still unhappy.
"There is no other ghost," Wei Jilin assured, "I only like you, this ghost."
As he spoke, Wei Jilin quickly nibbled on Mo Fan's lips.
A burst of numbness spread on Mo Fan's lips. He looked around and said nervously, "I will be seen."
The location where the two of them are at the moment is a spacious avenue, and there are many trees beside the avenue. But this is a residential area, so there are almost no people on the road at this point.
"Will Xiaofan mind?"
Mo Fan shook his head, "I'm a ghost, how can I care about human thoughts."
"Well, I don't mind either." Wei Jilin said seriously.
Mo Fan was speechless, "But, others will look at you with strange eyes."
"It doesn't matter."
"I see that many people on the Internet commit suicide in this way."
Mo Fan's words almost made Wei Jilin lose his composure.
What is Xiaofan looking at? Perhaps, he should restrict the other party from surfing the Internet
This idea first appeared in Wei Jilin's mind.
"That's because those people are not strong enough."
"Are you saying you are powerful?" Mo Fan blinked.
"Not strong enough, how can I protect you?"
"I don't need your protection, I can protect myself." Mo Fan immediately retorted.
"I know that Xiaofan can protect himself, but I also want to protect you."
"Then I will protect you too." Mo Fan patted his chest.
"Okay, then I'll wait for Xiaofan to protect me."
Mo Fan showed a confident smile.
While sweet, Wei Jilin did not relax his attention to the black cat incident.
A few days later, he received a message from Uncle Zhang, "We found out that the black cat has an owner."
"Uncle Zhang, do you mean that the black cat is following orders?"
In this case, it is even more difficult. Not to mention the identity of the person in the dark, just being able to command the black cat is enough to attract fear.
"During this period, the black cat appeared three times. Once at school, Lin Lan was on his way home from school. Once at night, at 12 midnight, and the last time was today."
"You followed it?"
"Yes, it disappeared near your neighborhood," Zhang Bo said.
He was also surprised that Wei Jilin was obviously the one the other party was avoiding, so why did he go to Wei Jilin's side instead. Could it be that the black cat didn't know that was where Wei Jilin lived.
But at this moment, Wei Jilin yelled badly in his heart.
Mo Fan was alone at home.
It stands to reason that this point is noon, which is the most unfavorable time for evil things to act, but similarly, this weakens Mo Fan the most.
Wei Jilin was resting at home with Mo Fan at noon, and suddenly received a notice from the school asking him to go to the office. Mo Fan was lazy and didn't want to move. Wei Jilin thought the school was looking for him, and Mo Fan waited when he went, so he didn't bring him with him.
They don't stick together all the time, and sometimes they separate, which is really normal.
And when he learned that the school did not look for him, and when he walked out of the school office and received a notice from Uncle Zhang, Wei Jilin immediately realized that this was a sham.
Wei Jilin walked quickly on the path in the community, and a black cat jumped out.
The fiery air distorted for a moment, Wei Jilin narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You think you can stop me?"
The black cat actually said, "I know I can't stop you, but this time is enough for my master to eat that little ghost."
Wei Jilin was not anxious because of the black cat's words, he said, "Did you underestimate my ability?"
"What?!" the black cat was surprised.
The confrontation between it and Wei Jilin was just that one glance in the mountains. The black cat was surprised, knowing that he couldn't fight the opponent much. But before, it had a real fight with that group of old men. Wei Jilin is just a celestial master who just debuted, how can he be better than that group of people
As a student, Wei Jilin just played around a little bit. And for some visions that have a large impact, his participation will hide his identity. It is normal for the black cat not to contact the world of celestial masters.
Standing at the door of the house, a cold and gloomy air leaked out from the crack of the door. Wei Jilin set up an isolation formation in the house, but still failed to block the breath.
He opened the door, the living room was empty, and there was only a familiar atmosphere in the room.
Concentrating mana in his eyes, Wei Jilin soon saw the boy who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. The young man's face was slightly rosy and calm, and the sound of Wei Jilin opening the door did not wake him up.
Wei Jilin closed the door and walked over, kneeling on one knee in front of the sofa.
The young man's aura was a little turbid, which was the familiar cultivation appearance that Wei Jilin was familiar with.
The other party came, but was chased away by the boy. Wei Jilin recognized it.
It turns out that Xiaofan is so powerful.
Wei Jilin has always known that Mo Fan is very strong, but the opponent has never made a move, so he does not know the depth of Mo Fan.
It seemed that he really brought back an extraordinary little guy.
How long did the young man practice, and how long did Wei Jilin wait like this. His eyes kept falling on the boy's face, focused and fiery. The boy's face is undergoing slight changes, the facial features are still the same, but the lines on his face are elongated and softened.
This kind of change can make others think that Mo Fan is not an underage child when they see Mo Fan, but only think that the boy is relatively young.
"Wei Jilin?"
Hearing the doubtful voice of the young man, Wei Jilin realized that he was in a trance.
"Xiaofan woke up?" He stroked the boy's hair.
At this moment, it is already midnight.
"Well," Mo Fan sat up and showed his figure, "I made you worry."
While practicing, Mo Fan could feel a familiar aura surrounding him.
He leaned over and hugged the man's shoulders and kissed his lips. Wei Jilin did not pester the young man as usual, and let the part that was close to him leave.
Mo Fan tilted his head, wondering why the man behaved differently than before.
Wei Jilin smiled wryly, "The legs are numb."
The boy froze.
Squatting by the sofa and rubbing the legs of a man with numb legs, Mo Fan was suddenly pulled up and lay on top of the man.
"Xiao Fan." The light in Wei Jilin's eyes was hidden between the dark pupils, revealing a hint of danger.
"Huh?" Mo Fan didn't notice it, and even took the initiative to put his foot on the ground.
Soon, he felt something strange about the man.
"You didn't tie your belt today." The boy reached down with one hand.
Wei Jilin didn't stop the young man, his eyelids slightly drooped, carelessly falling between the young man's delicate collarbone. Because of the crouching action, the collar fell, and Wei Jilin could see the scenery inside from the collar.
The slightly cool hand grasped the spot through the clothes, Mo Fan turned his head to look, and the man's hot lips and tongue invaded in an instant.
The young man's ignorance is more unbearable than the blatant seduction.
He pinched the young man's troubled hand, clamped the young man's slender legs between his legs, and embedded them deeply.
In a daze, the man flipped over and pinned the boy under him.
"Xiao Fan, today I will teach you how to practice faster." The man's rough and disordered breathing whispered in Mo Fan's ear.
Before he could ask, he was carried into the bedroom by Wei Jilin.
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After everything was over, instead of feeling tired, the boy became more energetic.
It really is a good practice method.
Wei Jilin caressed the young man's smooth and naked back, with a satisfied expression on his face.
Seeing the young man eager to try, a thought flashed in Wei Jilin's mind, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle, "Does Xiaofan feel comfortable?"
"Comfortable." The boy frowned.
"Then if I can't provide Xiaofan with 'Yang Qi', will Xiaofan go to someone else?"
Mo Fan secretly smiled, and asked with doubts, "Can I find someone else?"
Wei Jilin had a gentle face, "Does Xiaofan want to look for it?"
Even though the man in front of him seemed easy to talk to, Mo Fan suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He stared into the man's eyes for a while, but there was nothing unusual.
"No, I just want yours." Instinct made him answer the man's question immediately. He remembered that the man said that he was not allowed to touch others. And what the two of them did just now was more than just kissing and touching.
Wei Jilin continued to ask, "Does Xiaofan want to do this happy thing with others?"
The dark color in his eyes has faded a bit.
Mo Fan shook his head, and felt the breath around him suddenly loosen.
"I know, this is something that can only be done between boyfriends. I've seen it!" The boy said triumphantly, as if he was saying, don't try to lie to me.
Wei Jilin was amused, "Oh? What did Xiaofan see?"
"I show you."
The boy raised his hand, and the mobile phone still on the ground flew into his hand with his clothes attached. He pointed and pointed, two ambiguous male voices came out from the phone, Wei Jilin knew what it was without looking.
Xiaofan actually looked at other people's.
Before Mo Fan could show him the video excitedly, Wei Jilin twisted the phone, locked the screen neatly, and threw it out with a flick of his hand.
Mo Fan stared at the parabola drawn by the phone, but he still didn't regain his senses. He was pressed down by the man again, "Let me see what Xiao Fan has learned."
Mo Fan blinked, "I just showed you and you didn't watch it, how do you know what I learned?"
"It's okay," Wei Jilin said softly, "I'll just apply what Xiaofan has learned to me."
He should have thought a long time ago that the complexity of the Internet has no bottom line, and young people shouldn't be allowed to watch whatever is fun. Thinking of the young man looking at other men's bodies, Wei Jilin stepped up his offensive immediately.
He wants the boy to understand that not everything can be seen.