Mo Fan was a little dizzy from being entangled, and his face was tangled.
Wei Jilin glanced at Mo Fan and said, "There is another way for Xiao Fan to make money, it's very simple."
"What method?" Mo Fan asked hurriedly.
"If you kiss me, I'll give you a hundred, if you sleep with me, I'll give you another thousand."
Mo Fan stared wide-eyed in astonishment, "Isn't that... prostitution?"
Wei Jilin laughed softly, "Yes, sell yourself. In the future, Xiaofan will sell himself to me, and the whole person will be mine. Isn't it said on the Internet that buying a person will cost several million in a few years? I will spend more and buy Xiaofan. Fan for the rest of his life."
Mo Fan asked blankly, "Do you have this much money?"
"Will Xiaofan give me credit?"
Mo Fan lowered his head and said nonuo, "Here."
"Xiaofan is so kind to me. Come on, I'll give you the interest first."
Before he knew it, the car had stopped, and Wei Jilin handed the wallet on the car to Mo Fan. Seeing that the young man hadn't reacted in a daze, he leaned over and kissed the other party's lips, "One hundred."
Mo Fan blushed, pushed the man away, hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, "You're talking nonsense again."
He has straightened things out, what "millions of years", that is the plot of the novel. And the novels are all fake.
"Let's go, buy some fruit." Wei Jilin took the boy's wrist and walked towards the supermarket.
There are few seasonal fruits in winter, so the two picked and bought a few apples and cherries. The fruit is not fresh after being stored for a long time, so I don't buy much.
Mo Fan looked at the two pitiful small bags in the shopping cart and asked, "Would you like to buy some more?"
"Well, let's go and buy some Xiaofan's favorite snacks."
Mo Fan: ... what he wants to buy is for Wei's father and mother.
"Pomegranate?" Just two steps away, Mo Fan glanced at a sign he hadn't seen before, and read it out.
He and Wei Jilin visited the supermarket a few times, but they didn't go to the fruit section much. The fruits are all bought by Wei Jilin, and he will eat whatever the other party buys. Usually when Wei Jilin buys fruit, he chooses to eat in the refrigerated area.
Wei Jilin stopped and asked, "Xiaofan wants to eat?"
"I haven't eaten." Mo Fan told the truth.
Indeed, Wei Jilin never bought him a pomegranate.
"Then buy two and go back to eat."
Wei Jilin picked the pomegranate, and Mo Fan stared at the half-opened fruit and exclaimed, "It looks good."
He pulled Wei Jilin's sleeve and asked, "Is this how a pomegranate is cut?"
Pomegranate halves were placed on the pomegranate stand for display. Through the plastic wrap, you can clearly see the plump, brightly colored fruit inside.
As the New Year approached, there were more and more people in the supermarket. A shopper who was passing by heard Mo Fan's words and gave him a disdainful look.
Really earthy, I have never eaten pomegranate.
The man thought that Mo Fan was a child from some remote place who went to work in the city, but when he saw Wei Jilin next to the boy, he had an extraordinary temperament, not at all like an ordinary person. Look at Mo Fan again, he is wearing clothes that don't look famous. The delicate and fair boy looked more like a delicate young master.
Yep, someone who has never seen suffering in the world.
Wei Jilin glanced at the half pomegranate, "Yes, Xiaofan likes this color?"
"like"
"I seem to have a few pieces of jade of this color at home, and I will make something for Xiaofan when the time comes."
"No need." He just thought it looked good, so he took a second look.
"Xiaofan must look good in this color, show it to me when the time comes?"
"good."
Thus, a certain teenager was fooled into agreeing.
After shopping around in the supermarket, the two came out with full shopping bags. Among them, most of them are snacks that Mo Fan likes to eat. Buying fruit seems to have become a incidental thing.
"Why don't you go and have a look first?" Mo Fan suddenly grabbed Wei Jilin and said as he was about to get out of the car at the door.
"Shy?" Wei Jilin 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…
Wei Jilin's next actions just verified Mo Fan's thoughts. He opened the car window and called "Mom and Dad".
Father Wei looked solemn, looking at Mo Fan with inquiry in his eyes. Wei's mother was full of smiles, and she couldn't see the appearance of being angry when she was on the phone.
The two came over, and Mo Fan shouted shyly, "Hello, Uncle and Auntie."
The boy's eyes were timid, his eyelids drooped slightly and he dared not look at them, his voice was barely audible.
"Mom and Dad, why did you come out?" Wei Jilin got out of the car, turned on the co-pilot and let the boy out, standing beside him. Between the movements, there is a faint but protective meaning.
Wei's father stared, "What? Are you afraid that I will eat him?"
Wei Jilin smiled, and squeezed the boy's palm soothingly with the hand stretched out beside him.
Wei's mother squinted at Wei's father, "Don't listen to your father's nonsense, he obviously said that he was afraid that you would turn around and run away, so he insisted on coming out and waiting."
After being pierced by Wei's mother, Wei's father coughed uncomfortably, "Hurry up and come in!"
The cowardice in the boy's eyes faded away, and he looked at Wei's father's back with a little curiosity. Wei's mother smiled and said, "Come in, Xiaofan. He looks really good, and he looks much cuter than in the photo."
Mother Wei's words of encouragement reassured the young man a little. He glanced at Wei Jilin quietly, saw that the other party nodded to him, and handed over the fruit that had been in his hand, "The fruit I bought."
"Hey, thank you Xiaofan. We have everything at home, so don't be so polite in the future."
Mother Wei reached out to take it, but Mo Fan withdrew his hand and said, "Auntie, I'll do it."
"Okay, okay, come in with Jilin."
Wei Jilin took the things off the car and led the boy into the house. Mo Fan hesitated at first, but his eyes lit up when he realized that he was not hindered.
Wei Jilin took a look around the house, and found that some things for exorcising evil wall ghosts were put away. He had negotiated with Wei's father and mother later, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to bring the boy to the door like this.
After putting the fruit in the living room, Wei Jilin led the boy to his room. The room was obviously freshly tidied, and the bedding still smelled freshly dried.
"Let's go, go down first."
Putting things down, Wei Jilin didn't tidy them up right away. The two of them were in a hurry to eat, and it was time to eat after the meeting.
"Is it really okay?" Even though Wei's father and mother didn't react as much as he imagined, Mo Fan was still uneasy.
"It's okay." Wei Jilin hugged the boy, "Does Xiaofan trust me?"
"Well, of course I believe you."
Grandpa Wei had already come out of the study and sat in the living room. Mo Fan saw an old man with white hair and childlike face sitting in the first place, and respectfully called out "Grandpa Wei".
"I heard from Jilin that you like pomegranate-colored stones? I just have a few here, so I'll give you a gift." The old man's face was solemn, but his tone was quite kind.
Mo Fan reached out to take it, and it turned out to be a garnet-colored emerald.
Just as he was about to refuse, Wei Jilin nodded his head as a signal. Mo Fan paused and accepted, "Thank you, Grandpa."
Grandpa Wei took a sized look at Wei Jilin, and seeing that he was full of energy, he was even more pleasing to the eyes of the young man.
They already knew Mo Fan's background. It is said that he was an innocent victim of the earthquake in the old city, and he had forgotten the memory of his life.
Seeing that the young man's aura is pure and he does not harm others, he feels a little more certain in his heart.
It's not that they haven't heard of the love between a human and a ghost, but it just happened to their grandson, so they couldn't help but accept it at first.
Wei Jilin never pretended to talk to ghosts, why did he fall into it
They also thought about whether they were bewitched, but seeing that Wei Jilin's expression was clear and his aura rose instead of falling, they were finally relieved.
The boy has never done anything bad, and he looks cute and well-behaved. Looking at his actions, he is often bullied by his own grandson. Thinking about it this way, regardless of his identity, he couldn't help showing pity, as if Wei Jilin had bullied the young man.
Wei Jilin did indeed bully the young man, but it wasn't just bullying as they thought.
At the banquet, the Wei family seemed to regard Mo Fan as an ordinary person, and greeted him for dinner, without the embarrassment that Mo Fan imagined.
"How did Xiaofan and Jilin know each other?" Father Wei spoke.
Mo Fan stopped the bowl and chopsticks, sat up straight like a primary school student, and replied, "When I met him in the old city, he took me home."
It sounds like you're too careless, let's go. Wei Jilin, on the other hand, is like a bad uncle who abducts children.
"how old are you?"
"20 years ago."
Wei's father choked, it was so strange to hear these words. It's just that the serious look on the boy's face made him unable to speak.
"Let's eat."
Mo Fan picked up the bowl and chopsticks in response.
Mo Fan's identity certificate was handled by him. He didn't know the identity of the other party at the time, and he was not curious. I understand now.
He said why did his son have an unidentified friend who was nice enough to ask him for help? Feelings are daughters-in-law.
After dinner, Mo Fan was about to cut fruit for them, but was stopped by Wei's mother, "Xiao Fan is coming to play at home for the first time, how can I let you do things? You can go and accompany Ji Lin."
Mo Fan returned to the sofa helplessly.
Weimu held his hand just now, and she didn't show a strange expression, as if he was really just an ordinary person.
"Do you want to eat pomegranate?" Wei Jilin took out the pomegranate to divert his attention.
Seeing that the young man immediately set his sights on the unattractive pomegranate skin, "How do you eat it?"
Wei Jilin broke open the pomegranate, peeled off the fruit one by one, and put it in a small dish, "Eat this."
The boy picked up one and put it in his mouth, his eyes sparkled and he said, "It's so sweet."
"I vomited the nucleus." Wei Jilin was afraid that he would swallow it. It's okay to swallow though.
"I know, I have eaten grapes." The young man said triumphantly.
After biting a few, he said, "It's just too troublesome to eat."
A small one, the nucleus occupies most of it, and there is not much juice.
"Eat a little first, and I'll squeeze the juice for you later, it's delicious like that."
Wei Jilin's hands were full of pomegranate juice, so he didn't touch the young man, but just bent the corner of his mouth towards him with a deep smile.
Mo Fan smiled back at him sweetly. If it wasn't for this being at his own home, Mo Fan would have rushed over to hug the man.
Mother Wei was moved when she saw that a person and a ghost were getting along harmoniously in the living room, and the eyes were full of affection.
The son didn't like to laugh anymore when he grew up, but he never stopped in front of the teenager.
"What are you looking at? Don't take it out for the children?" Wei's father urged, seeing Wei's mother carrying a basin of fruit.
"The children prepared this for us." Wei's mother turned around and handed it to Wei's father. "Come on, have a good taste."
She will not bother the two children getting along.
Grandpa Wei is in good health, but he is getting old after all, so he went upstairs to rest soon after eating. Wei's father and Wei's mother left a share of the fruits they brought for the two, and carried Wei's father upstairs, only Mo Fan and Wei Jilin were left downstairs.
The pomegranates are juiced, and two pomegranates will be half a cup.
The boy obviously liked it very much, his eyes narrowed slightly in enjoyment, "You drink it too, it's very sweet."
Mo Fan handed over the cup.
The pomegranate-colored juice dyed the young man's cherry-pink lips a bit or two brighter. Wei Jilin reached out and rubbed the corner of the young man's mouth for a while, then kissed him against the young man's suspicious eyes.
Mo Fan thought he had something on his mouth, and was about to wipe it off with a tissue when the man's hot lips pressed down.
The soft tip of the tongue swept around the edge of the mouth, sucking the sweet juice from the young man's mouth. The residual pomegranate fragrance lingered between their lips and teeth.
"I drank it, it's really sweet."
"How can you kiss me here..." the boy said shyly.
"Where is this place?"
"your home."
Wei Jilin kissed the more moist lips again, "No, it's our home. Isn't it normal to kiss your own wife in your own home?"
Mo Fan was speechless, and Wei Jilin couldn't help kissing him several times with his silly look.
But this is a hall after all, so it's not good to be too intimate. After eating the fruit, Wei Jilin took Mo Fan back to his room and tidied up the clothes he had brought.
They are going to live here for more than half a month.