MTL - I Have a “System” Halo-Chapter 269 I have a "soft waxy" halo

The two went to the pet shop at night, but Mo Fan wanted to hold the black cat, but Wei Yilin replaced it with a traction rope.

"Make it sportier."

Mo Fan looked at the traction rope and was speechless.

"it is good."

Under the darkness, he happily embraced the man's arms. Wei Yilin also took advantage of Mo Fan's flexible waist and clinged to it.

Black cat being pulled by a tow rope and eating dog food in the back: ...

It's a cat. Why eat dog food?

The black cat's intelligence is no less than that of human beings. During the inspection, the conversation between the two people in the pet shop and the clerk was completely heard. He was skeptical that they had deliberately let him listen.

The clerk said that the cat hadn't had a sterilization surgery, so the two of them thought about finding a time to take it to do it.

If it hadn't been imprisoned, it would have jumped up on the spot.

It is not an ordinary cat, it is a cat with dignity, and the female cat who does not see the hair = love will go to the knotless cat! At this point, those two people were clear, but they were still asking seriously about extinction matters. Don't they want to punish it so they need to have surgery on it?

During the period, the pet shop clerk also said that it was well-behaved and not troublesome. Nonsense, if you were fed Ruan San, can you still move? Mo Fan's imprisonment is equivalent to the existence of Ru Ma San.

Black cats are pathetic.

When Mo Fan gave it a name called "Xiao Hei", the emotion reached its extreme.

Let it go to **** and be punished.

Regardless, the behavior that rose when the black cat did evil is still dissipated. However, its IQ has survived.

The black cat thinks that one person and one ghost came to enslave it. The evil spirit to be caught did not see one, it had already done a lot of work for the two.

For example, make a phone call and let it close the window on a rainy day.

It's a meow! Short Legs! Isn't he really afraid that he would fall down and die? !!

And after Wei Yanlin had been sticky with Mo Fan for more than half a month, he finally remembered that he would repair the family formation at home.

The formation method is good for Mo Fan, but the material is not moving. When Wei Yanlin didn't pay attention, Mo Fan accidentally burned his hands when he wanted to deliver something to the other party.

Wei Yilin was distressed for a while, and she simply let Mo Fan stay away, so as not to be accidentally injured.

Wei Manlin's mana is mellow, which can cause damage to Mo Fan. If anything is made by a general master, Mo Fan would not look at it.

Because of this, Wei Yanlin was even more guilty.

He accidentally injured Xiao Fan.

He waited for Mo Fan for a few days before and after busy, Mo Fan said a lot of good words, but also used his body to please the man fiercely.

In other words, isn't it really so long for my own welfare? Mo Fan's injury was already healed after Wei Yanlin fed Yang Qi.

******

Near the end of the period, students in the school rushed to prepare for the exam. Mo Fan is probably the easiest one.

At least Wei Yilin had to worry about the end of the work, and Mo Fan could let a man take it by sacrificing him.

In this regard, Mo Fan did a good job. After all, he didn't do it for the first time, did he?

"Old attack ~" Mo Fan saw the man writing and drawing intently, his eyes turned, and he made a sweet and scream.

Mo Fan has always been called "the old man", but in Wei Yilin it sounds like "the husband", but it doesn't matter.

"Huh?" Even if it wasn't the first time he heard him, he often called him with his soft voice, Wei Weilin couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart.

I want to bully the boy fiercely and let the other person spit out more lingering words.

"Today's class, isn't the teacher asking each of us to submit a ppt?"

"Um." Wei Yanlin calmly, put down his pen, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"Will you help me?" The chair slid to Wei Yanlin's side and was close to it, and Mo Fan lay in the arms of the man.

Wei Yilin spontaneously grabbed the juvenile's soft body, "But I also have a lot of homework."

The boy opened his eyes and looked at him, "You don't like me anymore."

"Xiao Fan isn't the clearest, do I like you?" Wei Minlin kissed his forehead and let the other party feel his excited part.

"You don't help me with my homework." Mo Fan was accustomed to it, just accused.

"I didn't say it."

The boy was dumb, Wei Weilin said that he had a lot of homework and didn't say he wouldn't help him.

"Then what good will I do for Xiaofan?"

Mo Fan couldn't help but give him a blank look and grieved, "You just bullied me on purpose, when will I not promise you?"

Wei Yanlin was softened in her heart, and most of her mind was gone. She was so nervous that she was "I'm not good and I won't make you laugh."

"Huh." The boy uttered a breath sound, spontaneously crawled on the man, sat down, and kissed Wei Weilin's chin.

Before he could go any further, the man eagerly grabbed his lips and probed into sucking = sucking.

Underneath tightly together, Wei Yilin swam back and forth between the young man's sensitive place. In the current position, Wei Yanlin slammed in after the boy was ready.

The thin white legs hung on the armrests of the chair, making people feel itchy. The teenager clung to the man's shoulder in the turbulent wave.

It began to rain outside and crackled against the window glass. It was deep in the night, and in the rain, faint and joyful voices of teenagers were still faintly heard.

In the living room, the black cat entangled in the cat's nest humanly covered his smart ears, and he couldn't hear anything.

That person and ghost are too brazen, and there is a living cat here!

It does not seek to resume cultivation as soon as possible, but only to quickly cultivate the mana that can exert the barrier and close the five senses.

Strange to say, after Xiu Wei disappeared, the tyranny in the black cat's heart seemed to disappear with it, and even those **** memories were gradually blurred.

In fact, this is not surprising. Most of the black cats are directly injected by evil spirits, which can hint at the black cats. This part was repaired, and the black cat followed Qingming.

As soon as he woke up, Mo Fan got his homework and squinted happily. I do n’t have to do my homework and I ’m full. It ’s so comfortable.

Wei Yilin was not in the room, Mo Fan drifted towards the study, and she saw a figure buried in the man's head.

If Wei Yilin felt something, she looked up at the door.

"Why don't you get dressed properly?" Wei Yanlin said with a sullen throat, her face stern.

The boy was wearing a man's shirt, and his clothes were large enough to cover the legs, and the buttons were not tied, revealing a mostly smooth chest.

Mo Fan whispered to the desk, and bowed his head, "You tie me."

Looks like waiting.

Wei Yanlin shook her head and fastened the button to the teenager.

When Wei Yanlin fastened the button, Mo Fan stared at her hand, and sometimes she looked away. If Wei Yilin's psychological quality is strong, I am afraid that he will be frightened.

"Naughty." He kissed the teenager's nose.

"Well, so boring, how much homework do you have?" He wanted the man to speak with him.

"Coming soon," Wei Minlin touched the boy's head comfortably. "You go for a snack? Did you buy it last time?"

"and also."

"Or play with the computer in the study? There is still morning juice in the refrigerator. You can drink it."

"Oh." Mo Fan responded and floated out again.

At the door, he said on his stomach, "I'll cook for you."

"Go play and wait till I finish."

"But I want to make it for you." The teenager's eyes were moist.

"Then you go." Wei Yilin had no resistance.

"Hurry up and finish your homework," Mo Fan said finally.

"it is good."

It rained last night, and there was moist water in the air. Opening the window, the fresh breath came suddenly.

Mo Fan hummed the unknown ballad and tinkered in the kitchen.

His craft is good, but Wei Yilin doesn't want him to do too much chores.

Obviously he can also take care of men.

The scent of the meal rushed out, Wei Weilin went downstairs, just to see Mo Fan coming out of the kitchen, it seemed that he was preparing to eat him.

"You're down, just right, I just finished cooking." Mo Fan looked up and asked for praise.

"It smells really sweet." Wei Minlin hugged the boy, relaxed, and went to the kitchen to serve food.

"I have always been good at craftsmanship," said the boy proudly.

"Yes, Xiaofan is the best, he can do everything. But I can't bear Xiaofan's hard work, Xiaofan just enjoy it." Wei Yilin smiled.

"Then I will become a rice bug." This is a new word he learned.

"Isn't it good to be a rice bug? We Xiaofan loves to sleep so much."

"That's not because you and I sleep so much. I didn't have to sleep." The teenager blushed.

"Yes, blame me." The man is good at everything.

What happened next was that Wei Yanlin didn't let Mo Fan get started. Mo Fan followed the man, watching him come in and out, and brought himself chopsticks.

Mo Fan does not need to eat, and he eats to satisfy his appetite, so he usually only eats vegetables, not rice.

After eating, taking a short break, Wei Yanlin entered the study again. Mo Fan thought for a while and told Wei Minlin that he was holding the black cat and planned to go outside to walk the cat.

Black cat: ...

It's cold in December, and there are pedestrians wearing thick down jackets on the road. Mo Fan is not afraid of the cold, but in order to cover people's eyes, he still covered a coat.

Seeing the exquisite teenagers walking the cat slowly in the cold wind, passers-by passing by could not help but glance at each other.

Whether it is the outstanding appearance of the teenager or the behavior of walking cats in this weather, it is very noticeable.

The black cat lazily walked aimlessly, and suddenly his ears shook, alerting. Looking up, they came to the school gate.

The school's courses are basically over, the weather is cold, and not many students can be seen on campus. The black cat suddenly pulled Mo Fan in a certain direction, and Mo Fan thought, and followed.