Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Xiao Feijiu actually doesn't have any so-called tracking skills.

In addition, he has not turned on his divine power at all now, which means that it is normal for the god who follows him as an ordinary person to be noticed by the other party.

After walking for a while, Yan Feng discovered that the direction the other party was traveling in was not at all where the university was in his memory, right?

What is this for?

Yan Feng was confused and subconsciously quickened his pace.

When he finally caught up with the young man, he watched helplessly as the young man turned into a remote and dark alley.

Yan Feng immediately chased after him.

But after entering, he found that there was no figure of that person in front of him, as if the other person disappeared out of thin air. In front of him was a dead end blocked by a high wall. If you just looked at it, you wouldn't even be able to find the one he walked through. trace.

Yan Feng was stunned.

The next second, the opponent appeared from the side and rushed out fiercely, giving Yan Feng no chance to react.

Suddenly, Yan Feng was pressed against the wall.

Taking advantage of his height and figure, the young man put one hand around Yan Feng's neck and fixed him to the wall behind him, preventing him from moving at all.

This posture looks vicious and cruel.

When it comes to dealing with your own stalker, there is absolutely no problem.

The young man himself thought so too.

But when Yan Feng looked up and saw those aqua blue eyes, the hand that was holding the other person suddenly relaxed.

He didn't understand the reason.

But it seemed that at that moment, a voice appeared in his heart, constantly reminding him not to squeeze so hard anymore.

Relaxed his strength.

He still tried hard to maintain the fierce expression on his face.

Staring into Yan Feng's eyes, he said, "The person who has been following me yesterday afternoon was actually you, right?"

It's him and it's not him.

Yan Feng replied in his heart.

But after thinking about the situation, he nodded honestly.

After all, he was the one being followed today.

He plans to continue to follow him in the future.

So it’s okay to admit what happened yesterday.

I didn't expect this stalker to be so calm, and the other party was stunned. Then he sneered and said, "You think if you admit it quickly, I won't tell the school and let them handle this matter, do you?"

After all, his identity is different from Yan Feng.

If he knew that he was being followed by someone in school, it would only be a matter of words, and he could tell Yan Feng to get out.

Yan Feng blinked.

Of course he knew this.

But it didn't matter to him, after all, he was already sure from the moment they looked at each other. No matter what the fragment of his god thinks of him now, the love engraved in his bones will never allow him to do anything that really hurts him.

For example, the hand stuck around his neck.

This is the most obvious example.

With this in mind, Yan Feng's answer became much more calm. Blinking, he said calmly: "I didn't think you would let me go, but I just wanted to follow you. I didn't intend to hurt you. You are so beautiful and so clean. I was afraid that others would hurt you, so I wanted to protect you." You are coming."

When he said this, Yan Feng's blue eyes were shining brightly.

The other person stared into his eyes.

He wanted to find out the emotional changes of lying.

But no matter how he looked at it, Yan Feng still looked calm. At least judging from his facial expression, no one could doubt that what he just said was false.

The hand that had already loosened its grip was completely released this time.

Yan Feng's operation completely silenced everyone.

After hesitating for a long time, the man said: "You can't even beat me, and you still want to protect me. Is there something wrong with your head?"

Yan Feng blinked.

The bird just looked weak.

He is only weak in front of the gods.

When facing other people, just punch each one unequivocally, okay?

But he didn't say such words.

Just looking at people helplessly.

The people watching him felt helpless.

I was planning to say something else to make people give up this meaningless tracking. But before the words could be spoken, the two of them heard a loud "Gulu" coming from Yan Feng's stomach.

youth:……

If you don't eat breakfast when you're hungry, you'll become my stalker.

At once.

Are you really dedicated enough?

Seeing the complexity of the other person's expression, Yan Feng explained to him seriously: "I didn't skip breakfast just to be your stalker."

youth:?

Yan Feng explained seriously: "I don't have money for breakfast."

youth:……

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The young man's name is Yue Que.

He is the only son of the powerful Yue family who currently controls the lifeline of the world economy.

And now, he felt like he was experiencing the most magical thing in his life.

He was treating his own stalker to breakfast.

That stalker is also very good at eating.

Seeing that he had finished a drawer of xiaolongbao and started to reach out to grab the fried dough sticks again, Yue Que pushed the plate of fried dough sticks in front of him with a complicated mood and added: "Eat slowly, I won't compete with you."

"I know you won't rob me," Yan Feng replied casually.

But it's almost fucking late.

As a poor student with a bad record, he really can't be late again!

It's easy to get fired!

He tried hard to swallow the fried dough sticks in his mouth.

Yan Feng planned to remind Yue Que about the time issue.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to speak, Yue Que, who had always shown little interest in him, asked him: "You eat so much, why are you still so thin?"

Yan Feng immediately rolled his eyes: "How can I usually eat so much? I have no money, and the free rice in the canteen is enough to cushion my stomach. Can I not lose weight if I am malnourished?"

He said it for granted.

This is indeed the life his character has experienced before.

Yue Que listened.

He clearly knew that he shouldn't have any overflowing sympathy.

But he also clearly felt that his heart was really tightening.

You should have nothing to do with this person anymore.

They were not from the same world.

Treating someone to a breakfast is the limit.

There can be no further involvement.

Keep telling yourself this in your mind.

Then Yue Que heard himself asking the thin man in front of him, "What's your name?"