[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

Being watched by this gaze, Wen Lang subconsciously took a step back, and then some purple crystals flashed across his hand.

He thought that the dog was going to rush up to attack him, but he didn't want a trace of regret to flash in the big black dog's eyes, and quickly ran out of his sight.

Wen Lang, who was shocked by the big black dog's wind-like speed: ...

Since the dog was not hostile to him, Wen Lang didn't want to pester him any more, so he shook his head and flew towards Shizhai in Shenhong.He was attacked suddenly just now, and his eager heart finally calmed down. Only then did he realize that he was thinking about it, and he didn't realize that Ye Fan didn't know that he woke up.This will react, and naturally rush to find Ye Fan.As everyone knows, Ye Fan, who had already returned to Shizhai and found out that he had woken up, was already in the mood of an ant on a hot pot. He was extremely anxious, but he had to wait patiently for him to come back.As soon as wen lang entered the stockade, a small whirlwind blew up around him.The whole person was hugged into a warm embrace.

"I know it made you worry this time, but you should let me go first. Everyone in the village is still watching." He patted Ye Fan on the back to comfort him, and a long-lost apology surged in his heart.

People around looked at the two embracing each other kindly.They all knew that when Ye Fan came, that little brother fainted in his arms, and now that they met, they hugged these people excitedly and didn't think much about it.The second fool also said naively: "Brother Ye and Brother Wen have such a good relationship."

Ye Fan held Wen Lang tightly in his hand.After a long time, he let go of Wen Lang and said with a smile: "I thought you would be so sleepless?"

"How is that possible?" Wen Lang also replied with a smile.Neither of them mentioned the hug just now, they turned and walked towards the stone house where Wen Lang lived.

It is said to be Wen Lang's stone house, but both of them have to live in this room.When Wen Lang was in a coma, Ye Fan stayed by his side all the time, so Zhang Wuye only arranged a room for them.Later, when Ye Fan went to Zishan, the worried people didn't think of this. Now that Ye Fan came back, he found that the only room he could live in was Wen Lang's now.

With secret joy, Ye Fan justly refused Zhang Wuye's further "trouble".Smiling, he put his things on the table in Wenlang Stone House.He also showed an expression that he didn't dislike Wen Lang.

Wen Lang looked at him in a funny way, but he didn't refuse.

In the evening, Zhang Wuye, who learned that his ancestral heritage had been taken back, and everyone in the village celebrated Ye Fan's return.The dinner was very sumptuous, Zhang Wuye also asked Wang Shu and the others to slaughter two sheep to celebrate. People in Shizhai sat on the ground in the open air, drinking in big bowls and eating meat in large pieces. Beautiful girls danced in front of the bonfire.Even Wen Lang, who has always been restrained, was infected by the rare lively scene and became a little more active.

Wen Lang sat in front of the fiery bonfire.The fire snake jumped up to his fingertips from time to time, and then disappeared in an instant.He didn't drink as much as everyone else, and even the girls in the village drank much more freely than him, but no one felt that it was against the harmony of such a scene that seemed out of place.

He sipped his wine in small sips, staring at Ye Fan surrounded by the crowd, his eyes were a little blurred.When Ye Fan realized that he had turned around, he lowered his head, and there was no trace of his closed eyebrows.

Suddenly, screams sounded, and women and children ran away one after another.

"What is this? How did it get into the village?"

……

Wen Lang watched the crowd catch the black shadow, and sat there alone without any movement.Soon, people who went out came back one after another, and the second fool was still bruised and swollen, and said: "A big black dog pushed me into the river."

With a thought in his heart, Wen Lang called the fool over, and described the appearance of the black dog to him, which made the fool nod his head.

Wen Lang frowned, the big dog came from nowhere, and from the previous contact, it seemed that it was not dangerous, but he didn't know what would happen afterwards.He raised his head, only to find that Ye Fan was looking at him thoughtfully.

The two exchanged a look, and they had an idea in their hearts, and they only had to verify it after returning from the dinner.

Although two roasted whole lambs were taken away, the dinner continued.Later, most of them couldn't stop playing until they started to play. Even Ye Fan was a little drunk, so he was gentle. Drinking there was equivalent to not drinking, and was just ordered by an older woman in the village to take Ye Fan back.

Wen Lang supported a restless drunk, feeling dumbfounded.I don't know how the situation became like this, I only know that when asked by those enthusiastic aunts, I really dare not refuse.All kinds of things to pay attention to after drinking must be carefully listened to.

After dragging the drunk to the bed, Wen Lang sat on the edge of the bed and did not move, and then he was thrown at him.

"stand up."

Wen Lang frowned, pushed twice, and found that he couldn't push it away, so he just lay on his stomach and let Ye Fan press him down, his eyes fixed on the roof of the stone house without moving.

After a stalemate for almost a minute, there was a moist feeling on Wen Lang's lips.When he regained his senses, he looked up, and found that the drunk-eyed Ye Fan was pressing on him, his face was pressed against him, and his tongue was still licking his mouth restlessly.

like a big dog.

For some reason, seeing him like this, the image of a big dog automatically appeared in Wen Lang's mind.

However, even so, Wen Lang still didn't move. After 3 minutes, someone who was tired from licking automatically stopped his movements and fell asleep on his body.

Finding that he had finally calmed down, Wen Lang turned Ye Fan over, stroked his "dog" hair, and fell asleep beside him.

The next day, the two people who woke up, whether they were relatives or the one being kissed, all looked calm, as if the matter had just passed away.

And Ye Fan also began to prepare for matters related to the source of gambling.

The author has something to say: Wen Lang: I was bitten.

ps: Do you think monks will be drunk by mortal wine :)