Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Ye Zhaohong and Han Jiyong went back together the night before.He couldn't understand Ye Zhaohong very well.He likes weak and beautiful boys. For four years in college, Luo Weiyu's mistresses are all over the world. All of them are beautiful boys with pear blossoms and rain, and I feel pity for them.Although Han Jiyong is good-looking, he is too handsome, which is not the type that Ye Zhaohong likes, but Luo Weiyu can't guarantee that Ye Zhaohong won't attack Han Jiyong... After all, Ye Zhaohong's saying that he has no integrity is just flattering him.he……

Luo Weiyu's face was gloomy.If it is really what he thinks...he will definitely not let him go!Absolutely not!

Xiaolong looked at Luo Weiyu's face that suddenly changed from sunny to thundery, and was startled for a while, and said cautiously: "I'm just talking... Brother Luo, what are you doing? I won't really let me hit the mark Bar?"

Luo Weiyu ignored him, her brows were tied into a knot.

After the third period in the afternoon, Luo Weiyu arrived at the gate of Han Jiyong's class.

The last class on Wednesday afternoon is self-study.

After Luo Weiyu greeted Han Jiyong's class teacher, she immediately rushed into their class with a sullen face, packed up Han Jiyong's things, and dragged her to the school doctor's office without waiting for anyone to react.

Indeed, as Xiaolong said, Han Jiyong's complexion was very ugly.His face was pale without a trace of blood, and even his lips were a little pale.As for walking, it is quite normal, but the whole person does not look very good.

Han Jiyong was as quiet as ever, not even the sound of breathing.

Luo Weiyu hugged him directly, only then did he hear that his breathing became a little messy.He reached out and started to undress his clothes.

Han Jiyong was obviously frightened by him, and remained motionless in a daze.

The summer school uniform is only such a thin layer, and once the buttons are unbuttoned, there are bruises and purple marks inside—of course not hickey marks.Luo Weiyu frowned, "Who did you fight with?"

Han Jiyong shook his head.

Luo Weiyu narrowed her eyes, and put one hand on his shoulder, "Don't tell me?"

Han Ji always lowered his head.

Luo Weiyu pursed her lips, "Did Ye Zhaohong do it?"

Han Jiyong raised his head, showing a surprised expression.

"Damn it!" Luo Weiyu squeezed Han Jiyong hard with his hands.He quickly let go, "Sorry..."

Han Jiyong shook his head.

Luo Weiyu took a deep breath, "I apologize to you on his behalf..."

Han Jiyong lowered his eyes, hiding the emotion in his eyes, "Why do you want to apologize for him?"

Luo Weiyu was stunned.This is already a habit of his.From childhood, Ye Zhaohong was bound to him in everyone's eyes.He was used to following Ye Zhaohong to help him clean up the mess, help him stop those who bullied him, apologize to those who offended him for him, protect him, and protect him.All of this is like an instinct—an instinct that has melted into the flesh and blood.He smiled unnaturally, "Yong'er, tell me, what happened between yesterday and this morning?"

Han Jiyong pulled the corner of his mouth in a rare way, as if he wanted to smile at him, but unfortunately, the smile disappeared before it could be revealed.

Luo Weiyu felt a little uncomfortable, and reached out to rub Han Jiyong's hair.

"I'm fine, I... this is a fight... don't tell our teacher."

"..." Luo Weiyu was dumbfounded.In this regard, like ordinary children, he is afraid of the teacher... He sighed softly, "Tell me, what happened?"

Han Jiyong shook his head resolutely.

Luo Weiyu was discouraged.If Han Jiyong doesn't want to say it, it's useless to ask—who is this child's stubbornness like...

Han Jiyong looked at him with some warmth in his eyes.He narrowed his eyes slightly, "How are you...?"

Luo Weiyu shook her head indifferently, "Master Yun She won't do anything to me, but you...forget it."

Han Jiyong felt heavy, and asked subconsciously: "Um...you...do you like Ye Zhaohong very much?"

Luo Weiyu didn't expect him to ask such a question, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled: "Did he tell you something?"

"Ah..." Han Jiyong opened his mouth, "No... I... I..."

"What are you?" Luo Weiyu cursed with a smile, and rubbed his hair vigorously, "I'm done with him a long time ago."

"Ah...then do you still like him?"

Do you still like it?Luo Weiyu thought about it seriously.

He felt that he didn't love anymore.But still like it.

He still couldn't figure out why he agreed to be with him in the first place.Is it because you really love him?Or is it because you are used to being with him?Or did they already acquiesce in the relationship between the two as a couple?

Even if he really fell in love later, those limited love and sweetness were annihilated bit by bit in his betrayals again and again.However, liking for him, like those habits, has gone deep into the bone marrow.

He smiled, "I have nothing to do with him."

Han Jiyong lowered his eyes, "Then...you...you really... still love him?"

Luo Weiyu intuitively felt that Ye Zhaohong should have said something to him, so she reached out and raised Han Jiyong's chin, making him look up at her, "Yong'er, tell me, what did Ye Zhaohong tell you?"

Han Jiyong turned his head in embarrassment.

"Did you get into a fight with him because of something he said to you?"

Han Jiyong shook his head vigorously.

"really not?"

Shaking his head.

"Okay." Luo Weiyu sighed.

Every time Han Jiyong sighed, he felt very uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but stepped forward, reached out and hugged him into his arms.

Luo Weiyu was hugged by him unexpectedly, she was stunned for a moment, then put her hand on his back, and patted it lightly, "Yong'er, it's alright, it's fine."

Han Ji never wanted to let go, so Luo Weiyu had no choice but to let him cling to her like a koala.

Han Jiyong's hair is a bit long, soft and soft, and feels very good.Although it doesn't fit the school's appearance, but anyway, the college entrance examination is coming, and no one will control the graduating students too much.

He casually grabbed two more, "By the way, Yong'er, how far can your white tiger spiritual power go?"

When Han Jiyong heard this, he immediately let go of Luo Weiyu, and before Luo Weiyu could react, he quickly...turned into a little white tiger.

Luo Weiyu's expression changed from doubt at the beginning to surprise, and finally fixed on amazement.

Those who practice the spiritual power of the four holy beasts can simply use the spiritual power of the four holy beasts at the beginning. As the practice gradually deepens, the practitioner can gradually transform into an incarnation outside the birth.When can one transform into ninety-nine and 81 incarnations outside the body, one can enter the final stage—be able to transform into one's body.

Now, among the people he knows, even Ling Chuan, who is the fastest in cultivation, can only transform into seven or forty-nine incarnations.Ye Zhaohong had 49, he had 45.As for the clear sky, he couldn't see the depth, but he also knew that his cultivation should be on par with Ling Chuan.But that's all.

Whether it is Lingchuan or Qingkong, they are far away from the realm of body transformation.And Han Jiyong, a 16-year-old boy, an ordinary casual cultivator, has such a cultivation level!