not a monster

Chapter 131 I just want to hold you
After dinner, Feng Wuli sent Jiang Nao back to school, and Shi Ye said goodbye to them.

Wang Xilou was going to clean up the dishes, but the little fox hurriedly stopped him.

"No, these are the tasks that Wanwan should do, Wang Xilou, go and rest!"

Wang Xilou smiled, "It's all housework, who should and shouldn't do it?"

The little fox pushed her away, "When Wanwan learns how to cook delicious meals, she won't have to bother Wang Xilou all the time!"

"But you're going to elementary school."

She thought very seriously, "Well, then Wanwan cooks on Saturdays and Sundays, and I will trouble you when Wanwan is not around."

She pushed Wang Xilou to sit on the second floor, and turned on the TV for her, asking her what she wanted to watch, then turned the TV on, and went down with short legs.

Like a little rabbit, jumping up and down.

Wang Xilou smiled helplessly. Just as she was going to get the remote control, she suddenly looked at her hand and lost her mind. There were fireworks outside, and the light from the fireworks shone on her face through the balcony.

Thinking back to the Spring Festival that year, the man dragged himself out of the yard, and she was still complaining about always making trouble for him, so he smiled and let her look at the sky.

It is also full of Kongming lanterns like that.

The two of them looked at each other, even through the mask, the smile in their eyes could already feel each other's emotions.

She smiled and said: Standing here should be a pair of men and women holding hands, not such nondescript ones.

He didn't give her an answer. Wang Xilou didn't understand why he refused to give him an answer.

After 500 years, many things will deteriorate. She has long been vague about that feeling, and then it was just an indistinguishable weird emotion, and then as the wind grew up unreasonably, that weird emotion became more and more weird.

The little zombie huddled up on the sofa, hugged the pillow, rested his chin on the pillow, watched the fireworks blooming outside the balcony, a winding upward light path, and the rising fireworks were about to bloom.

After sending Jiang Nao back, Feng Wuli, who was walking by the river, also stopped for tonight's night scene, with a little black cat closely following him.

He also looked up at the fireworks that were about to bloom in the same direction.

Fireworks rising, seen from below?Or from the side?
Every answer here is not suitable for me.

Now both of them knew what the other was thinking at the beginning, but they seemed to be even more clueless about how to deal with it, like an unquenchable but lukewarm fire slowly simmering.

"boom--!!"

The fireworks are scattered, and the romance is wanton.

"It's unreasonable, I don't want to leave, you can carry me and go, I can sleep in the same bed with you tonight!"

The little thing at his feet grabbed his trousers, trying to climb up, Feng Wuli bent down and smiled and hugged her up.

"Why is the abacus playing so loudly, you sleep by yourself tonight."

Ye Ji became very distressed, what kind of bad thoughts could the kitty have, she climbed onto Feng Wuli's shoulder and lay on her stomach.

The riverside is really lively tonight. This is the place where the fireworks are set off in the whole county, and Kongming lanterns can also be set off. Many of them drive here from the urban area, and even look at the license plates.

Car lights and shadows are intertwined, fireworks are interspersed with sky lanterns, and the moonlight is quietly distributed to everyone.

He saw Wang Xilou came out, wearing a sleeveless long dress that was unreasonably windy, like a girl in a white dress wearing a straw hat on the beach with bare feet, her hair was not rolled up, and she was standing there with a pair of ponytails Watching others play fireworks with hands behind their backs.

In fact, Feng Wuli thinks that in Wang Xilou's words, the hair looks the best when it is rolled up to reveal the white neck, and it is also gentle, and it looks good when it is loosened up, and it looks intellectual, but the double ponytails are a bit childish. I asked her to tie the double ponytails that day to tease her. means more.

Although also very cute.

"How did you get out?"

Hearing Feng Wuli's voice, she turned her head and grinned.

"It's so noisy outside, it's boring to stay at home."

"Then let's go for a walk together?" Feng Wuli asked with a smile.

She stretched out her hand without saying anything, Feng Wuli didn't say anything either, just held it over.

It is agreed to hold for half an hour every day.

Ye Ji was on his shoulder, her eyes rolling around.

"Actually, you look better with your hair up?"

"Then you still said that Master... let me tie this hair!" She turned to look at him dissatisfied, and she also felt that this hairstyle was too much.

"It's also pretty."

"...Tell these words to the girl you like in the future."

"I like Wang Xilou very much."

After the fireworks took off, the hands that were simply held turned into interlocking fingers, feeling the other person's body temperature.

"Huh? Unreasonable? Why are you here?"

Suddenly someone behind him called his name, Wang Xilou's heart tightened.

She herself didn't know why she was panicking, she wanted to let go like a guilty conscience, but she was held tightly.

"Director Yang? And Xiaohua." He greeted with a smile.

"Unreasonable brother!"

A five or six-year-old girl with two braids rushed forward, hugging Feng Wuli's leg.

"Hua is so tall?" Feng Wuli smiled and rubbed her head.

"Xiaohua eats a lot every day... ah, it's a cat!"

Ye Ji felt a little danger, and before she could escape, Feng Wuli grabbed her with one hand and handed it to the little girl to play with.

Director Yang grinned, seeing his daughter and the cat playing together, he had time to spare, took out Fu Rong Huang, and lit it up happily: "Is this your girlfriend? Don't introduce me."

It's too noisy here, he has to speak loudly for the other party to hear, the voice of "girlfriend" made Wang Xilou's ear piercing in the first place, but the loud voice made it even more ear-piercing.

"Director Yang, this is Wang Xilou."

Director Yang's cigarette dropped immediately.

He squatted down calmly, picked it up, and looked at the two hands holding each other seriously when he got up.

Wipe the cigarette holder and press it back into the cigarette case.

"It turns out to be Lord Wang, who has been admired for a long time, and is actually the senior of all the practitioners on this side of the Xiangjiang River! For hundreds of years, the safety of our Xiangdi has depended on your many actions! We must thank you in person when we meet today!"

"I don't dare to do it. Director Yang has always been caring and unreasonable. It is I who want to thank Director Yang."

Wang Xilou's voice was very soft and gentle.

"It should be, it should be." Director Yang sneered, his gaze resting on the hands of the two of them.

It's just that from the beginning to the end, he didn't ask what happened to the two of them. His eyes seemed to ignore the two hands that were holding each other, and he couldn't see anything.

A few people watched the fireworks together by the river, and there were fewer and fewer people at eight or nine o'clock. The two people's holding hands were loosened long after they stopped 'replenishing the magic'.

Along the road by the river, the shadows of the two of them depended on each other. They should be accompanied by a dog, but now there is a black cat, which is not bad.

"I want to visit Nantah University tomorrow. It seems that the elementary school I reported to Little Fox is also near Nantah University. Let me take her there tomorrow."

"Why do you suddenly want to go to university?"

Wang Xilou smiled, "But it's okay, I don't think you've been concentrating on your studies recently, go and see if you have some fighting spirit."

"My mother is in Nantah University, and she let me go and see it when I have time."

"...Do you want Master to come with you?"

"What are you doing with the past?"

"Too."

Suddenly, Wang Xilou felt that her hand was being held again by a wide palm. She was shocked, but her face was calm, and she naturally asked him in doubt, "What are you doing?"

It was justifiable to hold hands to replenish magic, but now there is no such excuse.

"I just want to hold on."

Is there such an excuse?

She pursed her lips and nodded as if nothing had happened, although she herself didn't know what the hell she meant by this nod.

(End of this chapter)