not a monster

Feng Wuli felt that he was hugging a corpse, which was actually the case.

There was very little spirit left in her body.

Feng Wuli knew that he should not panic at this time, he still had the method taught by Emperor Qing.

You can't panic, you can't panic, even if the spirit is exhausted, she will be fine, the most is to wait for the accumulation of the spirit to wake up again.

Even if I don't transmit spiritual power to her, her energy consumption has dropped to zero now, and her body actually has an unconditioned reflex to absorb a little bit of spiritual power, and it can be awakened when it accumulates enough. Maybe she really thinks that she is sleeping if he doesn't come out. It's just a sleep.

Although know the fact.

But he was still heartbroken.

Wang Xilou closed her eyes, her face was calm, and her body let the wind sway unreasonably, as if she would never wake up. She should have been buried deep underground like this 800 years ago.

He sat Wang Xilou horizontally on his lap, wrapped her shoulders with one hand, let her head rest on his chest, and put the five fingers of the other hand through her cold fingers. Hold his hand as usual.

……

Twelve in the morning.

In the name of the people, the broadcast has long since ended, and Feng Wuli turned the channel around. He didn’t know what to watch when he turned around. In the end, he just immersed himself in the act of turning the channel unconsciously. Watching the continuous switching of TV screens seems to make him calmer. a little.

Wang Xilou moved his eyelashes, stretched his waist after opening his eyes, and found that the little apprentice was hugging him.

"Ha, I accidentally fell asleep and suddenly felt a little tired."

She twisted her neck.

"Why did you hug him so hard, and let the master move, my waist is a little sore."

Feng Wuli calmed down, and slowly buried his head in her arms.

Wang Xilou was stunned, he didn't know what happened, he was a little at a loss, he thought it was a little apprentice looking for him to act like a baby.

She laughed, pressed her fingers gently on his head, and stroked it gently: "It's still like a child."

"Wangxi Building."

"Ok?"

"Say something, I want to hear you talk for a while."

Wang Xilou felt a little funny, "What is Master going to say?"

"Just say it, I just want to hear what you have to say."

"Master doesn't know what to say, let me think about it... how about master telling you the story of finding wild men in Shennongjia 600 years ago?"

Wang Xilou felt that the little apprentice was acting weird tonight, he kept hugging him and wanted to tell stories by himself.

But she didn't hate it at all, on the contrary, she liked the feeling of being clinged to by the little apprentice.

She is now sitting on Feng Wuli's lap, and he bent down and buried his head in her arms. Wang Xilou's hair fell on his back, and she stepped on the instep of her right instep with her left foot, swaying back and forth, smiling. Stretching her long hair behind her ears, she stretched out a hand underneath, scratching Feng Wuli's face with her fingertips, and looked up at the wall clock while talking, only then realized that it was getting faster, she took a picture Unreasonable shoulders against the wind:

"It's so late, go back to sleep, you have class tomorrow."

"You just ran out of spiritual power and lost consciousness. I've been sending you spiritual power, and it's one o'clock."

"what?"

Wang Xilou suddenly understood what was wrong with the little apprentice.

"Until you solve my Yangshen problem, you definitely won't want to go back to Youhuang, and I won't talk about this, but your problem must be solved. Maybe one day you will consume spiritual power faster than you can load it. It’s not too late, it will turn into an ordinary zombie that can only be controlled by talismans, I will ask Shengqing tomorrow to see if he can do anything, or I will go to Lord Qingdi in a few days.”

After the mood has settled down, it is actually very clear how to solve it. When encountering problems, just solve them.

It's really not possible, the two of them have never been separated, and they stick together wherever they go, and I don't know if there will be a day when they will get bored, so let's talk about that day.

Wang Xilou touched the back of his neck and smiled softly, "Sleep with Master tonight, Master will tell you stories to lull you to sleep."

"...Get up, I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face."

"You carry Master back to the room."

"Won't you go by yourself?"

"I don't want to go."

Feng Wuli ignored her, and as a result, the little zombie hung on his chest like a koala, with his legs hanging on his waist, his feet hooked together like hooks, and his arms around his neck. He really followed Feng Wuli to the bathroom to brush his teeth wash your face.

She is still telling the stories of the expressionless cold-faced heroine who has been in the rivers and lakes for 200 years.

In her story, she is very cool, she always has a frosty face, does not say a word, does not communicate with others, is alone, and has a kind of old-fashioned westerly lean horse.

Feng Wuli brushed his teeth, looked at the head on the chest, and was still shaking his head as he talked. In the mirror, he could see the back of her head, her thin back, and her little butt outlined by pajama pants.

Is there any difference between this person and the self in the story?

The difference between a lone wolf becoming a husky is as big.

"Have you brushed your teeth yet?"

"Master fell asleep just now, so there is no time to brush."

"No wonder your mouth smells bad, brush your teeth quickly."

"You help Master brush."

Feng Wuli was speechless: "You really want to hang on me all the time."

"I'm not wearing shoes, and the shower room is wet. I'll come down after you wash Master's feet."

He is helpless, he is more than 800 years old, and he is still like a little girl.

Feng Wuli drooled, grunted, and spit out on the sink with his face sideways, wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, took Wang Xilou's pink toothbrush, and squeezed some toothpaste on it.

"Open your mouth."

"laugh."

"Your two zombie teeth are so long."

Wang Xilou's mouth was full of bubbles, and she couldn't speak. The little apprentice squeezed her teeth disrespectfully, and she was a little angry.

After taking the water glass, she also drool, gurgling, and turned her head sideways to spit on the washbasin, and the foam from the corner of her mouth wiped the corner of Feng Wuli's clothes.

"Go, go back to sleep."

When I got into the bed, it seemed that the wind outside suddenly stopped, and it was extremely warm.

The two of them rustled under the quilt for a while.

Feng frowned unreasonably:
"It's 02:30, go to sleep."

"Take your hand out first..." Wang Xilou's voice was muffled.

Feng Wuli pretended to be a dead fish and did not speak. The two of them stood in a stalemate for a while. Feng Wuli's fingers stopped on the somewhat hard fabric, and his palms felt the delicate skin of the 800-year-old zombie. If he moved his fingers a little further, he could climb mountains and mountains. The zombie's strength is definitely not as strong as her own, but she stubbornly held Feng Wuli's arm with both hands.

The belly is just the belly, it is soft and cool, and it is also very fun.

Feng Wuli worked as an archaeologist for a while, then retired contentedly.

"I'm going to take off my little clothes and go to bed, don't make trouble for Master."

"Do you want to take that off?" Feng Wuli was a little out of ideas.

"How can I wear it to sleep? It's hard and uncomfortable."

She reached behind her back, and after unbuttoning it, she reached into the neckline of her pajamas again, pulled out a piece of fabric, and threw it behind her in a hurry. Sleeping with the little apprentice Meimei——

Wang Xilou looked down.

Then he looked up at the face that was very close to him in the dark.

The other party's wet and hot breath sprayed on her face, and she tried to intimidate the other party with a deadpan way, telling him not to be too presumptuous. Although she always had a good mouth, it didn't prevent her from being very shy at this time. angry.

About ten seconds passed.

"Is it fun?"

"It's kind of interesting." Feng Wuli didn't blush at his sneak attack.

"What does it feel like."

"Porcelain in the Song Dynasty was a very prosperous period. The Ru kiln unearthed at that time was full of subtle glazes, piled up like creamy fat, and felt slippery and cool in the hand..."

Hey, why is there a pimple on this porcelain.

Feng pinched it out of curiosity.

Archeology is very dangerous. For example, a zombie may be dug up, and it is a DJI corpse that people in the Jianghu used to fear. If you take porcelain that has been treasured for more than 800 years, she will definitely bite you angrily.

The little zombie almost bit off his hand.

"You are a dog..."

"To shut up!"

Feng Wuli muffled his head: "Master's body is so soft, why is his body so soft even though he is a zombie?"

His tone was like someone opening a pack of snacks in the classroom, and the person next to him ran over and asked 'what is this thing', just full of curiosity about unknown things.

Wang Xilou felt a little hopeless in his life, and he thought to himself, this is something he was used to, so he had to hold back, but his mouth was inexplicably parched with the hand on his back.

She saw the face very close in the night.

Slowly leaned up.

……

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Star City Internet Cafe
When another Wang Xilou was exploring the texture of porcelain 800 years ago with an archaeologist on the bed, there was also Wang Xilou here. She stepped on the gaming chair with one leg bent, wearing the blue and white school uniform shorts that Feng Wuli used in junior high school and school uniform jacket, stretched his neck and leaned in front of the screen.

There was a large bottle of empty Master Kong iced tea on the table, fingers were typing on the keyboard frantically, and the mouse was crackling.

Opposite her was a high school student wearing a school uniform, who was also operating frantically and kept moving.

The people around couldn't help but look over, this girl is beautiful, her personality is magnificent, and her skills are so handsome.

The opponent made a mistake and was killed by a set.

The resurrection will take more than 30 seconds, but it is obviously too late.

People around cheered.

Po Nu stood up, shook his neck, turned to look at the student behind him, "Iced black tea, big bottle."

Her expression now is a bit like Wang Yousheng in the TV series "Bright Sword", after following Li Yunlong to grab supplies and exchange for new shoes, the look of bossing her around.

Although the student lost, he didn't feel anything, scratched his head and ran to buy her iced tea.

"Sister, add a friend, let's play together next time."

"Okay, do you want to rank together and take you to the top?"

"Come, let me sweep you!"

Po Nu fumbled in the pocket of his school uniform jacket, took out Wang Xilou's mobile phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and scanned it for him.

The boy scanned out a WeChat ID of the Invincible Little Zombie, and raised his eyebrows.

In the evening at the Internet cafe, I met a beautiful and skillful young lady, so he went over and asked if he wanted to solo, but he was tortured to death, but he really loved this one, the student swallowed his saliva, He hesitated to speak, but asked, "Does my sister have a boyfriend?"

Po Nu rolled his eyes, holding the iced black tea with a vigilant expression on his face: "I have a man!"

"How old are you, and you're already married." The boy was a little in disbelief.

"That's not true, I'm a rare man." She had a showy tone.

"..." He clearly felt that the brain circuits and communication methods of this beautiful sister were a bit different from ordinary people.

But knowing that the other party is already married, he can't help being frustrated and a little embarrassed.

In order to avoid the embarrassment just now, he had no choice but to change the topic with a joke: "Then sister still ran out to play, so I'm not afraid that he will go out to steal at night."

Po Nu raised his eyebrows, "Impossible, he cares about me."

"That's right." The student said dryly, "A round of ranking?"

But Po Nu thought about it again, would that shameless Wang Xilou climb into his bed again?
But even if she rolled into his bed, at most they would sleep together.

The little apprentice is so well-behaved, he will definitely not touch her, he gave it to her for so long, every time he goes into his room, he exhausted all his skills, and at most he let himself kiss his little mouth and cuddle his waist. , I don’t even want to touch myself.

Install the latest version. 】

Shaking his head, Po Nu shakes out these remnants.

Wang Xilou's progress must be lower than mine!
"Rank, I'll take you to the master tonight!"

Sitting down and started another game, Po Nu started her exciting and tense all-nighter again.

Pick a Tam.

With a flick of her tongue, she kept attacking all the enemies with her tongue. All the way through the battle, a single tongue defeated the opponent, and she couldn't help showing an innocent smile on her face.

The green light from the screen hit Po Nu's face, she grinned, people who know nothing are the easiest to be happy.

……

In autumn, the days are short and the nights are long, the sky outside is not bright yet, the people around him are already awake, Feng Wuli is also awakened by a slight movement.

His eyelids moved, and he saw Wang Xilou sitting on the edge of the bed with his back facing him. The room was still pitch black, and he could only see a smooth back. It must have been proficient for so many years.

Wang Xilou knows many skills, such as playing the erhu, cooking, washing and mopping the floor. Feng Wuli has already seen all her proficient skills one by one, but she knows without guessing. This woman must have been extremely proficient for many years, but Feng Wuli is indeed the first time to see this skill that Wang Xilou has been proficient in for many years, but he has never seen it before.He saw it today, this scene may be ordinary and repeated every day, but to Feng Wuli, it is mysterious and holy, the way she buttoned her underwear with her backhand, her smooth back, her bare shoulders, the soft cotton on her hip bones Made of high-quality fabric, she bent back to the two arms at the back, pinching the fingers of the two straps.

This picture is too beautiful, not mixed with desire, he just admires it, and wants to engrave this scene in his mind.

There was no light in the gaps in the curtains, which proved that it was still dark outside, and the air outside the quilt in the room was dry and cold, and it felt cool to expose your face outside the quilt.

After the button was buttoned, he seemed to sense movement behind him. Wang Xilou looked back and saw his little apprentice staring straight at him.

"Wake you up?"

The room was dark and quiet, and she subconsciously spoke softly, not daring to speak loudly, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone.

"what time is it?"

Feng Wuli also imitated the volume of her whisper, as if there were two children in the room, and the two adults were afraid that the loud voice would wake up the non-existent baby.

Wang Xilou brushed his hair back, leaving only a piece of cloth in front of him to block the infinite scenery, then grabbed the pajamas he hadn't put on, and said softly: "It's just six o'clock, I'm going down to make breakfast, you can sleep for a while, wait a minute Master came to wake you up."

"..."

"..."

Feng Wuli has only one thought now.

Next time there is such a chance, he wants to help her fasten the two straps.