not a monster

Xiao Wang Xilou's hair is very long and can cover her buttocks. Feng Wuli needs to support her hair with one hand to avoid getting wet.
"I feel like you just think Master is very funny now."

"really."

"Don't deny it... Okay! You really admitted it!" Wang Xilou couldn't help jumping.

Feng Wuli carefully washed the crevices of Wang Xilou's toes, and looked at her forehead with a lot of water droplets, and reached out to wipe it with the back of his clean hand. The child's skin was very tender and slippery, he smiled. Said: "Wang Xilou has always been taking care of me before, and I want to repay Wang Xilou in this way."

"..."

Seeing him like this, the little zombie standing in the washbasin was a little squirming. She couldn't be tough in this posture, so she could only turn her head away from looking at his face, and her face was a little blushing.

"Come and wash your hands."

"Why do you have to wash your hands?"

"...Don't children wash their hands before going to bed?"

"I can wash my hands myself!"

Feng Wuli didn't want to admit it, he just wanted to have an addiction, pondered for a while, and said: "Wait a minute, it's troublesome to get your clothes and hair wet."

"..."

Wang Xilou felt that this man completely treated her like a three-year-old child, especially the feeling that this guy put his arms under her arm and lifted her up in the air, which made her very uncomfortable.

This guy is still laughing!

Wang Xilou was so angry that he kicked his face in the air, but unfortunately, the little feet could only keep thumping and couldn't reach at all.

"Ah, I'm so annoying!"

She gritted her back molars, her cheeks bulged into buns, Feng Wuli couldn't help pinching it again, it felt so good.

"The wind is unreasonable!"

Being called out by his full name, the little apprentice shrank his neck, not daring to make any further mistakes, and took Master Little Loli back to sleep.

During the period, accompanied by Xiao Wang Xilou's dissatisfied educational voice, he told him that he should not disrespect his master. The master is an 800-year-old great practitioner who raised you. When you went to kindergarten to fight with others, it was all Master has to apologize to everyone one by one to deal with it. Although it has become like this now, I am still your most admired and admired Master.

Feng Wuli glanced at Master Master who was holding his neck to avoid falling, and nodded seriously.

Xiao Wang Xilou shook his calf happily, feeling that his master's dignity had returned a little bit.

But not much.

The next day was bright.

It was quiet outside the old street and inside the room. The air in the autumn morning was very dry. The curtains were not closed, leaving a gap, which became the only light source in the room.

The rooms of adolescent boys are generally not very tidy, but Wang Xilou will come in every day to clean, so Feng Wuli's room is very clean and tidy, and there will be no peculiar smell.

A cute little head popped out from under the quilt at the end of the bed.

The child's hair is delicate and soft. Wang Xilou glanced at the sky, planning to get up and make breakfast, but felt something was wrong when he got up.

Standing on the bed and looking down, seeing the small arms and legs, she suddenly remembered what happened last night.

Smiling lightly and shaking his head, the long hair behind him was like a waterfall.

He glanced at the man next to him again, still sound asleep.

Still like a child.

Even if the body grows into an adult, boys are born to mature later than girls, not to mention that in Wang Xilou's eyes, the wind is unreasonable, which is the superimposition of several identities.

Not only did she have the reliable and stable appearance that she yearned for 500 years ago, but also the figure of the little apprentice who has been relying on her for the past 12 years. Now this appearance after sleeping is obviously her cute little apprentice.

He even said he had to take care of himself.

She giggled silently, leaned over lightly, and touched the little apprentice's nose with the tip of her nose. Seeing signs of being woken up by herself, she hurriedly moved away, but the other party just turned over, breathing still peacefully.

Good morning, little apprentice.

She said hello in her heart, then crawled to the bed lightly, got out of bed and walked to the door barefoot, gently opened the door and closed it again.

Usually, she would get up half an hour earlier than Feng Wuli, and after washing up and making breakfast, he would almost wake up.

Today Xiao Wang Xilou faces the first challenge.

The sink was too high for her to reach. Even if she stood on tiptoes and straightened her arms, her face was almost squeezed into a ball, she almost touched the faucet.

Why is the wash basin so high!
Angrily, she ran out barefoot again, moved a chair back, stepped on it, looked at her loose long hair and delicate face, scratched her face, and turned on the faucet to brush her teeth and wash her face.

He also needs to tie his hair. His long hair hangs down to the tip of his buttocks, his hands are shortened, and it is very troublesome to tie his hair. In the end, he can only use a clip to clip a chicken nest. Looking at himself in the mirror, his little face collapsed up.

Not cute at all!

The towel was hung too high, and she had to jump up to take it off, but she stepped on the air and fell down. The pain was not painful, but the clothes were wet a lot, and the chicken nest became even more chicken nest.

"..."

The result was also a mess.

Forget it, let's make breakfast first, I cooked some extra rice yesterday and plan to fry rice today.

Xiao Wang Xilou looked extremely busy, took out a few paper towels and wiped it, ran to open the refrigerator barefoot, moved a chair and stood on it, took two eggs, and a bowl of cold rice sealed with plastic wrap , trotted downstairs again, Dongdongdong went downstairs, her feet were wet, leaving a series of dense small footprints, the footprints behind slowly disappeared, and new ones appeared in front.

The stove was so high, and the pot became difficult to operate. There was no oil in the oil cup, so she opened the cabinet below.

Usually she has to squat down, but now she can see the contents while standing, but the arowana is so heavy that she has to lift it up with difficulty, her little toes are exerting force, trembling. Just as I was about to pour it into the oil cup, my hand suddenly lightened.

The oil barrel was picked up by the people around him.

She raised her head in a daze, saw the little apprentice holding the oil drum and looked at herself with a chuckle, couldn't help but also smiled helplessly, and said in a childish voice, "Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face?"

"Where's the slave?"

"I guess I'm still sleeping." It's only past six o'clock.

"Let me make breakfast."

"Do you know?"

Xiao Wang Xilou's face was full of disbelief. This person's five fingers have never touched Yangchun water since he was a child, and he would choke even fried eggs.

"Just be there and teach me."

Feng put down the bucket unreasonably, squatted down, and untied the chicken coop-like hair on her head. The light from the kitchen window slanted to the ground, and the dust in the light path was like fireflies in the sky.

Wang Xilou stared at him blankly, Feng Wuli helped her tidy up the clothes that were exposed on one shoulder, pressed her arm to make her turn around, smoothed her waterfall-like long hair over and over again, and simply clamped it up , at least not messy.

Xiao Wang Xilou took a look, reached out and touched the back, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's really ugly."

"Wait a minute and let Po Nu comb it for you."

"Pour in the oil, don't pour too much, just one-third of it."

Feng Wuli obeyed her arrangement, turned on the gas stove, beat the eggs, stirred well, chopped green onions, and crushed some hard cold rice in advance.

It was all very trivial work, Wang Xilou stood on a stool to direct, and occasionally disliked him for his clumsiness, Feng just laughed unreasonably.

The little Wang Xilou became more fond of preaching.

Arms around, looks old-fashioned.

Then a meal of egg fried rice that didn't look very good was ready, the master and apprentice tasted it, it was much worse than the usual Wang Xilou's cooking, it was barely edible.

It was completely bright outside.

The master and apprentice each held a bowl and ate in the yard. When they noticed that the little apprentice was looking at him and smiling, Wang Xilou gave him a hard time.

As a result, the guy laughed even more unscrupulously.

Wang Xilou also laughed.

Forget it, he'll be happy.

"Do you want to feed Master?"

Feng Wuli pondered for a while: "You are not really a three-year-old."

"Master sees that you are having a good time."

"...open your mouth."

"You are really good!"

Wang Xilou looked astonished, looked at the spoon stretched out to his mouth, glared angrily at this little apprentice who didn't respect him, and then convinced himself that this was the little apprentice serving him, and he didn't eat for nothing.

With a bit of vindictiveness, he leaned forward and prepared to be fed.

Xiao Wang Xilou, who was as cute as a small dumpling in the yard, suddenly froze, and Feng unreasonably asked her if she still wanted to eat.

"You, who are you? Where's the lady in the west building?"

"..."

Feng Wuli took the spoon back, ate the fried rice on it in one bite, and looked at the little zombie whose eyes and aura had changed drastically.

"Your mother sold you to me."

"The west building...was sold by Aunt?"

"correct."

She couldn't believe it, her eyes were getting wet, her nose was red, and she was crying loudly in the yard.

"The west building is looking for Aunt!"

"The west building should not be sold!

"

"You are a rotten egg! Xilou hates you!"

Feng Wuli felt two horns growing on his head, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Wang Xilou who was crying and fussing there.

Then he coaxed: "I lied to you. Your mother didn't sell you. I'm a relative of your family. They asked you to come and live with me for a few days."

"Xilou hates you!"

"I mean seriously, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Feng Wuli took a spoonful of fried rice and held it out in front of her as a gesture.

Xiao Wang Xilou's eyes were red, her mouth was sunken, and there were still a few drops of water hanging on her face. This person was good or bad, so she didn't want to eat his food.

But it smells good.

what is this?

She cried and ate a big mouthful.

Feng Wuli was happy, and asked her if she wanted to eat, and if she wanted to eat, don't cry first.

"I'm really your relative. Your name is Wang Xilou, your father's name is Wang Er, your mother's name is Liu Fang, and you live in Lao Niu Bang. Am I right?"

The little girl was stunned for a while, with tears in her eyes, she nodded and asked, "Which kiss are you from Xilou?"

The little guy can only speak Jinling dialect, with a baby voice, which is even cuter, and she is also very obedient, although there are strange things around her, although she is still very scared, but she also obediently sits on the stone bench, crying at most.

"I am your future husband."

"Wow!

"Wang Xilou burst into tears.

Feng Wuli watched her cry while eating fried rice, feeling extremely guilty in his heart, and coaxed her back.

The result was also very coaxing, Xiao Wang Xilou had no time to cry after eating fried rice, Feng Wuli fed her a few mouthfuls, she obediently dug out the food in her bowl, wiped away her tears and started eating.

"Don't be so anxious to eat, it's all yours."

"Thank you." Her face was still crying, but A Niang told her to be polite.

"Then just smile."

"Hee? Hee." The little guy smiled forcedly.

Feng Wuli was happy, the snot bubbles came out, and he didn't think it was dirty, so he wiped her with his hands, and watched Wang Xilou eat the fried rice that she had just made under her guidance.

Compared with Wang Xilou's own work, it is more than a star and a half worse.

But for Xiao Wang Xilou, it was the best food he had ever eaten in his life.

After a while, Po Nu and Wan Wan woke up.

With two more people, Wang Xilou became even more nervous.

Maybe Feng Wuli was the first person she saw, or maybe Feng Wuli gave her something to eat, Xiao Wang Xilou jumped off the table and ran behind Feng Wuli, grabbed his clothes, stretched out half of his head to look at the two people.

"What's wrong with her?" Po Nu was confused.

"Normal reaction." Feng Wuli smiled and looked at the little guy huddled behind him, and touched her head with his broad palm.

Po Nu grinned and went to tease Xiao Wang Xilou. For Po Nu, it was a chance to meet him when he was a child.

"Do you know who I am?"

Xiao Wang Xilou weakly shook his head.

"I am your future self."

This sentence is completely incomprehensible to a three-year-old child, especially a three-year-old child in ancient times.

Xiao Wang Xilou grabbed Feng Wuli's pants and looked up at this man. He obviously said that he was a bad person just now and that he didn't like him, but now he sticks to him very naturally.

Feng Wuli naturally pressed her small head, her hair felt very soft and supple.

"She's not a bad person."

Xiao Wang Xilou didn't speak, and didn't dare to look at Po Nu, and buried his face in Feng Wuli's thigh under Feng Wuli's butt.

Feng Wuli had met Wang Xilou who was five or six years old. He had met Wang Xilou in a dream at that time. At that time, the little Wang Xilou was well-behaved, not afraid of life, and kind-hearted.

The current three-year-old Xiao Wang Xilou is only cute.

"Why is she afraid of me?" Po Nu scratched his head.

Feng Wuli was angry: "You look like you want to tease her, can you not be afraid of you?"

"Forget it, I still have to send Wanwan to school, Wanwan, let's go."

When she walked by, she grinned at Xiao Wang Xilou, but at this moment Wang Xilou didn't even dare to cry, he just closed his eyes and hugged Feng Wuli's leg tightly.

"Goodbye, Lord Feng Wuli, and goodbye Wang Xilou."

Wan Wan followed Po Nu with a small schoolbag on her back, and wanted to go up to say hello when she passed by Wang Xilou, but when Xiao Wang Xilou saw her, he got between Feng Wuli's legs with an uneasy expression on his face.

Her reaction is the expression of her fear of this strange environment. Compared with the unreasonable shouting and crying just now, it is like crying and crying at home with her parents, but shy and dare not speak when meeting strangers outside. Like a child.

Compared with Po Nu's "self", subconsciously trust him more, this feeling makes Feng Wuli feel a little embarrassed, and he actually bullied her just now.

"Wanwan, you go first."

"Hurry up, Wanwan." The slave in front shouted.

Wanwan trotted out with her schoolbag on her back, stepping and turning her head three times.

Feng Wuli looked down at her, Xiao Wang Xilou seemed to be very dependent on him, his fingers tightly clutched his pants, noticed his gaze, looked up at him timidly.

"I'm not a bad person anymore?" He smiled.

"The West Building doesn't know."

"Your mother sold you to me as a daughter-in-law."

"Wow!

' she cried again.

After all, he was only three years old.

The wind sighed unreasonably.