not a monster

Chapter 282 Master is Awesome
In the afternoon, the baby apprentice went back to class.

There is only one month left before the college entrance examination, so dare to ask for so many days off, it is shameless!

Yes, only half a day had passed, and the traitor in her mouth had turned back into a precious apprentice. Wang Xilou was flexible when it came to the bottom line.

She glanced at the pile of new clothes in the closet, with a smile in her eyes, took out one by one, and compared them one by one in front of her, feeling a little sweet in her heart.

I took a photo with my phone and posted it on Moments.

[I said no, the obedient apprentice still bought me so many new clothes/roses/roses]
After thinking about it, she shrank her neck and set it so that she could not show it to her cousin. Su Xiaoxin and the others looked at it, checked it several times, and sent it out.

After a few minutes, she looked at those likes and comments, typed back word by word, and sent two comments.

Little Zombie: Thank you for your likes/Rose
Little Zombie: The college entrance examination this year, I hope he can pass high school

Seeing those other people commenting and praising her apprentice, Wang Xilou laughed. As for why Qingdi didn't rhythmically say that she is a disciple under her comment section.

The dead old man has long been blocked.

Wang Xilou was in a good mood.

He looked at those stockings again, and scratched his head... That's all, if he likes to see them, he can wear them for him.

If there are few people, they admire their parents, and if they are lustful, they admire Shaoai. He is also at this age. Instead of letting him look at others, it is better to look at his master.

Wang Xilou looked at his big white legs, figure, and face in front of the mirror. The appearance of a woman is a person who pleases herself. Modern female dolls will clamor to ask their male partners, if I am not beautiful or thin, do you not like me? up?Not only wanting him to love his appearance, but also worrying that he only loves his appearance, Mrs. Wang would not think this way. He probably doesn't know the answer to the question of whether a man loves him or not, and he makes a fuss about it. Chicken feathers all over the place, can't make it through?
The stupid cat ran to the door of her room, and turned into a human form, with its hips crossed, looking at itself coldly.

Wang Xilou was stunned and asked, "What are you going to do with this cat?"

"I'm going to bring food for my little brothers."

"Then you go."

"Prepare a bag for cat food for me." She stretched out her hand, and she was arrogant.

Wang Xilou has a headache for Feng Wuli's cat.

Whose cat will go out to feed wild cats, and ask the owner to prepare cat food for her. It's really annoying. She wants to post on Moments to ask if anyone has a second-hand cat.

"You just take a plastic bag and put it in there."

"I want a beautiful bag." She still has requests.

Wearing slippers, Wang Xilou twisted his body to find her the beautiful bag she wanted, and Ye Ji followed closely behind.

Two beautiful girls squatted among a pile of sundries.

Aunt Wang has the habit of middle-aged and old women. She likes to collect plastic bags of all kinds. She piles them up and puts them away.

"how about this?"

"It doesn't look good!"

"Being a cat can't ask for so much... how about this one, isn't it beautiful?"

"I don't want it."

"It's almost there, I don't want to bother with you anymore, this is fine."

Ye Ji rolled her eyes and pointed to a small pink bag: "Let me take a look at that."

Wang Xilou brushed her hair behind her ears, and took it for her, "Then this one, you have picked out all the most precious bags I have here, I have to say, you have really good eyesight like a cat."

Just as Ye Ji wanted to change her mind, she nodded immediately after hearing what she said, "My vision is the best!"

It's actually just an ordinary plastic bag.

Wang Xilou stood up with a smile:

"Let's go, I'll pack some cat food for you, can you go out in human form? You haven't tried going out like this before, have you?"

The black cat was a little embarrassed, "But if I become a cat, I won't be able to hold things."

"Let me think..." Wang Xilou scratched his chin and looked at her thoughtfully.

When the wind came back on his bicycle in the afternoon.

A fox ran past chasing a cat.

The cat was still talking, in a flustered tone: "Wanwan, you made a foul, that's not how you play, you made a foul!"

The fox just chased her silently.

Although Wanwan was in a hurry, she still stopped in front of Feng Wuli sensibly, and said sweetly, "Master Feng Wuli, you are back."

"What are you two doing?"

"Master Yeji and I are playing police and catching thieves."

She stared at the direction Ye Ji ran away, and didn't even care about the wind playing with her tail unreasonably.

"Are you a policeman?"

"Yes." She hurriedly chased Ye Ji who had already run out.

Feng smiled unreasonably: "Are you playing so seriously?"

Wanwan said anxiously: "Master Yeji stole Wanwan's favorite snack."

"..." So they don't play fake games.

"Go after her."

Wanwan rushed out of the old street with a whoosh.

He saw Wang Xilou sitting in the yard, holding in his hands the tools he used to knit a sweater for Feng Wuli, and a red panda-style cat-mao dress.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Xilou looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued with his activities: "Make a bag for that stupid cat's clothes."

"Why make a bag?"

"She clamored to pack cat food to feed stray cats, your cat is sick."

Although she complained so much, Feng unreasonably guessed that she was the one who suggested making a bag for Ye Ji's clothes, and Wang Xilou was always a soft-hearted woman with a sharp mouth and a bean-curd heart.

"You haven't made me new clothes for a long time."

When Wang Xilou heard it, he immediately smiled like a flower, and asked, "Do you like to wear the clothes that Master made for you?"

"like."

She smiled even more happily.

"I thought you disliked Master, thinking that my craftsmanship is not as good as the ones you bought, and the ones you bought are beautiful."

"When did I say such a thing?"

Feng Wuli walked over to play with her. As soon as he untied the big dog-toothed hairpin, his head full of black hair immediately fell off his shawl, which attracted Wang Xilou's dissatisfied scolding for a long time.

"Who knows what the young master thinks."

Her tone was a bit resentful, the work in hand was coming to an end, and she said while sewing: "When you were in junior high school, you always quarreled with the master. I was a little afraid of you at that time, so I didn't dare to make new clothes for you. If you don't like it, I'll be sad."

Feng Wuli was a little embarrassed: "Well, it's the rebellious period, just give him a few more beatings."

Speaking of this, she became even more angry, "How can I beat you? You were tall and big at that time. If you didn't let Master, Master could take care of you? If you were young and angry, beat Master , I have no face in the world of practitioners."

Feng Wuli was still playing with her hair, pulling it from time to time so that she would cry out in pain, Wang Xilou would look at him angrily from the corner of the eye, but he didn't try to drive him away, like pampering a naughty child and letting him play.

"You're slandering me, I'm not willing to fight with you." He took out a hairpin from Youhuangli, and prepared to tie Wang Xilou's hair up.

The woman chuckled, and blamed her in a strange way: "Why don't you give up, some people are apprentices, and even dare to spank the master's ass."

Feng Wuli couldn't help but look down.

Obviously she was the one who suggested to let him be beaten, but Feng Wuli didn't dare to mention it again, after all, he was beaten just this morning, and he had already helped Wang Xilou put his hair up and fixed it on his head with a hairpin. back.

perfect.

Going around to the front, grabbing her shoulders, and under her perplexed eyes, he smacked her little face, and went upstairs to blow on the fan.

Wait until after six o'clock.

A courier sent a courier over.

Wang Xilou went to fetch it, and after opening it, he silently looked at the bunny girl clothes in his hand.

Feng Wuli was beaten again.

But after all, I bought it, and I can't just throw it away and not wear it, what a waste.

At night, Feng Wuli was still a feast for the eyes.

Master is awesome.

(End of this chapter)