not a monster

Chapter 284 Wang Xilou with a Cold
Halfway through the drive it started to rain.

Wang Xilou said, "I said it was going to rain, but luckily I brought an umbrella."

Feng Wuli's gaze always falls on her feet, he feels that Wang Xilou who wears this kind of shoes with exposed insteps is so gentle, different from the girls in school, especially feminine.

"Rain is good, rain is cool."

She complained: "It's not good at all, the laundry is not dry."

"You can buy a dryer and stand it up like a wardrobe."

"Is it expensive?" She was a little moved.

"It's only a few hundred yuan. I'll buy one when I go back tonight."

Wang Xilou nodded, decided to listen to him, and took out his mobile phone to play. Feng Wuli sat next to her and watched her play games.

It is obvious, sometimes she has to look at it for a long time, very seriously, occasionally frowning, Feng Wuli thinks it is cute.

"Here's a couple."

"Master has seen it a long time ago. It's not like this. It's to see if you can get the treasure."

But couldn't find anything else.

She still picked up the one Feng Wuli pointed out to her.

Very annoyed, she gave him a sideways glance.

At this time, she looked like a little girl again.

"arrive."

After getting off the car, it was the urban area, several squares were connected together, they got off the car on Yongle Street, Feng Wuli held an umbrella and ran to the other half to open the door for the little zombie, and took her by the hand to help her out.

Slanting wind and thin rain, pedestrians on the road hurried.

When she got out of the car, she even sneezed several times.

She has been sneezing this morning.

Feng Wuli looked at her with a strange face: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

"Master, how could it be..." Wang Xilou was not sure when he finished speaking. After all, he was in a mortal body for the time being, and when he was at his weakest, he really wasn't sure if he would catch a cold.

"Bah, bah, master is healthy."

"Come on, I'll take you there."

Feng Wuli has been here several times, and he is already familiar with the road. After entering the community, he went upstairs, and along the way told Wang Xilou how to recognize the way, and where is the outside world.

"Oh, tell Master this. When Master lived in this place, it was still a wasteland." She had a very amazing look on her face.

"Listen carefully, we will live here in the future, at least for decades."

"Oh." She pursed her lips, obediently listening to her apprentice.

They lived on the thirteenth floor, neither tall nor short.

"Now, I asked someone to install the tiles twice last time. I finished the ceiling and sealed the windows. After asking you several times, I told you to do whatever you want..." Feng scratched his head unreasonably.

"Yes!" Wang Xilou grinned, and walked around the room, touching here and looking there.

In fact, there is nothing to see, there is no furniture at all, and the decoration style of the house is not designed, just laying wires and floor tiles. Wang Xilou ran from one end to the other, and went upstairs and downstairs again after a while, just like a little girl.

"Are you going to live here from now on?" she asked.

"I'll just live here."

The balcony faces the street, and one can see the busy traffic below at a glance, the crowds gather and disperse like wind and sand, and the park in the distance is full of greenery. Wang Xilou always feels that the white and gray buildings spread to the end of the line of sight. It's unbelievable that it has developed like this.

"Don't make it sound like you're not human."

Wang Xilou was still leaning on the balcony and looking down: "Master has been a human being for more than ten years, but he has been a monster for more than 800 years."

"Are zombies considered monsters?"

"It's not human, is it?"

Feng Wuli nodded, "Come here, let's go upstairs and have a look."

There are four rooms upstairs, one master bedroom and three secondary rooms.

"In the future, if you are disobedient, Master will drive you to sleep in the study downstairs."

Feng Wuli gave her a supercilious look.

"This wall here can hold our wedding photos. When the time comes, take a big picture and hang it here. You can see it when you wake up!"

"That's too earthy..."

"To shut up!"

Feng Wuli lost the right to decorate his own room.

The other rooms are all prepared for the girls, and there is a study downstairs, which is probably enough to live in.

The master and apprentice excitedly discussed how to arrange it.

A sofa here, a TV there.

Feng Wuli said that he wanted to move a smart home.

Wang Xilou wants to do a set of embroidery, and will start work when he gets back.

"Okay, you can take a look at how other people decorate on the Internet recently, and let me know if you have any ideas, if not, I will follow my own ideas."

"Just do what you want."

"I'm afraid you don't like it."

"Master will definitely like it."

After returning at noon, it started to rain again.

In mid-May, there were less than three weeks left in the college entrance examination, but instead of the nervousness of the previous few months, he wanted to finish the exam quickly and be liberated. He wanted to do a few sets of reading comprehension, but Wang Xilou seemed to be ill .

In the afternoon, she was looking at the ceiling inexplicably.

The little apprentice ran to the pharmacy outside the old street to buy a thermometer and came back. He put away the umbrella and put it away casually, and his body was still wet.

"Does the thermometer work?"

"No." Aunt Wang honestly shook her head.

Feng Wuli took the thermometer and stretched it in from under her clothes. When he crossed the mountain, Master Master stared at him fiercely, and then coughed again.

"I clamped it with my hands, and I'll take it out after 10 minutes to have a look."

"It's so cold..."

Feng smiled unreasonably and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"My head is dizzy, I have no strength in my body, and I am so tired." She said pitifully.

"It should be influenza." He sighed: "Ordinary people just get sick and are so fragile. Who told you not to repair the second stage quickly?"

"Master didn't want to wait for you to finish the college entrance examination before taking the second stage. Who knew you would catch a cold."

He tucked her in the quilt, looked at the little zombie neatly sealed by the quilt, was very satisfied, pinched her face rebelliously with his fingers, and didn't care a bit about her yelling to be more respectful to the master.

"37.9, low fever, rest more and drink more hot water, it will be fine soon."

"Master wants to blow his nose..."

Feng Wuli felt that he was taking care of a child.

The little zombie really enjoys the feeling of being taken care of by his obedient apprentice. Sometimes he says he wants to drink water, and sometimes he wants to eat steamed stuffed buns, lying on the bed like a useless person.

After a while, she watched her apprentice go downstairs and brought up a cup of fruit tea.

She opened her mouth.

"No, I can't drink this for you. You can't drink ice when you have a cold and a fever."

After a while, he ran down again, came back with an ice cream, and sat next to her to eat.

"I can't give you this, the ice cream is so cold."

Wang Xilou just looked at him like this.

There were still traces of being drenched in the rain on this person, and it was obvious that he ran out to buy it.

"Want to eat?" He licked it and asked himself.

Wang Xilou nodded like a pounding garlic.

His eyes never left the ice cream in his hand.

"I'll give you food when I'm well."

"..."

(End of this chapter)