not a monster

Chapter 299 Wang Xilou with Different Flavors
June 05, around 30:[-] in the morning.

The curtains in the hotel are good, completely opaque. Feng Wuidean is hoping to ask the hotel which curtains to buy when decorating the new house. It is raining heavily outside, and it will rain endlessly in June. Thinking of this, he thinks again The theme song "Rain in June" of "Legend of Sword and Fairy", a rain~ Trapped me here~ Your indifferent expression will make me sad~ Wang Xilou has been indifferent to him for several days, and he also I have been sad for several days, but "Legend of Sword and Fairy" is really good, I want to read it again when I go back.

After thinking a lot, Feng Wuli glanced at the woman sleeping peacefully next to him, and spent about ten minutes sorting out what happened last night.

It's different from the first time, when you wake up and find out the absurd things last night, or you've been 'washed', if in the past, there was no distinction between their master and apprentice, yours is yours. What's mine is yours, and after the change in their relationship, they don't distinguish between each other from the inside to the face.

Losing face in front of Wang Xilou is not a problem at all, Wang Xilou has lost all face with him, a mere little zombie, what face does he have, he is embarrassing all day long.

Besides, it was Wang Xilou who was tortured by himself last night.

He doesn't suffer.

"The little train is awake?" A cold female voice was beside her.

Under the quilt, Feng Wuli turned over and pressed on it, Wang Xilou had a look of disgust in his eyes, turned his head away, stretched out his hand to push his chin, Feng Wuli grabbed his wrist and clasped it on top.

He thought for a while and said, "The disgust in your eyes just now hurt me.

"Instinct, sorry."

"As punishment, forget everything that happened last night."

Wang Xilou looks like a woman from a good family being bullied by villains, but she is not panicked at all. Even if her hands are clasped and pressed on top of her head, even if a few strands of hair are messed up on her face, she just looks at this early morning calmly. An angry man: "What if you can't forget it."

The irrational look in this look is too familiar. Last year, he went back to 500 years ago and met that cold-faced Wang Xilou for the first time. It was like this. He spent a year melting it, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to see him again. At that time, he thought she was going to say 'don't follow me' with a cold face again, that was really silly.

Her appearance has not changed, but her eyes have a sense of distance. Feng Wurea doesn't like it, just like the song, "Your indifferent expression will make me sad", but he has a sullen personality, so he won't say it , No, that's not called Mensao, scholars' business, can that be called Mensao!
"If you can't forget it... If you can't forget it, spank your ass." His ass still hurts a little, and I really hate this bitch last night.

Facing the threat, Wang Xilou still looked at him calmly.

The indifferent expression on that face said you have to try if you have the guts.

Obviously he was suppressed by himself, but Feng Wuli lost his momentum for some reason, he stiffened his neck and refused to accept: "Why can you hit me and I can't hit you!"

She looked into his eyes indifferently.

It took a long time before he said coldly: "Let go, your arm is sore."

Feng Wuli was very uncomfortable, he didn't really want to admit defeat, and there were few of them these days, let alone lying in the same quilt now, just now he 'offended' Master again out of anger, but he wanted to say It's impossible for him not to complain or feel awkward to Wang Xilou in the past few days.

He doesn't want to let go.

In other words, he didn't want his relationship with Wang Xilou to be like looking at flowers in a fog, like a kite in the clouds, where the string in his hand went. It's fine when it's over, he doesn't think about it, he doesn't think about it for a few days, he doesn't think about it for a day, he stubbornly feels that he and Wang Xilou are the best in the world, and they are the best in the world every moment, the promise of childhood, has come to an end Now it has already produced a different kind of fruit.

He took a step back: "Kiss me once and let go."

After finishing speaking, he felt a little regretful. After all, Wang Xilou now has a world-weary face. How could he act like a couple with him? Even if this kind of intimacy was insignificant in the past, he was afraid that he would really quarrel with Wang Xilou. , he didn't want to quarrel with Wang Xilou, so he went to Su Xiaoxin to take him in, but if he took a step back, he would be too ugly.

That's a lot of money--

"Let go." Her tone didn't even fluctuate, her eyes were like a deep pool, Feng Wuli completely sank in her pool water, leaving only a string of bubbles bubbling up to the surface of the pool.

Forget it, in front of Wang Xilou, he was afraid of being ugly.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuli let out a haha, and let go of the hand that imprisoned her.

Feng Wuli was about to say something bad to make the scene less embarrassing, but just after he let go, Wang Xilou raised his hand and hooked him around the back of his neck.

She raised her graceful neck, raised her head slightly, and her black hair fell like a waterfall.

The woman touched his lips lightly, stayed for about two seconds, and then let go.

"Press my hand and kiss." Her tone was indifferent, and she said the most seductive words in the calmest tone.

Feng Wuli was still reminiscing about the touch just now, looking down at her face condescendingly, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he swallowed.

The woman said in a calm tone, "This won't work."

Feng Wuli was very embarrassed, it was early in the morning, could that be something he could control.

However, he turned over immediately.

In a good mood.

It's only 05:30, I was so tired yesterday, and I slept so late last night, it was still raining outside, and the wind yawned unreasonably, and went back to sleep.

The kind that sleeps with Master in his arms.

It feels the same as the usual Wang Xilou, but because of the look of disgust on her face... Feng Wuli likes it even more!
He asked, "You seem disgusted?"

Her tone was calm: "I have two voices in my mind now, one tells me to kick you away, and the other tells me to get closer to you."

"Then which voice do you hear?"

She gave him a blank look, and asked, "Can we get closer now?"

Feng Wuli bit the flesh on the inner wall of his mouth, and suddenly felt that he had been at odds with himself for the past few days.

His master, no matter what he has become, is still his Wang Xilou.

"One more kiss." He posted it.

Wang Xilou frowned, raised his hand to cover his face, and refused straight away: "Brush your teeth before kissing."

"You didn't brush your teeth just now."

"That's different."

"what's the difference."

She looked disgusted: "You must stick out your tongue."

Feng frowned unreasonably, and lay back.

The two whispered something.

No matter how indifferent Wang Xilou's tone was or how cold his face was, Feng Wuli seemed to be able to see through her eyes at the bottom of the deep pool of water, where a line of small characters was engraved, saying that Wang Xilou's harmony with Feng Wuli is the best in the world.

They speak very softly.

The sound of the rain outside is slow and fast.

In the end, only the sound of rain remained.

The breathing of the two people in the room intertwined.

(End of this chapter)