not a monster

Chapter 362
It doesn't really matter whether the shop is prosperous or not. This location is really good. There is a compromise between lively and clean. There is a lot of traffic, but it is not noisy.

Now at night, there are still many shops open nearby, because there are no restaurants on this street, and people here are quieter than the main street outside at night, and outside cars can't drive in.

And there are many art shops, bookstores, cat cafes, and the Big Four Bacchus, attracting many young couples, college students, and young people in general.

There is also a small yard around the entrance of Qing Bar, with a pile of tables and chairs, and there are singers singing there.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Xilou asked, seeing that he was not leaving.

Feng Wuidean thought about it, and said, "I'm thinking about setting up a shop for you."

Wang Xilou craned his neck to look forward and backward, and read the atmosphere of this street, with a look on his face that he might have lost his mind because of studying: "Do you think Master sells incense candles here?"

Po Nu also said: "I don't think so either. Don't talk about incense and candle shops here, the pig's trotter rice will go bankrupt here."

The sense of disobedience is too strong, this street is full of literature and art, and the people gathered are college students, couples, and young people. How can your incense and candle shop survive in this kind of place?

"Opening a bookstore or a flower shop is about the same," Wang Xilou said.

To be honest, she also thought about changing careers. The incense candle business is not easy to do in such a remote place as the old street, let alone here, even if it is not this street, in the center of a first-tier city like Junsha, it is impossible for incense candle shops to open. go down.

"Flowers are fine, so are incense and candle shops. Why do you care if you can make money? I don't expect you to make any money..."

Wang Xilou was not happy: "What do you mean? It's not that Master worked hard to make money, who provided delicious food and drink for you to study and grow up to now?!"

"When you say making money, do you mean that you run out of money from time to time, and then wrap yourself up tightly, pull your teeth and run to sell them?"

Feng Wuli thought that she would become angry from embarrassment, which would happen every time she lost face in front of her apprentice, or was exposed by her apprentice, but she didn't expect that she would develop a new way to deal with it now.

I saw her confused face: "Is there such a thing?"

Brand new solution.

"Let's write down the number. You can think about it again. You should find something to make you worry about, or you won't be happy staying at home all day long. This place is also good. It's close to home. Just walk down the stairs and walk two streets away." , the environment is also good, not too deserted, and not noisy."

Feng Wuli took a photo.

Sleeping in the first night in a new house.

Wang Xilou is making the bed.

Feng Wuli admired her making the bed from behind.

Seeing Wang Xilou doing housework inexplicably made him relax, as if he didn't have to think about anything.

She also had to put in the quilt cover and make the mattress. Wang Xilou babbled non-stop throughout the whole process, but his hands moved neatly. He knelt on the bed and kept tidying up, grabbing the two corners of the quilt with both hands, and swinging the whole quilt. up in the air.

Swing, swing!
Instantly leveled.

Because he was kneeling on the side of the bed, the soles of his two white and lovely feet were facing him, pressing under his buttocks, which made people want to scratch him.

"I can't cook, I can't do housework, I don't even know how to make a bed. Fortunately, you don't have a room, otherwise the master will have to make your bed when the time comes to see if your classmates don't laugh at you."

"Why make my bed, why don't you sleep here later? This is my bed, you go out after making it?"

Wang Xilou stopped what he was doing, turned his head and frowned at him: "Did I give you face?"

"Sorry, you continue..."

She gave him a threatening look and continued to make the bed.

"I used to do housework, but you didn't let me do everything."

She frowned: "That is, that was when you were a child!"

"I was a treasure when I was young, but when I grow up, I scold you all day long."

"Come on!" She turned and glared at him.

Feng Wuli lay down on the bed, pressed the large font on the quilt, and asked, "Wang Xilou, what kind of wedding do you like?"

Wang Xilou's heart skipped a beat, "Say, what are you talking about?"

"Seeing how flustered you are..." Feng Wuli found it funny: "Just chatting casually, don't you have any fantasies about the future?"

"Master only knows to live in the moment." She pulled the quilt, and the quilt was crushed tightly.

"Get up, the bedspread isn't made yet!"

"But I thought about it."

"Thinking about what?"

"Thinking about life in the future, but I find it seems that after thinking about it, there will be no change. The days are really endless."

"What? Are you starting to dislike Master?"

"What are you talking about..." He turned over, pulled Wang Xilou down who was kneeling, and then turned over and pressed her on top of her. His long black hair was like a flower spreading out on the bed, and there was a girl he liked on the flower. s face.

"Tomorrow I want to eat fried chicken with ginger."

Wang Xilou gave him a blank look, and gently patted his waist to let him get up, feeling very helpless: "I know, I know, I know how to order Master, I don't understand how to accept such a traitor like you."

Feng Wuli didn't get up, she looked at the person on top of her, how could she not know what this young man was thinking, turned her face away, and said: "Don't fix it, make the bed first, the mosquito net hasn't been hung yet."

"I'll help you lay it together."

The two were very efficient, each holding one head, and simply tidyed up the room. There is also a separate bathroom in the master bedroom, where washing and brushing teeth are all in the room.

Half an hour later, the lights were turned off, and the two lay flat on the new bed. On the first night in the new house, they couldn't fall asleep.

Feng Wuli said: "This house is signed in my name."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Under the quilt, Wang Xilou stretched out a leg and pressed on him.

"No, it feels quite amazing..." Feng Wuli grabbed her demonic legs, pinched her calf and played with her feet, thought for a while and said, "If we are really going to get married by then..."

"What is if?"

"...that's not the point."

"Oh, if, if we get married in the future, that's fine, you continue to talk."

"...There is no if."

Wang Xilou neither expressed dissatisfaction nor satisfaction. He turned his head outside the quilt to look at him. After adapting to the dark environment, Feng Wuli could clearly see her soft and gentle face.

"At that time, it will be written in a household registration book. I will still be the head of the household, and then you will be on the next page. The name on the second page will be Wang Xilou, and the relationship with the head of the household will be written as husband and wife..."

"Isn't it okay to write about master and apprentice?" She interrupted again.

"... Go to sleep, I have nothing to say to you."

But Wang Xilou laughed happily, and leaned forward to tease him, both of them couldn't sleep, they were arguing and wanting to play poker, but Wang Xilou rejected him, young people know the taste, but they can't indulge in it.

This matter was rejected, no matter how thick-skinned Feng Wuli was, he was a little embarrassed, after all, he was still a young boy.

Master Master was at the side to comfort him.

"Your practice is still in its infancy, frequent intercourse is not conducive to your future practice, can you bear with it?" Her voice was really gentle and gentle, and Feng Wuli really wanted to promise her anything after hearing it, so there was no way to refuse.

She touched the tip of Feng Wuli's nose, and smiled: "Master Yangshen is with you now, although Zhaozai Yongjie is in your body, but your cultivation level is not enough and you can't rely on Zhaozai Yongjie to live forever. If you die, Master can only went with you."

"You did it on purpose."

"Master did it on purpose, what can you do?" She was like a quirky little girl.

"No, it's just a little uncomfortable."

Wang Xilou didn't speak, just leaned forward, closed his eyes and kissed the boy's lips, and let go after a few breaths. The two quietly looked at each other's eyes for a long time, and then looked at each other's nose, lips, Forehead, looking at everything about the other party, as if you can see flowers.

"Good night, my lord." Wang Xilou coaxed him softly.

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