There is a time-traveling man

Chapter 5 Sharing the Bed Again
After hearing Wu Yu's story, Feng Nuonuo pulled him excitedly and said, "Really? Are you lying to me?"

Wu Yu smiled: "Have I ever lied to you?"

"Now, it's ours?"

"Yes, ours." Wu Yu seemed to appreciate this sentence very much.

With a strange cry, Feng Nuonuo climbed into the car, sat on the driver's seat, and beckoned Wu Yu to come up.

Wu Yu sat on the co-pilot, looked at Feng Nuonuo who was excited like a monkey and asked, "You know how to drive?"

"Nonsense! Sit tight, go!"

"Mercedes-Benz and Xiali are just different, 200 million things are easy to use!" Feng Nuonuo said to himself while driving the car, his eyes sparkled.

Wu Yu didn't look at the scenery outside the car, but just stared at Feng Nuonuo who was overexcited, with the corners of his mouth curled up from time to time.

"Crazy, what are you looking at me for?"

"You look like an excited monkey."

"go to hell."

"Wu Yu, you said you are a miracle doctor?"

"I don't dare to be a genius doctor, I just know how to cure some difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

"You were a doctor in Jinchao? That is, a doctor?"

"No, that person is my first patient."

"Then why do you treat people?"

"I'm just very interested in medical skills. I have a few friends who are imperial physicians."

"The more you listen, the more it sounds like you're bragging. How could you know the imperial physician, who specializes in treating the emperor's old children. I think you are probably a quack doctor.
Are you fooling people who are not sick into being sick? "

The corners of Wu Yu's mouth twitched when he heard the words "Emperor Laoer", and he finally controlled it, and said lightly, "Maybe."

"After we run out of money, you will go out and be a quack doctor."

"it is good……"

"Wu Yu, what did you do when you were working?"

Wu Yu thought for a while and replied, "Writing."

"Oh, so you are a scribe?"

"..."

"Is the salary of your scribe high?"

"I am not a scribe."

Feng Nuonuo knocked Wu Yu on the head: "There is no distinction between high and low professions. Do you think it's shameful to be a copyist?"

"No." Wronged.

"Then why don't you admit it?"

"I'm not... Whoops, I am, I am..."

When the two returned home, the sky was overcast.The weather forecast says there will be thunderstorms tonight and tomorrow.

Today, Feng Nuonuo was in such a good mood that he decided to cook for Wu Yu himself to comfort him.So she rattled around in the kitchen, but Wu Yu was busier than her.

"Wu Yu, pass me the potato."

"Wu Yu, find me a plate."

"Wu Yu, this is good."

"Wu Yu, stay away from me, don't get in the way."

"Wu Yu, come here, you have to help me."

"Wu Yu, hurry up."

"Wu Yu,..."

The four dishes and one soup were finally ready, and Wu Yu fell on the sofa weakly, wiping off his sweat.

Feng Nuonuo was a little dissatisfied: "I am the one who cooks, you work harder than me?"

"Where, you worked the hardest."

These words put Feng Nuonuo in a good mood: "Come and eat!"

Wu Yu took a slice of cucumber, tasted it in his mouth, and said, "It's much more delicious than I imagined."

"That is, one has to learn to take care of oneself after so many years." Feng Nuonuo replied casually.

Wu Yu put a piece of meat into her bowl and asked, "Have you been alone all this time?"

"Nonsense, I was an orphan for 17 years."

Wu Yu was a little moved, and said with a light sigh: "It will be very hard to live alone these years, right?"

"It's not bad, it's just that I used to be a little hungry and beat me occasionally."

Wu Yu glanced at her, with some heartache in his eyes, and said lightly: "It won't happen in the future."

Feng Nuonuo buried her head in her meal and said without raising her head, "Nonsense, who dares to bully me now?" Then she raised her head and saw Wu Yu staring at her in a daze, so she tapped his head with the back of her chopsticks, "Fool, why don't you eat? You don't think it tastes good?"

"No, it's delicious, even better than those made by the imperial kitchen."

"Have you ever eaten something made by the Imperial Dining Room?"

"I've eaten a few times."

"Blow it, you can, a scribe can still eat food from the imperial dining room? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"..."

In the middle of the night, due to unbearable thirst, Wu Yu went out to drink water.Thinking of Feng Nuonuo worrying about wasting food during dinner and forcing him to eat a lot, Wu Yu smiled helplessly.

A cool breeze blows from the window, sweeping away the dullness of the day.then.A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and then there was a rumble outside

Lei, like the roar of a wild beast, is frightening.

It is going to rain.

Standing in front of the window, Wu Yu watched the wind and rain outside, and murmured, "When will I be able to go back!"

At this time, he seemed to hear a small cry.Wu Yu collected himself and listened again, there was indeed crying.This cry is hidden in the rumbling
Among the thunder, ordinary people cannot hear it.Of course, Wu Yu is not an ordinary person.

That crying sound seemed to be full of grievances and panic, and wept in a low voice.Wu Yu listened carefully again, and finally confirmed that the crying came from Feng Nuonuo's room.

So he knocked on Feng Nuonuo's door: "Feng Nuonuo? Is that you? Are you all right?"

No one answered him, and the crying continued.

"Fon Nuonuo?"

He simply pushed the door open, but the door was unlocked. Feng Nuonuo was really relieved of him, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

The person on the bed was shaking under the quilt, sobbing softly, and talking to himself.Wu Yu was a little surprised, he walked over and pulled Feng Nuonuo's quilt away and said, "It's a hot day, are you cold?"

At this moment, Feng Nuonuo was sweating profusely, with his eyes closed tightly, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, as if he hadn't noticed Wu Yu's arrival.

Wu Yu sighed softly, leaned on the bed and took Feng Nuonuo into his arms and said softly, "What are you afraid of?"

Feng Nuonuo was still not conscious, she grabbed Wu Yu, and suddenly burst into tears with a "wow".

Wu Yu patted her on the head and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Wu Yu is here."

Feng Nuonuo ignored him and continued to cry, sobbing while crying, "No...don't go..."

He softened his heart: "Okay, don't go."

"Mother……"

Wu Yu hugged him dumbfounded, so he still has the potential to be a mother?
At this time, the thunder was still loud outside, and Wu Yu found that whenever the thunder sounded, Feng Nuonuo shrank into his arms and trembled even more.

Wu Yu hugged her tightly, thinking, what made her so afraid of Lei?

"It's obviously a little white rabbit, but I want to pretend to be a tigress." Wu Yu said with a frown, wiping away the tears from the corners of Feng Nuonuo's eyes.

the next day.

"Ah—" The familiar soprano voice sounded.

Wu Yu shivered and was woken up.He just opened his sleepy eyes when someone suddenly picked up the collar of his pajamas, and Feng Nuonuo pulled

Looking at Wu Yu, he said viciously, "Why are you here?"

Wu Yu broke away her hand, rubbed her eyes and said, "Why can't I be here?"

"A pervert! This is my bed!"

"Oh."

Now Feng Nuonuo was dissatisfied: "Oh? Don't you think you should explain something?"

Wu Yu looked at her with a smile: "Do you need it? Well, I'm a pervert. Is this a good reason?"

"You..." Feng Nuonuo became anxious, and punched him in the face.

Wu Yu grabbed her fist, dodged the attack, and said, "Can't you be more gentle, like a girl? It's like last night... Oops, stop hitting, I didn't mean that... ..."

Feng Nuonuo didn't listen to his explanation, so he threw the pillow at his head. Wu Yu pulled the pillow and was about to speak, but only saw Feng Nuonuo

She rushed over all of a sudden, pressed on him, pinched his neck with both hands, and kept yelling "pervert".Wu Yu saw that if he didn't resist, he was really going to die, so he flipped over lightly, turned against the guest, and pinned Feng Nuonuo on the bed.He pressed her arm with one hand, cut her legs with both legs to prevent her from moving, and said with a straight face: "If you call me a pervert again, I will really be a pervert."
you see. "

Feng Nuonuo was stunned by her appearance, then burst into tears with a "wow", and said aggrievedly, "Get out! Pervert... bastard!"

But Wu Yu let out a "puchi" laugh, let go of her, sat on the side and said, "I thought you were so courageous, but you can't help being scared."

Hearing what he said, Feng Nuonuo cried even harder and ignored him.

"Hey," Wu Yu finally started to feel guilty, "If I really did something to you, wouldn't you know?"

keep crying.

"I'm sorry." Wu Yu lowered his eyes and said seriously.

keep crying.

"How can I forgive me?"

"Cook meals for a week."

"what?"

She cried even harder.

"Okay, okay," Wu Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "I admit it."

Feng Nuonuo finally broke through his tears and smiled, Xiao Mian, fight with me?

So, women's tears, ah ah ah ah...

So Wu Yu cooks for Feng Nuonuo.

Of course Feng Nuonuo knew that men in ancient times generally didn’t cook unless he was a professional cook, but Wu Yu was not, so of course Wu Yu

Won't.She wanted to see Wu Yu make a fool of herself, and teach the pervert a lesson, so she lay leisurely on the sofa and watched TV, waiting for his masterpiece.

Then, after the dishes were served, Feng Nuonuo was dumbfounded.

"can you cook?"

"Today for the first time."

"Nonsense, these dishes are so delicious, you used to be a chef, right?"

With a wry smile: "Didn't you say that I am a scribe... I learned all this from you."

Feng Nuonuo took a closer look, and it was true that everything he made was what she had done before, and Wu Yu was watching, will it be all right?it made her
Somewhat frustrated, my mother has been cooking for nearly ten years to make this kind of rice. You taste better than me the first time you cook it?Is this kid a genius cook?
"Wu Yu." Feng Nuonuo ate his food and called him.

"kindness?"

"You are a genius?"

"Compared to you, it's barely considered."

"Great, I'm going to buy a cookbook."

"..."

"Wu Yu."

"kindness?"

"Why did you come to my room?"

"Are you afraid of thunder?"

"none of your business?"

Feng Nuonuo ignored the matter.

In the evening, Feng Nuonuo held the newly bought recipe collection, pointed to one of the pictures and said, "Wu Yu, let's eat crystal grapes tonight."

"Okay, you can do it... Oops, I'll go, I'll go..."

Wu Yu frowned watching what Crystal Grape did.This method is not difficult, but it is cumbersome, and every grape must be peeled.It was always someone else who peeled the grapes and brought them to him, but he never peeled the grapes.After coming to this era, he really started to peel fruit by himself, and he has never eaten grapes.

So Wu Yu was busy in the kitchen for a long time, Feng Nuonuo couldn't bear it anymore, and went in to see him.

"What are you doing?"

"Peeling."

Feng Nuonuo looked at the messy grapes, but nothing happened.She never pays much attention to food, she puts the grapes in her mouth and spits out the skins

He came out, so he picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, and said while eating: "You don't have to be so dedicated, it's almost done." After speaking, he spit out the skin and wanted to take it again.

Wu Yu stopped her: "Dirty."

"It's okay, strengthen your immunity."

"No."

"Then we won't eat crystal grapes, what a bother."

"No." Continue peeling without looking up.

"Hey."

"Go out and wait for me."

"..."

Feng Nuonuo finally discovered the gap between people.If Wu Yu does one thing, he will keep doing it if he does not succeed, such as peeling grapes.She remembered the game on her computer, Go Kart, which she has been playing for two years, and her skills are still so bad.Wu Yu has been playing for less than a week, and he is already a master.In addition to the reason that she is stupid, the more important thing is that Wu Yu would study it almost every night in the past few days, and then sum up her experience.Gradually, she realized that this quality of his was really awe-inspiring. If he was born in modern times, he might be able to do something great.

In the evening, Feng Nuonuo received an email.The email sent her good mood tumbling.

(End of this chapter)