The dreamy horse racing girl and the real me

"But we promised each other that we are partners, right?"

Tamamo Cross raised his head, and Wu Feng in front of him turned slightly sideways, looking at him with a little smile on his side.

It was just like the face I saw behind the tree.

I hate this expression the most.

Because this way I can't always calm down.

"Don't turn your head around, you're so ugly!"

"Okay, okay, my Miss Tamamo."

It didn't take long for Wu Feng to turn back.

Tamamo Shiji suddenly spoke.

"Today, when I was training alone, it suddenly occurred to me."

"If I hadn't chosen you at that time, then you wouldn't be so tired, and you wouldn't have to compete with me every day."

"It will be better for you to live leisurely every day."

"Did I do something wrong?"

This girl can be sentimental sometimes.

"Well, wrong."

Wu Feng's waist suddenly received a violent impact.

Well, with such a small waist, how could he be worthy of the changes Tamamo had brought to him?

The guy from before.

Get up, go to work, get off work, go to bed.

It's called a leisurely life.

The only purpose of survival is to make some money.

Everyone can talk, but everyone can't relate.

No ideas, no thinking about the future.

just live.

How freeing.

After Tamamo comes.

Noisy and busy all day long.

On a rare day off, open your eyes.

Tamamo looked at him with disgust and told him not to sleep in.

Xiaowan was cooking in the kitchen, and the aroma wafted to his nose.

Mi Yu sat next to him, reading a story from a picture book to himself.

Really, it’s a rare day off, but I can’t take a rest.

Then, after the holiday, I still had to go out to play, watch the mountains and sea with Tamamo, and play in the amusement park with Xiaowan.

I used to be a guy who never went out.

The old man would still cause trouble for him from time to time, forcing him to go to Okino to find a way to fish.

Everything seemed to be in trouble.

Therese College and myself seemed to be two different things no longer.

Really.

"Trouble, use your future to pay for it."

"As the price for messing up my future."

"Give me a hard time to win the game."

"Huh?" Tamamojishi raised his head.

Wu Feng is smiling, smiling happily.

"As for what my life has become for you?"

Wu Feng looked at the bowl in his hand.

Suddenly thought.

If.

One day I went home at night and cooked a bowl of noodles.

After eating, I found that there was no dish soap.

So I suddenly thought of using toothpaste to wash the dishes.

Then I think how nice it would be if I had friends.

It doesn't mean that with these guys, you don't have to wash the dishes.

It doesn't mean that with these guys, you don't have to eat noodles.

Instead, at this time I can run up to them excitedly and say:

"Guess what I just used to wash the dishes!"

Wu Feng looked at Tamamo Cross.

"do not know."

"guess?"

"It's not dish soap, is that?"

Tamamo looked at the things on the table.

"You use toothpaste to wash the dishes? Are they clean?"

"It can't be washed clean!"

Xiaowan, who had just set up the rice bath, came in and looked at the two living treasures and said.

"So, I have to wash it again later."

Xiaowan sighed after taking the bowl that Wu Feng had washed and looking at it.

There are two of them, how sloppy they are, no matter how they live!

"You two, get out of the kitchen! And, Wu Feng! Go buy me dish soap!"

"Ha, you deserve it, I let you waste toothpaste!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go right now."

Wu Feng opened the door and walked out.

"Shall I go out?"

"Safe journey!"

It seems that such a life is quite happy.

Chapter 77 I won’t give in! ([-]-in-[-])

I have stayed in Tokyo for a long time.

Wu Feng also understood that the weather in Tokyo was like that delicate and tea-filled younger sister.

After a while, a little brother called out.

A smile that was as bright as a flower for a while, turned around and turned into a flowery smile.

Even when you drink water, it will say "It's cool" to you.

The change of expression made one wonder whether the weather forecaster's judgment on the weather was based on tossing a coin twice to determine what the weather would be like tomorrow.

After all, the weather forecast I saw yesterday said the sun was shining brightly, so how could it turn out like this?

The dull air smelled of moisture.

Wu Feng got up from the bed.

Because I was too excited yesterday, I slept very late.

I also have two big dark circles under my eyes now.

I still remember that I said I would go to bed early, but I closed my eyes and lost 77 sheep. The more I lost, the more hungry I became.

Finally, I couldn’t help but go out to eat beef rice at six o’clock in the morning.

Then he said squint, squint.

Instead, he fell asleep all of a sudden.

Gee.

"What am I worried about?"

Wu Feng was shouted out by his brain's warning.

In his sleep, he imagined marrying a gentle, kind, lovely and beautiful girl and rich woman.

The rich woman is leaning on herself with 36D and is about to put on the ring.

Suddenly, a person shouted at the door!

"I disagree!"

Turning around to look, it was Super Xiaowan standing at the door of the church holding a spatula.

"This is my child, and I will never let anyone take care of it!"

After saying that, Super Little Bay made a regretful move, and the shovel flew over like a dragon.

The long-haired rich woman here is no ordinary girl. She holds flowers in her backhand and dances with Super Little Bay!

Just when I was still wondering what happened.

Suddenly a black figure appeared from behind and shot the two of them down with a backstab.

Looking back, it was Mi Yu holding a short sword.

Mi Yu turned around and wanted to say something, but suddenly a motorcycle fell from the sky.

A capable and handsome pony girl was sitting on a motorcycle, her eyes fixed on Wu Feng!

"Hmph! Wu Feng, Wu Feng, you didn't expect it!"

The one who came was none other than Tamamo Cross.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tamamo Cross' motorcycle flew over and ran over Wu Feng's face.

Mi Yu's knife also pierced his waist.

The rich woman and Xiaowan held their hands, and then split Wu Feng into pieces.

The photographer who looked particularly familiar in front of him laughed and said to himself, eggplant!

Wu Feng woke up all of a sudden.

At this moment, Wu Feng was holding his hands on the floor and scratching his head subconsciously.

My brain that had just woken up couldn't think of anything clearly.

Why the motorcycle feels so clear.

Because it was his cell phone that hit him in the face.

I want to go back and take a nap, but I feel like I will be torn apart if I go back, so I might as well get up here.

I brush my teeth and wash my face, but I always feel like something is missing.

It's like one day, when you were thinking about something while eating an apple, someone called you, and you suddenly forgot what you were thinking about.