After a closer look, I discovered that a girl's feet can be so small. They are probably only as big as my own palm. They are small and tender, and are as cute as Ye Ji's little balls.
I don't know how the two feel compared to each other.
Maybe he knew that the duck he got had flown away, so Feng Wuli could think about a lot of things.
At the critical moment, he finally caught up and rushed back when the little girl stood on the railing, jumped unsteadily, and grabbed her ankles which were already in the air.
Feng Wuli breathed a sigh of relief.
Now one of the talking heads of the school, the unattainable dream of countless boys in their youth. At this time, it can be said that he is in a somewhat comical embarrassment. He is being carried like a roast duck hanging behind the glass window in a duck restaurant. Her feet were hanging in the air, and her nightgown, which had been soaked by the rain, had fallen to the top of her thighs under gravity. At this time, Feng Wuli's eyes inevitably glanced at an impolite place.
Watermelon pink with small white flowers.
Just wear it.
The hand holding the ankle exerted force, and the whole person was thrown up. One hand bent the leg, and the other hand caught the thin back, and the head was helplessly nestled in his arms.
His breathing was slow, his face was a little flushed, and he frowned from time to time. There were a few strands of hair on his face as white as spring snow, which was pitifully wet.
Director Yang's voice came from the earphones.
"Did you miss?"
"There was an accident... He is very strong."
"The people we brought tonight are all good players. When he comes out, we will take the people to chase him."
"Give it a try, can you stop me for half a minute? I can get there in half a minute!"
"No……"
Feng Wuli became energetic: "Have you caught him?"
"He got away, too fast to keep up."
"..."
Feng Wuli looked at the damaged corridor where the two giants fought, and sighed: "Please clean up your hands, the damage in the girls' dormitory is a bit too big."
These are all handled by professionals, and there will be no trace of any damage the next day. There are all kinds of talents, such as non-staff people like him, or people like Su Wanwan who cooperate with the company.
It's just that this thing in my arms is a bit troublesome.
He looked down and found a pair of beady eyes, staring at him blankly.
Jiang Nao was a little confused.
This posture, this angle, this warm and strong chest, it was raining outside, his whole body was soaked and sticky, this person's face... Jiang Nao felt like he had been hungover for three days and didn't understand the state at all, dream. Intertwined with reality, although it was a bit embarrassing, but it was clearly about to reach the last step just now, why did it suddenly change to standing in front of the dormitory door holding her in his arms? Next up is the outdoors? Even if it is an illogical dream of love, this is too much, right? Or is it that my subconscious is actually so wild...
The man blinked.
Then he lowered his head and looked at her with a gentle smile, and said, "Jiang Nao, it's a dream."
Her neck hurt.
His vision became darker and darker, and finally he bent his head and leaned into the other person's arms.
If it was a dream, it was so real.
This was the little girl's last thought.
A female staff member was found to help Jiang Nao change his clothes and put him back on the bed, while the logistics staff began a series of finishing work.
It’s not like the company’s Junsha couldn’t find a master who could deal with Wang Xilou’s shadow, but the time was too hurried and he couldn’t be transferred within half an hour.
It is said that Taoist priest Qingye also took action, but the shadow was very cunning, knowing who was the most difficult to deal with and finding the weakest point to break out.
It is still difficult to catch him at night.
The summer typhoon is like a wild beast, swallowing up all the truth.
The next day, the alarm clock rang for two seconds before being snuffed out.
In the girls' dormitory, Jiang Nao turned off her phone and opened the WeChat interface as a reflex. The first thing she thought about when she turned on her phone was whether the other party had replied to her message last night.
The moment she saw the red dot at the top of her WeChat account, her mood suddenly soared, and her chaotic mind began to spin rapidly.
Dog stuff: ok
Dog stuff: What’s the problem?
The message was sent just before two o'clock, and he actually stayed up so late.
As far as Jiang Nao knew, this guy usually followed the schedule of an elementary school student and would go to bed at ten o'clock at the latest.
Making trouble unreasonably: Morning
Making trouble unreasonably: Going to bed so late?
Making trouble unreasonably: I’ll ask you again after class.
Unreasonable trouble: [Cat Probe]
After sending a few messages, Jiang Nao immediately realized that something was not safe as soon as he put down his phone.
At the end of such a message, the guy will never reply to her again. In order to prevent the topic from being cut off, she needs some small strategies, such as ending with some question-like sentences, and it cannot be a general question answering yes or no. , you need to design an answer for the other party that continues the topic.
Jiang Nao, who has been working hard in this area for two years, already has experience.
Making trouble unreasonably: By the way, have you thought about my birthday gift?
Unreasonable trouble: [Cat is haunted]
Okay, perfect.
So there’s today’s topic.
Jiang Nao got up to wash up, then sat on the bed and suddenly froze for a moment.
Did you wear this nightgown last night?
And why does this mosquito net always feel different from before? The previous mosquito net must be older, right?
Hiss - why does my neck hurt?
While thinking about these things, some memories from last night began to emerge. A few locks of hair were blocked in front of my face so that I couldn't see her expression clearly. The pretty face of the little girl sitting on the bed was getting redder and redder. Her hands were nervously pinching the quilt, and her toes were curled up. He let go again, with a slightly panicked look on his face.
How could you have such a dream!
How shameless!
Taking a deep breath and finally vaguely recalling the madness last night, she got off the bed with a strange expression on her face.
Then she saw her roommate, Miyagi Mirai, who had the same strange expression on her face. She had a rosy look on her face.
"Naojiang, oh ha yo."
"morning."
They nodded to each other and said hello.
While I was brushing my teeth and washing my face, the other two roommates also got up.
The expressions on the four people's faces are a little subtle, with unspeakable recollections and a bit of confusion. They are thinking about some philosophies of life, mixed with self-reflection and examination.
The buckets banged against each other, and the tap water made the sound of flowing through the water pipes. Some people started washing their underwear early in the morning, and some went to the toilet. The four of them were silent without saying a word.
It's not just this dormitory.
Silence is today's girls' dormitory.
…
While having breakfast, Feng Wuli reported what happened last night to Wang Xilou.
Wang Xilou scratched his head and came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a bowl of noodles.
"Is that so? Is it a monster? The Shadow Swallowing Spirit Coil is very useful. I used this to escape from Zao Lord back then. It's normal that you can't catch it. You can challenge something with a lower difficulty level next time."
Zao Lord is the immortal who had a fight with Wang Xilou back then.
Feng Wuli was expressionless: "This is the only one I'm sure about."
She didn't even look at what kind of perverts those shadows of hers were. If he hadn't been holding the spirit coil - the bone jelly, he would have switched positions last night. The opponent was not afraid of her, but was afraid of the bone jelly in his hand.
"You can hold the bracelet for self-defense." Wang Xilou began to whisper.
"Okay." Feng Wuli agreed.
The fact is that if there was no corpse bone jelly, in the eyes of those shadows, he would be like Tang Monk Meat.
As for Wang Xilou, if that monster really comes back to trouble her, he will probably be beaten by a meat bun.
Even though she has no strength at all, she has no power to resist these shadows as long as they appear within a hundred meters of her. It's like the mouse in chess, no matter how weak it is, can still capture the elephant.
He played with Ye Ji for a while with the cat stick, until Ye Ji's head turned dizzy. Feng Wuli held her on his lap and stroked her. He told her that he couldn't take her to school today, but would give her to her when he came back tonight. She brought small dried fish and asked her to help look after the store.
Ye Ji turned into a long, straight, cold JK girl. She leaned on the sofa and hugged her chest, crossing her legs. She brushed the black hair around her ears, swallowed her saliva and sneered: "I will be seduced by dried fish." Are you there? Haha, how ridiculous!”
As he spoke, he swallowed again.
It must be possible, Feng Wuli smiled and rubbed her head.
"Please Xiaoye, please accompany Wang Xilou to check the store."
