Feng Wuli's face was a little hot at first.
This morning was beautiful but chaotic. He should be somewhere thinking about life, life, the meaning of living, or he should be hugging the little zombie and saying sweet words.
But now I am standing here.
He was already standing here before he had time to reflect, feel guilty, and look forward to it, but the image of the little zombie wiping his white hands clean with a paper towel still lingered in his mind, and he could not get rid of that image throughout the morning. The crumpled tissue became a mess, and even the emotions became fragmented.
He didn't realize it until he heard the sound of water flowing and the conversation between Wang Xilou and the little fox.
They just did something bad.
As if aware of his gaze, the little zombie turned around and scratched him, and he immediately shut up.
Prepare to go back to your room to pack your schoolbag and go back to school.
"Wang Xilou, you have become taller again."
"Ha, in the eyes of you monsters, am I just getting taller or shorter?"
"No, you felt weird the past two days."
"What's wrong?"
"What's so strange... For example, Master Feng Wuli went to school the day before yesterday. You cried and made trouble and wanted to find him. No matter how hard Po Nu pulled you, you refused. You were crying so hard. You also had to follow Master Feng Wuli wherever he went. , has been clamoring for Mr. Feng Wuli to hug me."
"……say no more."
Feng Wuli and Xiao Xilou have been sleeping in Wang Xilou's room these days, and his room is for Po Nu and Ye Ji to sleep in. Of course Po Nu spends more time in his shadow, but he went back to sleep last night. of.
When Po Nu and Ye Ji also came out, Ye Ji turned out to be in human form. The two of them had been complaining that the other party was moving around last night.
Feng Wuli could probably tell from the conversation between the two that it was too cold last night, Po Nu and Ye Ji slept together, and neither of them was an honest master.
"Ponu, you'd better send Wanwan to school."
"Why, didn't Wang Xilou change back?" Po Nu blinked.
"The weather is cold, and it takes a lot of spiritual energy for her to drive out. I'm sorry to bother you."
Po Nu obediently agreed, and Ye Ji turned into a kitten, yawned silently, jumped up to the balcony to bask in the sun, and looked at the passersby below, her tail wagging in the air, her eyes bright.
After brushing her teeth, Wanwan went back to the room and got a bottle of Wangzai milk. She put the straw in and drank it with squinted eyes. She looked like she was enjoying herself, like a judge in a music variety show who met a contestant she liked and started to show off her acting skills. Her tail was raised behind her. cocked, and the ears stood up high.
Then he narrowed his mouth again and wagged his tail happily.
Got a scratch on the tail while walking past someone.
Wanwan became very angry while holding Wangzai Milk. When she saw that it was Feng Wuli, she looked like a victim and put her tail in front of her aggrievedly, holding her tail to prevent it from swaying and not letting it move. Feng Wuli grabbed it and played with it.
Feng Wuli looked at a few people and went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back.
Behind him, two Wang Xilou were arguing.
"Why do you keep washing your hands?"
"I advise you not to ask."
"Did you hold it in your hand?"
Wang Xilou turned to look at her, and Po Nu looked back with an innocent expression.
The two of them seemed to be looking at each other in the mirror, but one was wearing slightly cool clothes, while the other was wearing bloated clothes, and even his neck was almost invisible.
"Can you please stop saying such disgusting things with my face."
"...dressed like rice dumplings."
Po Nu didn't wear any shoes and the bathroom floor was a bit wet. In order to prevent her feet from getting too dirty, she walked in on tiptoes and hugged Wang Xilou from behind. It felt like she was hugging a bear that had stored up fat for the winter. It was soft and soft when she hugged her. Comfortable.
Because Wang Xilou had difficulty moving, he struggled a little: "Don't hug me... Wanwan, go and change clothes quickly, get ready to go."
"Okay, Wanwan will go right away."
"Let me send Wanwan away, you are so afraid of the cold."
"Hey, don't hold me. I'm so heavy in clothes, but you're still holding me."
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Hee, here comes the frozen tangerine! "
"Hiss! Take your hands out quickly! The ice is dead!" The little zombie's voice was particularly anxious.
The cat on the balcony meowed, and the boy riding a bicycle downstairs looked up.
The light fog in the morning dispersed, and there were garlic seedlings, onions, and evergreens planted on the balcony. Half of the rose plants climbing on the railings were withered.
There were several people's clothes hanging on it. The boy's clothes were getting bigger and bigger, and the clothes hanging on it were getting bigger and bigger, but Wang Xilou's clothes had not changed.
She wore a small light blue uniform in kindergarten and a red scarf in elementary school. The junior high school uniform was already bigger than Wang Xilou’s clothes. The high school jersey could be worn as a skirt for Wang Xilou, and next to her was her oil-stained apron. Old-fashioned coats, rag-like white vests, and old ladies' pants and underwear that don't remind anyone of young girls at all.
It was like this twelve years ago, and it is still like this twelve years later.
Feng Wuli was not sure whether there would be suits among the clothes hanging there in the future, but what was certain was that the tacky, ugly, old clothes of the woman next to the suits would still remain unchanged.
Under the cold sunshine, the black cat's fur is gilded with gold. Listen carefully to the living room behind the kitten. It sounds like someone is quarreling with himself. It's very lively.
Feng Wuli looked at the black cat on the balcony and smiled.
The granddaughter of a family named Zhao in the old street saw him and was just about to say hello when she saw the young man talking to the balcony from a distance, smiling and not knowing what to say. The wind was too loud and she couldn't hear clearly.
Zhao Zhen raised her head in confusion and was blinded by the bright golden morning sun. She raised her head to block it. After her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, she saw the cat on the balcony and snickered in her heart.
Brother Li is talking to his cat again.
When Po Nu and Wanwan also went out, Wang Xilou brushed his teeth and washed his face. He felt that it was still not warm enough, so he went back to the room and added a few more pieces. Finally, he put on a long down jacket with a hood, and also wore ugly ones on his hands. Cotton fingerless gloves.
After putting on the hat and bloated clothes, her delicate face looked extremely small, like those Eskimos on TV.
"I put the quilt in wrong. This quilt is too hard and not warm at all. Didn't I say I bought a new quilt when autumn came?"
The fat zombie entered Feng Wuli's room, sighed helplessly, and began to change a new set of quilts for his bed.
"Hey, why is the chain of this quilt cover broken? How did this person fit into the quilt?"
Wang Xilou felt a little distressed.
She has not done any housework in the past few days. The house is in a mess, and the stupid cat's cat's bed has not been washed for a long time. It will be colder in the next few days, and she will not want to move even more.
Yeji stood on the balcony and watched Wang Xilou, who became especially fat every winter, busy going up and down.
After watching for a while, she jumped down and followed Wang Xilou.
"Why are you following me?" Wang Xilou looked down at her.
"I want a dress."
"What do you want clothes for?" Wang Xilou's face was full of astonishment. He didn't know what kind of monster this little guy was trying to do.
She had a look on her face: "I was in the park the day before yesterday and saw other cats wearing clothes. They."
"You're not a cat."
"You are not!"
"Of course I'm not." Wang Xilou said cheerfully.
Ye Ji was extremely angry, bared her teeth, and then rolled around, or rushed over to hold Wang Xilou's ankles, insisting that Wang Xilou buy her some clothes, and kept attacking with loud noises.
"Go a little further, I'll mop this side first."
Ye Ji climbed up, walked to the side gracefully, and then started rolling again.
The temperatureless light poured in from the balcony. When Ye Ji got tired from rolling, she took a rest and rolled on the ground.
Wang Xilou finished mopping the floor, washed the mop and took it back to the balcony. She stood on the balcony for a while, the morning breeze blowing hard on her face. There were few people on the street now in season, and there were still hard-working college students braving the cold wind. Back to school.
Sitting comfortably on the sofa, she looked like a little bear because she was too thickly dressed. She looked at the clean and tidy house and felt comfortable.
Yeji came to her feet, ready to continue rolling.
"Let's go buy some clothes for you."
Black Cat looked up at her.
Sure enough, I still surrendered to me.
"I want pretty little clothes."
"I don't know if there is a pet shop nearby."
"We know it!"
"I'm going to buy a new quilt cover by the way."
Wang Xilou put on his shoes, stood up and went downstairs with his pocket in his pocket. A black cat followed closely behind him.
"I forgot to take the mask." Wang Xilou turned back again, took out a mask and put it on.
After weighing the pros and cons, since Po Nu did not plan to take on another identity, the identity of Wang Xilou was shared by the two of them. It was inconvenient for her to go out so blatantly to avoid being seen by acquaintances when Po Nu had just left home.
The door of the incense shop is closed.
"It's so cold outside." Wang Xilou's clothes were so thick that they were broken.
Ye Ji walked in front, looking back at Wang Xilou from time to time, signaling her to follow quickly.
People on the roadside were amazed when they saw such an intelligent little cat.
One person and one cat have clear goals. One wants to buy cat clothes, and the other wants to buy quilt covers.
Then soon at the farmer's market, I suddenly discovered that today was a street market, which was much busier than usual.
One person and one cat frequently stopped in front of roadside stalls that recycle old banknotes, open clams to extract pearls, sell plastic basins, and sell soy milk machines with great fanfare.
Those people were all eloquent. In the past, every time Wang Xilou finished shopping, she couldn't help but stand aside and listen to them for a while. Moreover, she always listened very carefully and examined these marketing methods with eight hundred years of wisdom.
There were also many people gathered under the shed selling soymilk machines, all of them middle-aged aunts.
She hugged her arms, waiting for something.
Finally, it’s time for the tasting session.
The little zombie squeezed over, took a paper cup, and said loudly and shamelessly: "Let me see if it's what you said."
How fresh, it seems like I really want to buy a soy milk machine.
The middle-aged boss glanced at the girl who was wearing a particularly bulky dress and wearing a mask, but she still looked very young. People of this age were generally not their customers, but he still poured her a drink.
Wang Xilou took a glass, took off his mask, took a sip and nodded.
Drink while walking.
"Hurry up and give us a break."
The black cat next to me meowed, with its tail raised high.
There used to be those where you could listen to lectures at the top, and the lectures by aunties and uncles below were filled with people. After the lecture, they would give out two eggs or some gifts.
Wang Xilou would go to every show, but unfortunately he hasn’t in recent years.
She touched the pocket of her down jacket. There was not much money in it, and she felt the wind was getting colder.
In autumn and winter, the sky gets dark quickly and is monotonous. There will be no beautiful clouds, only the endless wind and the dark sky.
Making hot pot tonight, Feng Wuli had already started cooking when he got home.
It’s cold, so I won’t eat in the yard.
As soon as I went upstairs and closed the door, the cold wind outside disappeared.
The lights in the house were warm and bright, and white smoke was rising from the pot in the living room. There was no wind in the room, so the white smoke went straight up. The TV was on, but no one was watching it.
Po Nu came over to help him take off his schoolbag: "It's so cold outside, it must be very cold when you ride back all the way. Look at your hands... Hey, your hands are still so warm."
Po Nu frowned. She couldn't even use the words she had thought of. She even wanted to cover his hands and warm them.
"Why are your hands so cold?"
Feng Wuli squeezed Po Nu's little hand and rubbed it. When he found that it was still cold, he grabbed her hand and put it to his mouth, breathing a sigh of relief.
Then he grabbed her hands and rubbed them, covering her to keep her warm, and asked with a smile: "Is it warm at all?"
Po Nu always looked at him blankly.
"Do you feel warmer?" he asked again.
"Ah? Yes, warm
It's warm. "
Po Nu didn't dare to look into his eyes, and his face turned slightly red.
"Why is your face so red?"
Po Nu turned his head away.
After leaving, he looked back, gritted his teeth, stood on tiptoes and kissed Feng Wuli with his eyes closed, then turned into a black shadow and returned to his feet.
Feng Wuli found out that Po Nu also inherited Wang Xilou's high attack and low defense.
Is this shy?
Wang Xilou helped him today, and she was still in Makabaka.
"You two over there, come and start dinner!" Wang Xilou, who was dividing the bowls and chopsticks in the living room, shouted. Seeing that Po Nu was missing, he asked doubtfully, "Where is she?"
"Back to the shadows."
"Forget it, leave her alone, she's neurotic all day long."
While eating, the little zombie took off her clothes one by one, leaving only a black close-fitting sweater, which perfectly outlined her curves.
After dinner, she prepared to put them on again.
After washing the dishes, Wanwan went back to her room to do her homework.
Feng Wuli sat on the sofa with his phone screen sideways, chatting with his classmates while looking at her. The clothes she took off and put on the sofa were piled up in a small mountain. She couldn't help but said, "You don't have to wear so much, right?"
"Save some spiritual energy."
The little zombie sat cross-legged on the sofa, picked up a piece of clothing to put on his head, and wore cute plush socks on his feet.
"Would you like to go for a walk?"
"It's freezing cold. The wind is blowing from the northwest. It's so cold everywhere. Where can I go?"
When she said this, she had a bit of a girl's squeamishness. It was very light. Maybe she didn't notice it herself, but it was there. Moreover, her words seemed to be reluctant, but in fact, she was more like waiting for Feng Wuli to answer where she was going. Take a walk.
She never refuses any request from her little apprentice.
But the man said, "That's right."
He was just looking for something to say, and didn't hear the little zombie at all.
"..." Wang Xilou was a little helpless.
Why do I like this elm knot? Forget it, I raised him like this.
She put on her clothes and became very bloated again. She looked at Feng Wuli who was watching TV intently next to her. She grabbed his arm and pressed him down on the sofa with her weight.
"Master, has he become very heavy now? Hey, can't he get up?"
She smiled condescendingly. She wore more clothes and looked very strong. She also wore a down hood on her head, and her hair hung down from both sides, carrying the unique smell of a little zombie.
When she smiled, Feng Wuli couldn't help but laugh. How could this person be so childish at such an old age?
"Get up and drive, I'm watching TV."
"Okay, is this your attitude when talking to Master?"
"Stop being childish."
"Okay, how dare you call Master childish!"
The little zombie's eyes narrowed: "Today I am going to revive my master, tell me that I have realized my mistake, please spare me!"
"What if I don't tell you?"
"Don't tell me? If you don't tell me, Master has been oppressing you like this all night. Tell me now."
Suddenly, the little zombie felt that the person under him was exerting strength silently.
It was obvious that she had suppressed the opponent's strength, and the little apprentice would not be able to get up no matter how strong he was, but she still vaguely sensed that it was difficult to suppress him.
Why has he become so strong?
A trace of panic flashed through Wang Xilou's heart.
She is very shameless.
Don't get up!
She gritted her teeth.
But the human power underneath is slowly and steadily increasing.
The two of them on the sofa looked like this: 仌
Slowly it became like this: From
Finally it became like this: 仌
It's just that the identities of the two people above and below have changed.
Wang Xilou: "??"
Why did she lie down?
What just happened?
Her wrists were grabbed
, pressed on the top of the head, the clothes were too thick, and the hood was stupid and big, making the face look small and cute. The little zombie looked at the person who easily subdued him with a confused expression.
Wang Xilou blinked.
Feng Wuli smiled condescendingly and said, "Please tell me that Master has realized his mistake. Please spare Master."
Wang Xilou: "??"
