It started to rain again at noon. The rain in autumn and winter is not like the dark clouds in summer. It is just continuous rain with drizzle caught in the wind. It is more like a moist wind than rain.
But you will still get wet if you don’t bring an umbrella.
Wanwan went to collect her clothes. The weather was perfect for taking a nap. Feng Wuli was watching the show in the living room and projected it onto the LCD screen in the living room. Ye Ji lay on his lap, with all four paws tucked into her belly, squinting her eyes and sleeping. .
The body temperature of a cat is higher than that of a human. Ye Ji was pressed on his lap, and her belly was hot. She looks like a Norwegian forest cat, a long-haired cat, and looks very fierce, so she is always cold even in human form. The face, neck hair and tail hair are particularly elegant. It does not look like a domestic cat, but more like a hunter hiding in the forest.
Feng Wuli had not forgotten that the experts from the two companies chased her for a long time but failed to catch up with her. Feng Wuli did not believe that she really could not defeat the vicious pug in the old street.
Every time I come back to him to act like a spoiled child, this cat is very green tea.
After Wanwan collected her clothes, she went back to her room to do her homework.
The little zombie rushed back in the rain, all wet and greasy, took off her shoes in the shoe cabinet, and walked over wearing Feng Wuli's black and white slippers with Nike logo. Her feet were much smaller than Feng Wuli's, and the heels were It's a long way off, like a child sneaking into an adult's shoes.
"What did you and your mother say today?" She came over nervously and asked.
Ye Ji was woken up, glanced at her, lay down and continued sleeping, changing to a more comfortable position.
"Don't always wear my shoes."
"Don't change the subject."
"There was nothing to talk about. She just asked me how I was doing and asked me to go to her place to play when I had time."
"Didn't you talk about me?" She came over and asked.
Feng Wuli stretched out his hand to wipe the water droplets from her face: "Go and change your clothes quickly and wipe your face, it's wet."
Wang Xilou looked at him reluctantly.
"What are you talking about?"
Wang Xilou's expression was innocent, "I'm such an old person, living with you and taking care of your daily life, but your mother didn't mention me?"
"She praised you for being beautiful, hardworking, and good at cooking. You are a good woman and suitable to take home as your wife."
"real?"
"Fake."
Feng Wuli found it funny. Until just now, he had acted like he was already a big wife, but in the end, he still fell into the stereotype of caring about this and that.
"She and I really didn't talk much about you. She didn't dare to make irresponsible remarks about the people and things around me, but she praised you for being beautiful and hard-working, which is true."
Wang Xilou's expression was a bit unwilling. Maybe just now she had been imagining that the mother and son had been discussing her. She was nervous and looking forward to it, but it turned out that she was overthinking it.
"I think you should think about how you are going to bring out the non-existent Taoist Wang."
"..." Wang Xilou scratched his head.
How could she find a kingly leader? If not, it was herself.
"No matter what, the boat will be straight when it reaches the mountain."
Feng Wuli glanced at her and was too lazy to complain about this little uncultured zombie.
She was soaked all over, so she went to take a hot shower. When she came out, it was steaming. She was wearing thickened and velvet winter pajamas. The fabric looked particularly soft.
She looked at her feet, which looked really petite when she stepped on his slippers. She could no longer imagine him looking up at her and following behind her ass.
….
She came out with the clothes she had changed and went to the balcony to throw them into the washing machine. There was a heavy fog outside. She went back to the shower room to wash the underwear they had changed out of. After a while, she took the bucket to the balcony to dry. I'm a little worried that it will be hard to work this day.
Not long after, she began to clear away the items scattered on the floor.
As long as there are people living in the house, it will quickly become messy if no one cleans it.
After she left the living room, the sound of water sounded again in the shower room, and then she was seen taking a mop and starting to mop the floor.
Feng Wuli watched her walking around the living room, and he felt intuitively that she was always blocking him from watching TV.
"Aren't you tired?" Feng Wuli couldn't help but ask.
"Huh?" She looked at him with her mop on her hands, her black hair hanging over her shoulders, and her face blank.
"Business comes and goes."
"What's so tiring about this?"
"..."
Feng Wuli was embarrassed to say it, because it made him look like a loser who was just sitting there waiting to die. Then he asked another question that looked like a loser:
"What's for dinner tonight?"
Wang Xilou thought for a moment: "Let's eat cooked food. I went to the vegetable market late this morning and there is not much food. Master will go to the roast duck stall to buy half of a plain chicken at about five o'clock."
After saying that, she wanted to ask Feng Wuli for his opinion. If Feng Wuli had any opinions, he would just nod his head.
Wang Xilou is simply a model of a good wife and mother. Looking at her busy figure, Feng Wuli will think that she has raised him up as both father and mother, and will marry him as his wife when he grows up. No betrothal gifts, frugal in housekeeping, proficient in all housework, delicious cooking, and looks like a fairy.
If you look carefully, you will see that this is simply a science fiction movie!
He saved the galaxy in his previous life, right?
Noticing the gaze of his young apprentice, Wang Xilou looked at him doubtfully: "You are watching TV, why are you staring at Master all the time?"
"Shall I give you a shoulder squeeze?"
Wang Xilou looked wary, wondering what the black-hearted disciple had planned.
"Master has no money."
"...I didn't say I wanted to buy anything." Feng Wuli complained inwardly, and you may not have as much money as I do now.
"Then what are you doing?"
"My conscience is a little bit bad."
"Rare."
Feng Wuli felt a little uncomfortable.
After Wang Xilou finished his work, he sat on the sofa and circled his legs. Wang Xilou sat in front, with their chests touching their backs. She also put her feet on the sofa and hugged her calves.
Although she didn't know what his intention was, there was no meat that she didn't want to chew. She was so happy when her little apprentice squeezed her shoulders.
"What kind of cartoon is this?"
"It's not a cartoon, it's an anime movie."
"What anime movie?"
"The Shape of Sound tells the story of a group of young people who are involved in school bullying, redeem each other, and finally fall in love with each other."
"Campus bullying, isn't this you?"
"It's not my business?"
"Let's not talk about kindergarten. Have you ever fought with anyone in elementary and junior high school? How many times have you been to my school?"
"..."
Feng Wuli tried to increase his strength, pinching her painfully, and then realized that he could not break her defense.
The two of them sat on the sofa and watched together. Wang Xilou didn't understand many things, so he asked his apprentice, and Feng Wuli explained everything to her.
I don’t know if she understood it after hearing the explanation. Anyway, she just said that she knew it, and then asked someone when she saw him whether he was a good person or a bad person.
….
"Is this woman a good person or a bad person?"
"This is my first time watching it, how do I know?"
"Then do you think he is a good person or a bad person now?"
"...see for yourself."
"Say it."
"I'm not a good person, nor a bad person. I have a bit of a bad personality, but I haven't made any serious mistakes. I just keep bullying the heroine, that mute girl, so I'm not lovable. I don't like her either, but some people may like her."
He glanced at the balcony. It was foggy and drizzling outside, and the temperature was probably only six or seven degrees. It was clearly past three o'clock in the afternoon, but it was so cold that pedestrians shivered.
The soundproofing effect of Fogda seems to be very good, and it is very quiet outside.
With his chin resting on the little zombie's shoulder, the scent of shower gel lingering in his nose, Wang Xilou's pajamas were not as soft and silky as the summer loose ones, but very thick. Holding him like this made him feel like he had gained weight.
When he squinted, he could see the little zombie's face, which was focused on watching TV. It wrinkled its nose cutely. The only skin he could see when looking down was the feet stepping on the edge of the sofa.
Feng Wuli pinched
, found it a bit cold.
Wang Xilou pulled his feet inward a little unnaturally. He felt a little embarrassed when his little disciple grabbed his feet, but now this position was equivalent to the whole body shrinking in his arms, and he couldn't move any further.
Then she was held and played with her feet the whole time, and her feet could feel the warmth of his palms, which were very hot.
The little zombie pursed his lips, said nothing, and watched the movie quietly.
She didn't know how long it took before she said, "I... asked the old man Qingdi last night."
Feng Wuli pinched her big toe and played with it. Hearing this, he was startled: "Really? I plan to go find him and ask him tomorrow."
"There's nothing he can do."
"……so."
"That's not to say there's nothing we can do."
"...Can you stop gasping when you speak?"
Wang Xilou chuckled, "Guess what."
"Can't guess."
"you guess."
"..."
"??"
"I can't guess it, just tell me."
Wang Xilou squinted at him and said in frustration, "Huanyang."
"What's the meaning?"
"That is, literally, no longer a zombie, but a human body."
When she said this, Feng Wuli understood, but how to operate it, whether there would be any sequelae, and if she returned to Yang, would her life span turn back into a mortal.
"I asked Emperor Qing, and he said no."
She felt a little embarrassed at first, but now she quite likes the feeling of being hugged by her little apprentice from behind. She likes it when we spend the weekend watching movies together while it is wet and rainy outside.
"There are two reasons for Master's immortality. One is because zombies keep their bodies from decaying, and the other is that Master is an immortal. Although he is an immortal who has lost all his cultivation, I still have the status of an immortal. The characteristic of immortality has been imprinted on me. , I told you, immortality is a curse, how can it be so easy to get rid of this curse?"
When she talked about immortals, there was a certain expression on her face.
Feng Wuli felt it was amazing, his hands meaninglessly changed from holding her feet to holding her bare feet, and he leaned forward, pressing on her back.
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I thought about it for a long time and realized that I would not be able to sell the zombie teeth by then, so I would definitely starve, and maybe even be so poor that I would have no place to live. If I slept under an overpass like Po Nu, how miserable it would be! "
She patted Feng Wuli's arm and signaled to let her out.
After Feng Wuli let her go and stood up, she stood in front of Feng Wuli with her slippers on.
"So Master needs someone to prevent Master from starving and freezing, and to give Master a place to live. If Master is bullied, he must help Master to bully him back."
Wang Xilou pulled his face, and Feng Wuli looked up at her and heard her whisper: "Can you bear this immortal curse with Master?"
Feng Wuli looked directly into her eyes, with a pleading look in them. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, but he soon calmed down.
From this point of view, there doesn't seem to be anything bad, but Feng Wuli always thinks that Wang Xilou was originally an immortal, and she should have been sitting high in the clouds, overlooking all the living beings below.
Rather than for him, I am willing to be a mortal with nothing left except a long life.
She has given too much of herself.
Wang Xilou laughed, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Maybe there will be menstruation."
Feng Wuli had a toothache: "...Why do you always think about having children."
Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "This is very important. You see, when the time comes for us to live together, Master can never have children. Your relatives know about it and say that Master is a hen that cannot lay eggs. So many It’s such a shame. In our time, if the master was divorced, there would be no room for reasoning.”
Feng Wuli still couldn't bear to talk about these topics. This person thought about having children all day long. It was really strange.
"It is difficult for immortal people to give birth to offspring, don't think about it."
"Then let Emperor Qing find a way. After all, after returning to the sun, Master will be an ordinary person and no longer a zombie."
"This is your purpose, right?"
"hey-hey."
"You are the master, why are you discussing with me?"
"You are the head of the family. From now on, you will be the head of the household in the household registration book."
"Which one is older, the head of the household or the master?"
"Future head of the household, Master will listen to you for now."
"Wang Xilou... return the sun."
"good."
It's not a monster.
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