"It's nice to be warm."
She happily lay down next to her little apprentice, and the steady breath of the boy next to her was extremely reassuring.
She leaned against the mountain-like heater, groped under the quilt in the dark, and took off her thick cotton socks. She put her hand into the cotton slippers beside the bed, and then took off the newly bought underwear. She was not used to it, so it took a lot of effort to take it off. Take some time.
She leaned over and said, "Why did you fall asleep so early? I still wanted to talk to you before going to sleep."
"Are you really asleep? It's only half past ten."
"I must not have slept. Please pay attention to Master."
Feng Wuli sighed and opened his eyes: "...What did you say?"
"Ah! I really didn't sleep. I thought you were asleep."
There was a stir under the quilt, and he turned around. The two were facing each other. Wang Xilou touched his nose with his nose, and then grinned.
"what do you want to say?"
"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you before I go to sleep."
"I fell asleep and you woke me up."
"It's only half past ten, and I'm still not a young man anymore... It's so cold outside, it's probably only about three to four degrees."
"Well... don't put your feet up, it's so cold."
"Cover it for Master, you usually don't like touching Master's feet."
"Whoever likes it makes it sound like I have a weird hobby."
Feng Wuli was speechless. He didn't like touching feet, he just liked touching Wang Xilou, whether it was his hands or feet, or his face or arms, they might have a little color sometimes, but he actually liked this physical contact. the behavior of.
"Hehe, Master doesn't mind."
"...I find that sometimes you really look like a slave."
"That's all Master."
"Ichifu just kissed me, I thought she was going to hit me."
"What? Where did you kiss?" Wang Xilou is an actress, and now she is a big woman who catches women.
"It's just your face... Hey, don't put your feet up, the wind will get caught in the quilt."
"Which way?" she asked with a frown, as if the fussing under the quilt had nothing to do with her.
"……left."
"very good."
She came up and touched Feng Wuli's right side lightly.
"I'll give you a symmetrical one."
"..." Childish, Feng Wuli was speechless and reached out to wipe her saliva.
Under the quilt, a cold little foot clamped the leg of his trousers and lifted it up, and then kept trying to get the foot inside...
"I'm going to sleep. It's freezing cold and my warm quilt has been made cold by you again."
"I've raised you so big that I will warm Master's bed every day from now on."
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."
"How dare you! How did you talk to the master!"
Today Master Bo talks about it, but tomorrow she doesn’t dare to think about where Master Bo will be.
They chatted one after another. Under the quilt, the two of them got closer and closer, and his hands became less trustworthy. Until Wang Xilou grabbed his hand out, and he put his fingers through the gaps between hers. , the other hand also grabbed it, and finally the two of them intertwined their hands.
Then the body slowly descends, replacing the great work of the hand with something else.
Although I can’t show off yet, the archeology itself is very interesting.
Wang Xilou suddenly became excited.
But both hands were held, and I wanted to kick him away but I was afraid of breaking it.
….
You traitor!
It probably took a while.
Chatted for a while.
Then, not knowing what time it was, Wang Xilou opened her eyes and looked up to see that her little apprentice had indeed fallen asleep. She gently stretched out her hand and pinched his earlobe. Her anger subsided, she grinned, and turned over. Look at the ceiling.
In the darkness, she reached out and rubbed herself again.
I still feel bloated. Why is this child working so hard? Is it because he lacks maternal love?
It seems to be really lacking.
She was a little melancholy.
This master has no dignity at all. It's really boring. I'll leave it to you.
depressed.
…
It was 6:30 in the morning on Monday. It was a sunny day and the temperature showed only 11°. Feng Wuli was in bed missing summer.
Although the weather is cold, Wang Xilou is an old lady. She has a common problem among the elderly. She wakes up before dawn at around 5 o'clock every day and has no leisure time at all.
During the short period of Feng Wuli's life when she still admired Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou would get up early every morning and go to the yard to practice a very strange thing. He asked her what she was doing, and the little zombie said with conviction, This is something very popular recently and everyone is practicing it.
Later, when Feng Wuli reached the third grade of elementary school, he already understood that this woman was practicing qigong, and it was not very popular recently. It was a qigong craze that suddenly started in the 1980s.
Why do you think that things that were popular in the 1980s are very popular recently? At that time, Feng Wuli was already used to it, but he said euphemistically, these are all fake, Wang Xilou, please stop practicing. After a pause, he added, You are a practitioner, it is very embarrassing for you to do this.
When she heard that it was embarrassing, she stopped practicing.
But still can't take any time off.
Later, Feng Wuli discovered that she often got up early in the morning and beat the tree in the yard with her arms, and said it was good for the body.
At that time, the building where Feng Wuli admired Wang Xilou had long since fallen apart, and he realized that she was a very stupid woman.
In order to prevent her from damaging the jujube tree at home, Feng Wuli stopped her again.
Recently, she became interested in practicing yoga, and asked Feng Wuli to buy her a yoga mat and yoga clothes online. She would practice her yoga moves in the living room early in the morning while waiting for the sun to rise.
Anyway, she can't sit still, she's just an old lady who loves to mess around.
Feng Wuli wanted to say that it was useless to practice this, but thinking that she had some hobbies, he chose to support her.
I definitely don’t want to see little zombies doing yoga in yoga clothes.
Absolutely not.
I kept inking for a while, and at 6:10, I opened the door and saw Wang Xilou with a high ponytail and a yoga suit.
She knelt with one leg in front and the other against the yoga mat. The soles of her white feet were facing the sky, but her upper body was folded back, showing off her body curves.
Feng Wuli scratched his head. The floor reflected the light coming from the balcony. The angle was just enough to dazzle his eyes. The morning air was very dry and cold.
"Are you awake?" She glanced out of the corner of her eye.
"Wake up early."
He quietly admired it for a while. The little zombie had a few non-standard movements, and Feng Wuli planned to step forward and give them some pointers.
Then he got a beating.
Wang Xilou stood up, moved his joints, and exhaled: "Wash up quickly. I'll change clothes and go down to make breakfast."
….
"oh."
While brushing her teeth, a trumpet Wang Xilou with messy hair and wearing cow pajamas appeared. She saw Feng Wuli occupying the sink and stood at the door with her eyebrows crossed and her chest crossed, looking at him.
[By the way, currently the best one for reading and listening to books, @
Food is transformed into spiritual power.
This point is very scientific. Whether it is Wang Xilou or a few shadows, the difference from humans is the type of energy that maintains the body's activities. In this regard, there is no difference from humans.
Wanwan also woke up and yawned to greet him. Ponu and Yeji seemed to have played very late last night and were still fast asleep. Wang Xilou got dressed and went down to make breakfast.
After breakfast, he read for a while and rode his bicycle back to school.
Their seats had been changed a long time ago. Feng Wuli left the first row and went to the back row by the window.
The seats in the class are chosen by oneself, and the seats are selected according to the ranking. Feng Wuli has been very strong recently, rising from the 20th or 30th place in the class to the third place in the grade.
My deskmate is still classmate Jiang.
She likes to sit in the front row because she is short-sighted and doesn't like to wear glasses. Now she sits in the back with him like a married couple, so she has to put on a pair of black glasses again. It's cold now, so she wears a down jacket underneath. The winter school uniform was bulging and she wore a scarf around her neck. After putting it on, she felt that her personality had changed. Feng Wuli wanted to call her senior.
"Good morning, senior."
Jiang Nao rolled his eyes at him angrily, raised his butt, and moved the chair out of the way to let him in.
"It's so early today." The little girl's voice was light, because she was in a good mood after not seeing each other for a weekend.
"It's not too early, let's go down and raise the flag soon...the chairs are frozen to the buttocks."
"Buy a mat."
Jiang Nao said with a smile, holding a glass water bottle with a cloth bag outside. She would pour the water out as soon as get out of class was over, and then fill it with new hot water, which would keep her warm throughout the class.
Feng Wuli glanced at Jiang Nao's cushion. The black one was not girly at all. She put her feet on the chair pole and curled up to look small and cute.
"Do you have any recommendations?"
She whispered: "Just search Taobao, it's pretty much the same."
"This cushion of yours looks pretty good to me."
"I'll send you the link tonight."
"OK."
He paused and then asked: "Just fill in the school address directly. I haven't tried to send it to the school yet. Can I pick it up in front of the gymnasium then?"
….
Jiang Nao bit the flesh inside his lower lip and said, "How about I buy it for you and bring it back for you when you study in the *** room in the evening."
"Okay, I'll send you the money."
Feng Wuli felt that his skin was getting thicker and thicker, and he felt that this mode of getting along was a bit familiar.
"It doesn't cost much, just the price of a bottle of milk tea." She meant something in her words. She glanced at him secretly from the corner of her eye, but the damn Chaoyang came in from the window and blinded her.
However, she still saw his side face. The sunshine gave him a golden edge. He was young and jade-like, with a gentle smile. Her face was a little red, most likely not because of the cold weather.
"Then I'll recharge your meal card at noon and I'll recharge your meal card by fifty." Someone didn't hear the meaning of 'a cup of milk tea' in her words.
"..." Jiang Nao silently took out the meal card and placed it on the table. His fingertips, which were red from the cold, pressed on the meal card and pushed it sideways to Feng Wuli.
She saw Feng Wuli smiling and asked doubtfully, "What are you laughing at?"
"You're like those rich women handing cards to the pretty boys they keep."
Jiang Nao chuckled. In this atmosphere, she wanted to make some out-of-bounds jokes. For example, how about this lady keeping you? Or, how much does a handsome guy cost per night? I want a monthly subscription, but she only had two words left. A silvery chuckle.
I hit him on the shoulder lightly, as a friend.
Suddenly there was a noise in the front, and the people in the front row were cursing each other because they always left the door open. In winter, if the door is left open, the wind blows so hard that the whole first row will turn into ice. In the middle of the noise, the flag-raising bell rang.
"We're going down to raise the flag."
"It's so cold."
"Let's go."
"Um."
As people in the class got up and left, tables and chairs were heard, and the two teaching buildings
The school building releases a flow of blue and white people like a flood.
"Did the letter come?"
Feng Wuli was startled, as if he heard someone speaking just now.
The crowded and noisy corridors, the crowds filling the stairs, the students in thick clothes, the buzzing voices, the waves of footsteps, and the corridor speakers' marching music can lift the building.
In such a noisy environment, he shouldn't be able to hear a voice so clearly.
Feng Wuli glanced back, then turned around and followed the crowd downstairs.
He suddenly remembered that the school was haunted.
Walking down the stairs absent-mindedly.
It feels like every school will have one or two campus legends, and it is normal for them to be related to ghosts.
Like, in the middle of the night, the piano sounds in the music classroom even though there is no one there, or in other words, the skeleton of the biology class textbook, the girl who ran out late at night, the girl who died playing pen fairy in the girls' dormitory, and other stories.
He scratched his chin and went down to raise the flag.
Now that we are approaching the end of the semester, we basically teach half a class and then study half a class by ourselves.
During self-study time, the teacher sits in class and goes out to ask questions.
While feeding the cat at noon, a little girl came over. At first glance, Feng Wuli thought she had made a mistake.
"Why are you here?" He couldn't help but ask.
"I'm working nearby and have a break at noon."
Chifu paused, "It's very close to here, it's nearby anyway, and I don't have anywhere to go at noon, so I came over to take a look."
….
"Are you still working?"
"When I hand out flyers on the street, they don't look at my age or show me my ID card. My salary is paid in cash...I'm not the brainless guy like Po Nu."
"Don't say that to her."
Chifugi sneered: "Ha, are you speaking for her?"
Feng Wuli looked a little embarrassed and changed the topic: "How did you get in? The security guard actually let you in. Did you climb over the wall?"
Chifugi looked at him with an expression on his face: "Are you an idiot? Have you forgotten what my spirit is?"
Feng Wuli choked, and suddenly remembered that her spiritual entanglement was to modify her cognition. When she walked to the door, the security guard probably regarded her as a teacher, or a family member of the teacher living in the school. If she did not greet her as the principal, she would have restrained herself.
But then Feng Wuli thought of another question: "Since you have such a convenient spiritual entanglement, why do you still work to make money, and why do you go to so much trouble to find a job where you won't be asked about anything."
Chifu frowned and looked at him, "Why are you like this? Can the spirit coil be used casually? It is also a matter of benefiting oneself at the expense of others. I will never do anything that may cause trouble to others."
"Then you just used it on the guard."
The little girl frowned.
Feng Wuli obediently chose to shut up.
She is just a junior high school girl, but she doesn't know why she feels so oppressed by Feng Wuli. She is really a cruel lolita, but she seems to have inherited all of Wang Xilou's justice and kindness.
At this moment, someone came over to talk.
"Hey, senior, is it really you... Why is there a little girl, your sister?"
The mountains are full of pine nuts
