At this time, Wang Xilou, who was still eating potato chips and drinking alone on the sofa and watching "Story of Yanxi Palace", looked confused.
What is this person talking about?
"Are you drunk?" she asked cautiously.
"I feel better after sleeping for a while, but my head feels a little bloated." Feng Wuli acted very sober, but his mind was messed up due to sleep and alcohol: "It's all your fault... for making me drink. When Yang Captou got married, You noticed that I am not a good drinker, so that's why you..."
Slowly, he realized something was wrong.
This place...why does it look so much like that house on the old street?
Was he really drunk or was he dreaming?
Everything here was familiar, but it was a memory from many years ago. He remembered that he and Wang Xilou left here after the college entrance examination. A few years later, the old street was bulldozed and a shopping mall was built.
When he thought about it carefully, he found that he couldn't remember many details. In fact, those memories were constantly being lost. The more he thought about it, the more he forgot.
Before he could distinguish the true from the false, Wang Xilou interrupted: "Who are Xiaoluo and Ling'er?"
He also had a severe headache, so he forgot about it, but why did Wang Xilou also forget about it: "Although it's wrong for Xiaoluo to fight with his classmates, it doesn't mean that you won't recognize my daughter."
"my daughter?"
Wang Xilou feels that the current plot is more exciting than Wei Yingluo's killing spree in the harem.
She thought there must be something abnormal between her and her precious apprentice now. She knew she was normal, so who had the problem?
"Forget it, I won't bullshit you. I'm in a hurry to go to the bathroom."
This man kept talking gibberish and was very drunk. Wang Xilou chased after him, fearing that he would fall. He regretted, "I knew I wouldn't let you drink so much. How could you be so drunk?"
Feng Wuli waved his hand, indicating that he couldn't fall.
He vaguely remembered that when Wang Xilou celebrated her 867th birthday, the whole family went out for a meal, and the woman had to drink with her in the evening.
I accidentally drank a little too much.
Remembering the last time he drank so much, it seemed like twenty years ago. No one dared to force him to drink even at a company party.
As soon as he thought about those things, they quickly became blurry and unclear.
After he finished draining the water, Wang Xilou helped him sit on the sofa in the living room and poured him a glass of water for him to drink.
Feng Wuli held his head and drank water, which relieved his dry mouth a little.
His mind is in a mess now, and he is still thinking about a pile of unprocessed documents in the company; his eldest daughter beat up a classmate at school, and he will definitely be blamed for the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow; two practitioners in western Hunan drove their corpses to the village, and another incident occurred because of spring plowing and robbing of water sources. In the fight, no one in the official coordination was convinced, and they had to let Director Feng, who had subdued the zombie king, come forward, saying that he only listened to Director Feng.
Shit! They just want to see their wife, a bunch of perverts playing with zombies!
After he drank the water, he naturally grabbed Wang Xilou and held him in his arms. He put his palms on his belly and touched the lubricated skin of the little zombie.
Smelling the familiar fragrance on Wang Xilou's neck, his headache was relieved to some extent. He was breathing very heavily, obviously tired.
Wang Xilou's face turned red and his ears were hot from being touched, so he grabbed his hand to prevent him from touching it.
She looked at Feng Wuli. The little apprentice was still drunk and dizzy. His words were always unclear, but sometimes they became clearer. Moreover, even though he was drunk at this time, he could feel that some of his youthfulness had faded and he had become inexplicably steady. Mature.
She suddenly thought of something.
He stretched out his hand to explore, and it turned out to be the familiar wave of spiritual entanglement. This kid somehow triggered a trillion-year eternal catastrophe. It should be the sequelae of this time-based spiritual entanglement.
And it seems that there is still a connection with the future. In this drunken state, the memory is entangled with the future, but the spiritual power is about to dissipate.
She breathed a sigh of relief and patted her little apprentice's face: "Hey, wake up, you drank too much, go back to sleep."
"What are you watching? I'll watch it with you for a while." Feng Wuli said to himself: "Story of Yanxi Palace? Why is a TV series from more than ten years ago suddenly broadcast."
Wang Xilou suddenly found it very interesting. She sat in his arms and twisted around. Then she quickly noticed Hua Dian.
So, what this guy was talking about drunkenly just now was about what will happen in the future...
hiss--! !
What did he just say?
Her daughter?
But she still had many unresolved doubts. Could it be that she was adopted?
She pretended to be emotional and tempted: "Master never thought back then that zombies would actually have children."
"Well, thanks to Lord Qingdi's help, I got pregnant with twins all of a sudden."
The little zombie has a wonderful expression on his face.
She actually gave birth to a child for her apprentice, and she had one egg and two yolks! ?
Wang Xilou suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to ask in a conventional way: "There is a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow?"
"..." Feng Wuli had begun to forget these fleeting memories and felt his consciousness drifting up and down.
When he saw Wang Xilou in his arms, he put his face on her neck and humped her like a big dog. The hot breath from his breath made the little zombie's neck itchy.
Wang Xilou wanted to push him away, but this apprentice was so damn strong that she was rounded and flattened like a little rabbit. He didn't expect that after passing on her strength to his apprentice, she would be used most by herself. On your body!
He muttered something. The company was holding many meetings and he was going to the capital next month to report on his work.
He said that some of Fran's big bosses had been trying to get close to him and wanted to enter this circle. They took him to trade some stocks and real estate and made tens of millions. He planned to donate all of it to the impoverished mountainous areas, hoping that his family's leaders would approve.
She also said that Xiaolu hit people in school because she didn't teach him well. She usually beats him and scolded him at home. Now let her children learn from her and let herself scold him less... at least don't scold him in front of her children.
He kept asking Wang Xilou to agree to him.
The little zombie looked helpless: "Be good, be good, I won't scold you anymore. I won't scold you anymore."
After a while, he said that he was very tired today and was not in good condition. He would make up for it tomorrow... Wang Xilou's face turned red after hearing this!
After a while, the person hugging her stopped talking, and his chin fell on her shoulder. The hand still holding her waist was still holding her tightly, and his breathing was long.
"Huh?" She wanted to ask more.
"Don't pretend to be asleep and continue talking to Master for a while."
"Are the daughters well behaved?"
"When did we get married?"
"Hey, don't sleep, keep talking."
Seeing that this man fell asleep again, she was immediately frustrated.
Suddenly Feng Wuli hummed again and said something in his sleep. She concentrated on listening to what this man had to say.
"...Tonight, it's better to call me master or wife."
Wang Xilou: "..." This boy's dream seems to be very disrespectful to her.
After thinking for a while, she said again: "Call my wife and listen?"
"can you hear?"
"Feng Wuli?"
Okay, I really fell asleep.
Wang Xilou looked at his face, as if she could see flowers. He looked like he was sleeping when he was a child, quietly. She used her fingers to carefully trace the outline of his face, cheeks, nose, lips. It felt very fun. .
"The excitement continues after the commercial, with four consecutive episodes of "Story of Yanxi Palace"."
She stopped playing immediately and sat on the sofa watching TV with a frown on her face, making sounds like 'hiss', 'ha' and 'tsk' from time to time.
I even pick my feet from time to time.
