My dear apprentice went back to class in the afternoon.
The college entrance examination is just one month away. How dare you take so many days off? It's really outrageous!
Yes, only half a day had passed, and the rebel disciple she called had turned back into a precious disciple. Wang Xilou was flexible when it came to the bottom line.
She glanced at the pile of new clothes in the closet, with a smile in her eyes. She took them out one by one and compared them one by one in front of her, feeling a little sweet in her heart.
I took a photo with my phone and posted it on Moments.
[I said no, my dear apprentice still bought me so many new clothes/roses/roses]
After thinking about it, she shrank her neck and set it so that it could not be given to her cousin. Su Xiaoxin and the others looked at it, checked it several times, and sent it out.
After a few minutes, she looked at the likes and comments, typed back word by word, and posted two comments.
Little Zombie: Thank you everyone for the likes/roses
Little Zombie: He will take the college entrance examination this year, I hope he can go to high school
Wang Xilou laughed when he saw other people's comments praising her apprentice. As for why Qingdi didn't take the lead in her comment section and say that her apprentice is controlling.
The dead old man has long been blocked.
Wang Xilou was in a good mood.
I looked at those stockings again and scratched my head...that's all, if he likes to see them, just wear them for him.
If you are young, you will admire your parents, and if you are lustful, you will admire Shaoai. He is also at this age, so instead of letting him see other people, it is better to see the master.
Wang Xilou looked at his big white legs, figure, and face in front of the mirror. Women want to please their appearance. Modern female dolls will clamor to ask their male partners, "I am no longer beautiful, no longer thin, do you not like me?" Already? She wants him to love her appearance, but is also worried that he only loves her appearance. Aunt Wang doesn't think so. He probably doesn't even know the answer to the question of whether a man loves her or not. Can't you just live a life full of chicken feathers?
The stupid cat ran to the door of her room and turned into a human, with its hands on its hips and looking at her coldly.
Wang Xilou looked confused and asked, "What do you want to do, cat?"
"I plan to bring food to my younger brothers."
"Then you go."
"Prepare a bag of cat food for us." She stretched out her hand, which was very bold.
Wang Xilou had a headache over Feng Wuli's cat.
Whose cat would go out to feed wild cats and ask the owner to prepare cat food for her? It was really annoying. She wanted to post it on her friends circle to ask if anyone had a second-hand cat.
"Just grab a plastic bag and put it in it."
"I want a beautiful bag." She also asked.
Wang Xilou wore slippers and twisted his body to find the beautiful bag she wanted. Ye Ji followed closely behind him.
Two beautiful girls squatted among a pile of debris.
Aunt Wang has the habit of middle-aged and old women. She likes to collect plastic bags of all kinds. She keeps them in a pile. She doesn’t know when she will use them. Anyway, she is not allowed to throw them away unreasonably.
"how about this?"
"It doesn't look good!"
"You can't ask for so many things as a cat... What about this one? It's beautiful, isn't it?"
"I don't want it."
"It's almost done. I don't want to bother with you anymore. This is enough."
Ye Ji rolled her eyes and pointed at a small pink bag: "Let's take a look at that."
Wang Xilou pushed his hair behind her ears and took it out for her, "Then take this. You have picked out the most precious bag here. I have to say, you cat has really good eyesight."
Ye Ji was about to change her mind, but when she heard what she said, she immediately nodded: "I have the best vision!"
It's actually just an ordinary plastic bag.
Wang Xilou stood up with a smile:
"Let's go. I'll pack some cat food for you. Can you go out in human form? You've never tried to go out like this alone, right?"
The black cat was a little embarrassed, "But if I become a cat, I won't be able to take things."
"Let me think about it..." Wang Xilou scratched his chin and looked at her thoughtfully.
Wait until Feng Wuli comes back on his bicycle in the afternoon.
A fox chases a cat past.
The cat was still talking and said in a panic: "Wanwan, you made a foul. This is not how we play. You made a foul!"
The fox just chased her silently.
Although Wanwan was in a hurry, she still stopped in front of Feng Wuli sensibly and said sweetly: "Master Feng Wuli, you are back."
"What are you two doing?"
"Sir Yeji and I are playing police and catching robbers."
She stared at the direction Ye Ji ran away, not even paying attention to Feng Wuli playing with her tail.
"Are you a police officer?"
"Yes." She hurriedly chased Ye Ji who had already run out.
Feng Wuli smiled: "Are you playing so seriously?"
Wanwan said anxiously: "Master Ye Ji secretly ate Wanwan's favorite snack."
"..." It turns out they don't play tricks.
"Go after her."
Wanwan rushed out of the old street.
He saw Wang Xilou sitting in the yard, holding the tools he used to knit sweaters for Feng Wuli and a red panda-style cat clothes.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Xilou raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued what he was doing: "Make a bag for that stupid cat's clothes."
"Why make a bag?"
"She yelled that she was going to pack cat food to feed stray cats. Your cat is sick."
Although she complained like this, Feng Wuli guessed that she was the one who suggested making a bag for Ye Ji's clothes. Wang Xilou was always a sharp-tongued woman with a soft heart.
"It's been a long time since you made me new clothes."
When Wang Xilou heard this, he smiled like a flower and asked, "Do you like to wear the clothes that Master made for you?"
"like."
She smiled even more happily.
"I thought you disliked Master and thought my craftsmanship was not as good as the ones you bought and the ones you bought were beautiful."
"When did I ever say that?"
Feng Wuli walked over to play with her. As soon as he untied the big intertwined hairpin, his hair suddenly fell down from his shoulders, which attracted a lot of dissatisfied scolding from Wang Xilou.
"Who knows what the young master thinks."
Her tone was a little resentful, and the work she was doing was coming to an end. She said while sewing: "When you were in junior high school, you always quarreled with your master. I was a little afraid of you at that time, so I didn't dare to make you new clothes. If you don’t like it, I’ll be sad.”
Feng Wuli was a little embarrassed: "Well, it's the rebellious stage, just give him a few more beatings."
Speaking of this, she became even more angry, "How can I beat you? You were tall and powerful at that time. If you don't let Master, can Master deal with you? What if you, a young man, get angry and beat Master? , I have no shame in the world of practitioners."
Feng Wuli was still playing with her hair, and from time to time he would pull it so hard that she would scream in pain. Wang Xilou would look at him angrily from the corner of his eye, but would not chase her away, like indulging a naughty child, letting him play.
"You've already slandered me. I can't bear to do anything with you." He took out a hairpin from his right palace and prepared to tie up Wang Xilou's hair.
The woman chuckled and scolded in a strange tone: "Why don't you give up? Some people are disciples and even dare to spank the master."
Feng Wuli couldn't help but move his eyes downward.
It was obviously her suggestion to let him be beaten at that time, but Feng Wuli didn't dare to mention it again. After all, he had just been beaten this morning. At this time, he had already helped Wang Xilou tie up his hair and fixed it with a hairpin. back.
Perfect.
He walked around to the front, grabbed her shoulders, looked at her with puzzled eyes, slapped her face, and went upstairs to blow on the fan.
Wait until after six o'clock.
A courier delivered a parcel.
Wang Xilou went to get it, opened it, and looked at the bunny girl clothes in his hand silently.
Feng Wuli received another beating.
But after all, I bought it, and I can't just throw it away without wearing it. That would be such a waste.
Feng Wuli was a feast for the eyes at night.
Master is awesome.
(End of chapter)
