In the middle of the night, I was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder. Feng Wuli thought it was raining heavily outside. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was thundering but not raining.
When they were five years old, Feng Wuli and Ye Ji were both afraid of thunder in summer. They would not dare to sleep at night and would come over and ask if they could sleep with their master.
Wang Xilou naturally welcomed them very much and told them stories.
She said that thunder in the sky was caused by Grandpa Tian Gong walking by. Then every time there was a sudden roar, the woman muttered something, probably saying "Tian Gong, walk slowly, don't scare her disciples". When the thunder sounded, the wind was unreasonable. When she woke up from fright, she immediately muttered those words. Feng Wuli heard her whispering words next to him. Perhaps because he knew she was there, he was not so scared, so he went back to sleep.
"It will rain heavily in a moment."
The woman beside her suddenly said, and just after she finished speaking, the rain poured down like a torrent outside, and the roaring sound of the rain enveloped the whole world.
Feng Wuli looked back at her and turned around: "Aren't you asleep yet?"
"Thunder wakes me up." She spoke softly and gently.
"Me too."
He felt that this state was wonderful. After being woken up by a thunderstorm in the middle of the night, there was someone beside him talking to him and listening to the rain. There was a surge under the quilt. He put his hands on her waist and pulled her towards him. After pulling it, Wang Xilou just looked at his face quietly with his eyes open, letting him do whatever he wanted, as if he wanted to see what this little man was going to do. From his eyes to his body, he was pampering him. .
Feng Wuli didn't intend to do anything, he just wanted to stay close to his master.
"Clingy guy." Wang Xilou laughed at him.
"It's been very hot these days, stuffy and hot. It's going to rain heavily." He rubbed his face against hers, Master Master's skin was so smooth and fragrant.
"It's summer."
"It's summer again."
Their noses were touching, their anger rising on each other's faces as they spoke, and they looked into each other's eyes, as if trying to see who could resist kissing first.
Feng Wuli asked: "Would you like to go with me tomorrow to look at the new house and think about how to decorate it?"
"Did you hand over the apartment?" Wang Xilou never cared about this.
"It was handed in last month."
"Then I'll go with you."
"OK."
Feng Wuli lightly pressed a kiss on her lips, turned over and pressed the little zombie under him, causing her to let out a dissatisfied cry and struggled to push it away.
But there is no way to push this person.
"Get up and drive quickly, Shen is dead!"
"I slept."
"Go to sleep, why are you pressing down on Master? Get out of here!" She knew that this man was acting like a scoundrel again.
"I want to hold you to sleep."
"Hug, hug, hug, I'll give you a hug. You're going to get off first!" She kicked the quilt with her calves. He weighed more than 150 pounds and was no longer a child. She couldn't push him.
"I'm going to hold you like this tonight."
"are you a pig?!"
Wang Xilou was about to cry but had no tears. A flash of thunder outside was as bright as day. After a long time, there was a bang. Wang Xilou's battery car downstairs was shaken so much that the alarm blared.
She looked at this man's indifference and knew that he was deliberately teasing her, so she simply ignored him and just treated him like being crushed by a pig all night.
He sighed helplessly and said, "I only know how to bully Master."
"I haven't bullied you yet."
She meant something: "Do you want to bully me?"
Feng Wuli raised his head and looked into her eyes, wondering if it was a joke or if it was true. After being teased by these words, he now felt a little dizzy.
He put the quilt over their heads, and there was a rustling under the quilt. After a while, Feng Wuli gave up and said dullly: "Forget it, don't worry, let's wait until you finish returning to the sun."
She said amusedly: "Do you feel sorry for Master?"
Feng Wuli rolled his eyes.
Turned around.
"sleep."
It's raining so it's perfect for sleeping. It's raining heavily outside. You can sleep under the quilt in the dark without thinking about anything. It would be even better if you wake up and find it's still raining.
Wang Xilou patted his back: "Huh? Are you going to sleep with Master in your arms?"
"Don't turn your back this way."
"Master is not afraid of being held up by your sword."
She doesn't look like a zombie, she looks like a succubus.
"Let Master take a look..." She suddenly reached over with her hand: "Disciple's sword!"
Feng Wuli suddenly became excited.
Under the quilt, the two of them started to make a fuss.
In the end, both of them were panting. Wang Xilou had a hint of charm in his eyes, and his eyes tightened when he looked at his disciple. Feng Wuli took out his hand and did not dare to speak.
Master Master grabbed his hand and wiped it nervously.
Both of them were a little afraid to speak.
The rain outside was getting heavier and the thunder became more intense. Feng Wuli leaned in front of her again and said, "Wang Xilou, can that Grandpa Tiangong walk slowly?"
Wang Xilou didn't react for a while.
Then he laughed: "How old are you?"
Feng Wuli is not ashamed.
There is nothing to be ashamed of like Wang Xilou.
He just suddenly felt a little nostalgic.
After a while, she patted Feng Wuli's back and murmured something in a low voice. The man began to ask for more. Now he asked her to sing a song, and now he asked her to tell a story.
Wang Xilou always agreed to him very gently, and was not impatient at all, and would give in to Feng Wuli's requests.
She looked at the man who had fallen asleep.
He reached out and pinched his ears and nose gently.
"He said he has grown up, but he doesn't look like he has grown up."
The master slowly shrank into his arms. Originally, she was not sleepy, but listening to the sound of rain outside and his breathing, Wang Xilou felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
Early the next morning, Wang Xilou was dressed neatly.
What she is wearing today is the clothes she bought a few days ago.
Wearing a blue suspender dress and a small cape on her shoulders, her whole person suddenly looked like a lady who lived in a mansion and drove a luxury car.
Feng Wuxi stayed in bed and was pulled down mercilessly.
He admired Master quietly for a moment, but was given an annoyed look.
Get up and get dressed. Some of his clothes are now hung directly in Wang Xilou's wardrobe. When he opens it in the morning and sees their clothes hanging together, it's as if people can never be separated.
When Wang Xilou was changing his pants, he kept staring at him with inexplicably obscene eyes. Feng Wuli turned his back to her silently.
"When did it stop raining?"
"Stop at five o'clock."
"Did you not sleep last night?" Feng Wuli was a little surprised.
"I'm sleeping." Wang Xilou bent over to make the bed. The curve of his body made people think: "I woke up after four o'clock. I am too old to sleep."
"You got up at four o'clock?"
"No, you were hugged so hard that Master couldn't move. He was forced to hold you until six o'clock when you turned over and was released." She said nonchalantly: "Master just stared at your face for two hours. "
Feng Wuli felt goosebumps.
But that is indeed what Wang Xilou would do.
He put on his clothes and looked at the golden light outside, the wet and dry ground, and then looked at Wang Xilou who was bending down to fold the quilt.
There was just one thought in my mind.
Master is so beautiful.
When she went out, she put on a pair of white shoes, which were like boat socks with the instep exposed. The aura of a thirty-year-old woman suddenly exuded.
Feng Wuli is too much in love.
(End of chapter)
