Wang Xilou coughed twice. Out of sight and out of mind, he turned around and ignored the traitor.
"Are you angry?"
Feng Wuli pulled her shoulder, and Wang Xilou shook his shoulder and threw his hand away.
He leaned over with a curious look on his face, quite as if he wanted to break the casserole and ask the question:
"Are you really angry?"
"Don't mess with Master, Master doesn't want to talk to you now." She just finished speaking, turned over and lay down again, looked at Feng Wuli and said: "...Blow your nose."
"Just like a child." Feng Wuli laughed at her, and she was glared at several times in annoyance.
He wanted to go back and read a book, but seeing the pitiful appearance of Master, he sat next to her and stayed with her.
Pick up her phone and play.
Wang Xilou downloaded a bunch of mini-games on her mobile phone. She only had the intelligence to play mini-games, which were too complicated to understand. Feng Wuli played her game of Landlords. When she entered, she found that today's beans were gone.
He looked at the patient on the bed, and the patient gave him an awkward but polite smile: "I lost all my money in the early morning."
Feng Wuli watched a video, took a thousand beans, and started fighting. He remembered that he won hundreds of thousands of beans for Wang Xilou last time, but this person lost all of them to him.
"Come up and sit next to Master, Master wants to see."
"Why so many demands?"
"Hurry up, I'm a patient now."
When his apprentice sat down next to her, Wang Xilou suddenly became very satisfied. He leaned on him and watched his apprentice fight against the landlord, like a kitten nuzzling in his arms.
"Will master infect you?"
"No, my body doesn't catch colds easily."
"oh."
Under the guidance of his master, Feng Wuli lost all the 20,000 beans he had just won. He was not angry, so he went out to browse Douyin, waiting for a certain 800-year-old girl to fall asleep quickly, but the girl insisted Watch it with him.
Wang Xilou fought back his sleepiness and watched two sword forging competitions with him.
A seven or eight minute carpet cleaning video.
Two movie narrations.
A wilderness building a house.
She glanced at the man and lay back silently.
"Go to sleep. If you're sick, get some rest quickly."
"What shall we eat tonight?"
"Shall I cook you some porridge? Or should I buy you a bowl of porridge? You choose one."
"You cook it."
Wang Xilou felt very tired. It took a long time to breathe. He was in an extremely weak state and desperately needed personal company. After getting sick, in addition to medicine, people actually need companionship.
Fortunately, there is such a person around me.
She thought it felt so good.
Feng Wuli glanced at her and found that this guy was looking at her with a silly smile, and was stunned: "Are you crazy?"
Wang Xilou shook his head.
"I want to sleep."
"Then you go to sleep. I'll go back and do some homework while you sleep. It's just a little flu. It'll be fine soon."
"Kiss me and I'll sleep."
Feng Wuli felt that Wang Xilou had really become a little girl now. How could he be so coquettish? He felt helpless and leaned over to kiss her forehead, "Go to sleep quickly."
"Come here, come here! And more and more and more!"
She pouted and closed her eyes.
Have you ever seen an 800-year-old lady act like a spoiled child?
The effect is also fatal.
Feng Wuli had no choice but to lean down again and press his lips to hers, parting at the first touch.
"If it gets worse, I'll take you to the hospital." Feng Wuli smiled and said, "Are you afraid of the spanking injection?"
"You were beaten when you were a child, and you even shed tears and told Master that it didn't hurt at all." She winked and smiled.
The wind is unreasonable and has nothing to say.
After chatting with Master for a while, watching her breathing become long and steady, she got up and went downstairs to cook porridge.
In the evening, Wang Xilou ate the porridge that Feng Wuli made for her. Although plain porridge didn't taste as good as white porridge, this was the first time her precious baby had made it for her.
Just when Wang Xilou was about to be moved to pieces, she noticed that her disciple hadn't eaten yet tonight.
The little zombie is physically disabled and strong in determination, preparing to cook for his apprentice.
Feng Wuli stopped him many times, but Wang Xilou said that she could not starve her precious apprentice. Even though she was dizzy from illness, she still insisted on cooking for him.
After being a teacher and a disciple in this way for many times—
Feng Wuli's takeaway arrived.
Only then did Wang Xilou find out that he ordered a barbecue for two hundred yuan.
She sat there blankly, eating tasteless white porridge, looking at the grilled skewers in front of her that kept challenging her taste buds.
"You can't eat it now. Eat it when you're ready."
Feng Wuli moved the packaging box a little bit, roasted wings, butter, mutton skewers, palm treasure, goose intestines...
She looked at the porridge in her bowl, then looked at the other side, and said pitifully: "One bunch, just give one bunch to Master."
"You have a cough in your throat and you still want to eat barbecue. What are you thinking about?"
She looked gloomy: "You did it on purpose!"
The wind is unreasonable. Look at your nose and nose, and look at your heart.
"Master, I'm going to fight you!" She rushed over with grief and anger.
He said that he was fighting with him, but he just wanted to grab his food. How could the poor little zombie grab it so unreasonably? When he saw that he couldn't get it, he started to use both soft and hard tactics. One moment he pretended to get angry, and the next moment he begged pitifully, but Feng He was unreasonable and refused to give her a bite.
"One bite of roasted kidney, one bite of roasted kidney."
"Be good, let's just eat porridge." Feng Wuli caught her and fed her with his own hands.
He held her shoulder with his left hand and fed the porridge with his right hand. He took a spoonful of it and put it to her mouth, letting it cool before feeding her. Feng Wuli felt that he was the disciple who loved his master the most in the world.
"It was Master's fault for taking you to eat hot pot when your wisdom teeth appeared in your second year of high school. You don't have to hold grudges against Master for so long!"
"Come, Master, eat porridge."
"Feng Wuli!"
"There's no point calling me by name. You can't eat anything else if you're sick."
Wang Xilou was in pain and couldn't express his pain. He was imprisoned in his apprentice's arms and had spoonfuls stuffed into his mouth. From the beginning he resisted desperately to the end when he burped and his eyes gradually lost their brightness.
After seeing that she was full, Feng Wuli let her go and went back to eat his barbecue.
My mouth is full of oil.
There's an ice drink on the side.
The resentment of the Master over there was about to solidify, but under this resentment, Feng Wuli didn't know why, but the pleasure of eating barbecue increased instead of decreasing.
He looked up and gave her a bright smile.
Wang Xilou was so angry that his teeth itched.
In the evening, Su Xiaoxin called him so that mother and son could communicate with each other.
"Xiaolou said you bullied her." The other person asked with a smile.
"She still complained to you?"
That's a lot of money.
"Well, she wants justice from me. How can I interfere with you two? But you won't really bully her, right? Xiaolou is so good to you, so you can't bully others."
Feng Wuli was helpless: "She has a cold and needs to avoid eating. I won't let her eat barbecue."
"You have a cold? Is it serious? Have you gone to the hospital?"
"A little cold, I'll be fine soon." He heard the sound of iron sheets being hit by water outside the old street, and looked outside, "It's raining here."
"I've just started playing here." She asked, "The college entrance examination is in two or three weeks, right?"
"Um."
"Don't be nervous, just stay calm."
"I'm not nervous."
"Don't be stressed either."
"Won't."
"That's good." She smiled: "If you don't know, choose C."
(End of chapter)
