June 17, around 5:30 in the morning.
The hotel's curtains are good, completely opaque. When Feng Wuxi wants to decorate his new house, he can ask which curtains he bought for the hotel decoration. It's raining heavily outside, and the rain in June will be endless. Thinking of this, he remembered again The theme song of "Legend of Sword and Fairy" "June Rain", a rain~trap me here~your indifferent expression will make me sad~Wang Xilou has been indifferent to him for several days, and he also I have been sad for several days, saying that "Legend of Sword and Fairy" is so good, I want to watch it again when I go back.
After a lot of random thoughts, Feng Wuli glanced at the woman sleeping peacefully next to him, and spent about ten minutes sorting out what happened last night.
It's different from the first time, when you wake up and find out the ridiculous things last night, or you have washed your hands. If in the past, there was no distinction between master and disciple, yours is mine. What's mine is yours, so after the change in their relationship, they no longer distinguish each other from face to face.
Losing face in front of Wang Xilou is nothing. Wang Xilou has already lost all face with him. He is just a little zombie. He has no face at all. He is embarrassed all day long.
And speaking of it, Wang Xilou was the one who suffered the most from himself last night.
He won't suffer any loss.
"Is the little train awake?" A cold female voice came next to her.
Under the quilt, Feng Wuli turned over and pressed forward. Wang Xilou had a trace of disgust in his eyes. He turned his head away and reached out to push his chin. Feng Wuli grabbed his wrist and locked it.
He thought for a while and said, "The disgust in your eyes just now hurt me.
"Instinct, sorry."
"As punishment, forget everything that happened last night."
Wang Xilou now looks like a good woman who was bullied by villains, but she didn't panic at all. Even if her hands were tied and pressed on her head, even if a few strands of hair were messy on her face, she just looked at this morning with a calm expression. The angry man said: "What should I do if I can't forget?"
This look in Feng Wuli's eyes was so familiar. Last year, he went back 500 years ago and met the cold-faced Wang Xilou for the first time. It was like this. He spent a year getting rid of it, but he didn't expect to have another chance. When he saw her, he thought she was going to say with a cold face, "Don't follow me anymore. That's really stupid."
Her appearance has not changed, but her eyes have a sense of distance. Feng Wuli doesn't like it, just like the song, "Your cold expression will make me sad, but he has a sullen personality, so he won't say it." No, that’s not called Mensao. If it’s something about scholars, how can it be called Mensao?
"If you can't forget...if you can't forget, spank your butt." His butt still hurts a little. It was really hateful for this bitch to do it last night.
Facing the threat, Wang Xilou still looked at him calmly.
The indifferent look on his face said that if you have the guts, just give it a try.
He was obviously suppressed by himself, but Feng Wuli's momentum weakened for some reason. He stiffened his neck and refused: "Why can you hit me and I can't hit you!"
She looked into his eyes with cold eyes.
After a long time, he said coldly: "Let go, my arms are sore."
Feng Wuli felt very uncomfortable. He didn't want to admit defeat, and they had rarely told the truth in the past few days, let alone lying on the same quilt again. Just now, he only offended the master again with a burst of energy, but to say that he It is impossible not to complain or feel awkward about Wang Xilou these days.
He didn't want to let go.
In other words, he didn't want his relationship with Wang Xilou to be like looking at flowers in the mist, like a kite flying into the clouds, and the string in his hand was connected to nowhere. Even if he told him that this was actually a phase, he would wait for her to practice. It would be fine if it was over, but he didn't think about it, not for a few days, not even for a day. He stubbornly felt that he and Wang Xilou were the best in the world, and they were the best in the world at all times. The promise made in childhood was here. It has already given birth to different fruits.
He took a step back: "Kiss me and let me go."
After saying that, he felt a little regretful. After all, with Wang Xilou's world-weary face now, how could he possibly engage in a couple's behavior with him, even though this kind of intimate behavior was not even important in the past?
He was afraid that he would really quarrel with Wang Xilou. He didn't want to quarrel with Wang Xilou so he went to Su Xiaoxin to take her in. But if he took a step back, it would be too ugly for him.
That’s a lot of money——
"Let go." Her tone didn't even waver, her eyes were like deep pools, and Feng Wuli completely sank into her pool, leaving only a string of bubbles popping up to the surface of the pool.
Forget it, he was afraid of looking bad in front of Wang Xilou.
Thinking this, Feng Wuli laughed and let go of the hand that restrained her.
Feng Wuli was about to say something bad to make the situation less embarrassing, but just after he let go of his hand, Wang Xilou raised his hand and hooked the back of his neck.
She tilted her graceful neck and raised her head slightly, her black hair falling down like a waterfall.
The woman touched his lips lightly and stayed there for about two seconds before letting go.
"Kiss me as you press my hand." Her tone was calm, and she said the most seductive words in the calmest tone.
Feng Wuli was still reminiscing about the touch just now, looking down at her face directly, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he swallowed.
The woman said calmly, "This won't work."
Feng Wuli was very embarrassed. It was so early in the morning. Was that something he could control?
However, he immediately turned over and served.
Feeling great.
It was only half past five. I was so tired yesterday and slept so late last night. It was still raining outside. Feng Wuli yawned and went back to sleep.
The kind of sleeping with Master in your arms.
It feels the same as when Wang Xilou hugs her, but because she has a slightly disgusted expression on her face... Feng Wuli likes her even more!
He asked: "You seem to be disgusted?"
Her tone was calm: "There are two voices in my head right now. One tells me to kick you away, and the other tells me to get closer to you."
"Then which voice did you hear?"
She rolled her eyes at him and asked, "Can we get closer now?"
Feng Wuli bit the flesh on the inner wall of his mouth, and suddenly felt that he had been at odds with himself in the past few days.
No matter what his master has become, he is still his Wang Xilou.
"Kiss me again." He pressed close.
Wang Xilou frowned, raised his hand to cover his face, and refused: "Brush your teeth before kissing."
"You didn't brush your teeth just now."
"That's different."
"what is the difference."
She looked disgusted: "You must stick out your tongue."
Feng Wuli was embarrassed and lay back.
The two whispered something.
No matter how indifferent Wang Xilou's tone was and how cold his face was, Feng Wuli seemed to be able to see through the deep pool of water in her eyes. There was a line of small words engraved there, Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli were the best in the world.
They spoke softly.
The sound of rain outside was slow and fast.
In the end there was only the sound of rain.
The two people's breathing intertwined in the room.
