June 19, Sunday, sunny.
There has been no rain in Junsha for two days, and the cicadas are chirping like a waterfall. The hot afternoon in the city reminds people of words like heat, death, and vultures. The world outside the door is so bright under the scorching sun that it can be seen by the naked eye to be three times brighter. It was so dazzling that it was suspected that staring at the glowing ground for a long time could cause people to suffer from snow blindness. The huge white cumulus clouds were frozen in the clear sky motionless, and neither the trees nor the old lady cooling off under the banyan tree moved. The TV was on. During the summer hit drama, the seat fan in the room shook its head, turned to the right and lifted up a few pages of the calendar, and then the calendar fell down when it was turned back.
What goes around comes around.
Wang Xilou is a person who cares about face very much. She can have no money, but she cannot lose face. She has seen Feng Wuli look up at her with admiration when she was a child, so she stubbornly feels that she is the master, and the master cannot be worse than the apprentice. Yes, but later, his height, assets, and cultivation were surpassed.
Now people are also being surpassed.
She couldn't believe that there was nothing she could do to outdo him.
So in the past few days, she had been very energetic and determined to find her apprentice to show off.
But as the saying goes, men are afraid of thirty and women are afraid of eighteen.
Although her baby bump is not eighteen this year but nineteen, it is still scary.
So she always comes to embarrass people, and keeps embarrassing her, countless times.
This summer is absurd and meaningful.
If the relationship between people is like water in a cup, Feng Wuli always felt that the cup between him and Wang Xilou was already full, and it was so full that it kept overflowing. They were full-level characters with no room for growth. He and Wang Xilou Xilou is already the best in the world, and it will be the same in the future.
Is the last step important?
Feng Wuli always felt insignificant.
But after he actually stepped out, he realized that it wasn't the case.
At that moment, I realized like a revelation - I need to love her more, I need to love her even more than before, I need to work hard to love her, I want to be good to her, I want to show her my heart and lungs, I want to prove myself.
To put it simply, it was like the first time Leng Tou Qing slept with a girl. He was restless and guilty, scratching his head and saying, "Don't worry, girl!" I will be good to you all my life!
He was too young, and occasionally could not distinguish between love and sex, so that he felt that he loved Wang Xilou more. Only when the tide was low, at sunset, when the wind was calm, he faced the calm sea and sat quietly next to the woman. Realize that this is the sea now, and what was just now was just waves.
There will always be waves and the sea will always be there.
But this does not prevent Feng Wuli from feeling that his master is so good-looking and cute now. Why is she so great? How could there be such a good woman? I will treat you well all my life!
Feng Wuli felt that the clearly full glass of water slowly began to turn into wine. He felt that the max-level character could suddenly super evolve.
Their relationship could actually go further.
Just like now, on such a hot day, the two of them didn't mind the heat, so they just sat on the sofa and hugged each other.
As the saying goes, falling in love makes people a fool.
Feng Wuli watched her playing with her mobile phone, and he had no intention of watching TV. He always wanted to know what she was doing and thinking: "What are you doing?"
“Change avatar on WeChat…”
"Why change your avatar?"
Aunt Wang frowned and thought: "That's it, what's it called, the lover's avatar..."
Why did the old lady suddenly become so fashionable? Feng Wuli was startled: "Couple's profile picture?"
"That's right, change the couple avatar. Master wants to use it with you." She looked at her phone and asked, "Oh, don't look at Master, where is the plot?"
She was asking about the TV series "Story of Yanxi Palace". She was watching a rerun of it. She didn't watch it last night and had to make up for it today. It seemed like the finale would be tomorrow night.
As for why she didn't watch it last night, it was obviously her problem. She had to blame him, and she even asked herself to watch the replay with her today.
"...The seventh elder brother just died in the sea of fire."
"Help Master keep an eye on the sentry!"
It's amazing. What kind of new genre is this to watch dramas? You have to arrange for people to stand guard. Feng Wuli is helpless.
She turned her head, pecked him on the face and said, "I reward you," and then looked back at the phone with a serious face.
Like an ordinary little girl.
Feng Wuli hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her neck, watching her change her avatar, and playing with her feet dishonestly. Aunt Wang didn't care at all. When she saw a bear and a rabbit, she turned around and asked, "Just use this." How about it?"
"Can."
She pecked him again, like a woodpecker.
"You use the bear's, and Master uses the rabbit's."
"OK."
"This Erqing is so bad, she is nothing!"
"I don't know him..."
She is a woman with a strong ability to empathize. She said angrily: "This person was ungrateful and killed Queen Chunyuan. Hey! It means that the master didn't know about this back then. If the master knows about it, he will go directly to the palace and kill this bad woman." Kill her to protect Queen Chunyuan."
If Queen Chunyuan knew about it, she would have to ask a dream to thank you.
Feng Wuli sighed: "This is false. There is no such thing in history."
Aunt Wang raised her eyebrows: "Really?"
She asked again: "Then the legend of Wu Mei Niang that Frantai read before, you said it was true."
"Some of that one is true, and this one is completely false. It is just as fictional as Princess Huanzhu."
Wang Xilou frowned. She seemed to be thinking. Feng Wuli looked at her thinking and really wanted to know what was going on in her little head.
They found that while they were chatting, the topic suddenly stopped again.
The two of them are a bit like young lovers who have just established a relationship, happy but awkward, pretentious and artificial.
In fact, this has been settled. They were just awkward two days ago. They even asked for half an hour if they love me, how much they love me, and who loves whom more - ugh!
After the relationship progressed further, the period of passionate love appeared for the master and apprentice.
She picked up the topic again, but it seemed like she was running out of words to talk about: "Why is the weather so hot these two days?"
"It's very hot. It hasn't rained in several days."
"Right, Junsha is a place where it's extremely hot in the summer and extremely cold in the winter."
"If it's hot... why don't you hug her first?" He came up with a bad idea.
Both were silent for a while, then said nothing.
"Master, let me tell you, how bad this Erqing is..." She kept her treasures in mind, as if sharing the treasures she had packed with him. Feng Wuli listened patiently and occasionally asked questions, which made Wang Xilou more eager to talk.
Anyway, it is extremely hot, but they still have to stick together. The young man and woman who have just shown off their madness will find it hard to dislike them now. The bastard looks at Mung Bean and feels that the other person's sweat smells delicious.
As he talked, the topic moved away again.
"Would you like to go out to play during the summer vacation?" Feng Wuli suggested.
"Where to go?"
"Go to the beach, Penglangyu, and drive my mother's car. She complained that she couldn't even use the car after buying it."
She chuckled: "My mother is a homebody more than me. She stays in the apartment during the holidays and doesn't go out or go to school. She definitely doesn't need a car."
"She's a bit socially anxious..."
She smiled maliciously: "It seems a bit."
"going or not?"
"go."
"When your second stage of training is over, take Ponu Chifu and the others with you."
"You arrange it."
"Okay, you should be done with these two days, right?"
"What happened in the past two days, hey, it's already five o'clock, and we haven't cooked yet."
Feng Wuli let go of her, inexplicably feeling a little reluctant to let go. It was really inexplicable. We spent a lot of time together, so what was there to be reluctant to let go of.
While Wang Xilou was putting on his slippers, he thought about it and asked casually: "Would you like to come down and watch Master cook?"
He followed up with his head down: "Then let me see how you cook."
Another piece of it stuck.
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