'Boom boom boom! '
'Boom boom boom! '
From the stairs came the sound of fast running from far to near. Wen Fengjin, who changed into his nightgown and planned to lie in the coffin, frowned and looked at the door.
The next moment, the door was slammed open, and a wet and slick little white man broke into Wen Feng's line of sight.
"Xiao Wenzi! I have long hair!"
"..." Wen Fengjin was silent for a while, his narrow and deep eyes slowly drooping, passing the smooth belly with water droplets and the sunken navel from the pink fruit.
In the end, it landed on a small thing that was also wet and slammed a little because of running...
"Well." Wen Fengjin said, "It's long, it's pretty."
Wang Xiaoba, who was frightened to turn into a hamster, was stunned when she saw Wen Fengjin's gaze, and lowered her head. Then she saw her little brother who was shivering in the air-conditioning.
"… "
"Ah!" Wang Xiaobaa's face blushed, and he picked up the nightgown that was placed on the chair next to him, and put it on regardless of whether he was wet or not.
After wrapping up the clothes, Wang Xiaoba became annoyed and said, "I'm not talking about that hair! It's my chest! It's my chest! I just saw in the mirror that my chest and shoulders are all red with feather-like lines!"
"Zongzi is also a corpse! Feng Jing, do you think I'm going to grow hair after the expiration date?"
Hearing the wind: "..."
Wang Xiaoba was silent after seeing the wind and didn't speak, thinking that she had guessed right, and she was even more scared: "It used to be fine, why are there so many red tattoos all of a sudden? Is it too hot in summer, will my body still rot in a few days? eh... Forget it, let me die."
Thinking of the hideous-looking zombies in horror movies, with dark nails and black hair all over, Wang Xiao blew out a cry.
Wen Fengjin frowned, stepped out of the coffin and walked to Wang Xiaobaa's side, holding his wet hair with one hand, and swept his palm over the long dripping hair, and white water vapor quickly became dry and fluffy.
The other hand stretched out his fingers and gently lifted Wang Xiaobaa's nightgown, the loose nightgown slipped off, the rounded shoulders and the prominent collarbone outlined a beautiful arc, and the smooth, clean skin without any extra lines was tender and youthful. With the endless life force hidden under this slow-beating body.
And the red feather pattern in Wang Xiaobaa's mouth did not appear on him.
The cold sharpened fingertips pressed against the skin, pressed a small depression, and swept the thin chest along the collarbone, and finally the entire palm covered the position of the heart.
Wang Xiaobaa flinched in fear.
His long and narrow eyebrows drooped down, and Wen Feng could feel the body trained by him, without finding any problems.
"Zombies do have a layer of hair on their skin, and the color of the hair can tell how old a zombie is." Wen Fengjin released his palm and pinched Wang Xiaobaa's chin, causing the worried face to rise.
The clear eyes reflected a man with silver hair curling up and down, handsome enough to be a little sharp.
Looking at his figure in those eyes, Wen Fengjin felt better, and his thin rosy lips drew an arc.
"But you are not a real zombie. You were raised by my blood sacrifice. Even after getting the part of Yan Chun, your heart can beat slowly now. Xiaobaa, you are no different from the year before. Are you sure you are not too nervous today?"
"It shouldn't be, I did see it..." Wang Xiaobaa carefully recalled what he saw in the mirror just now, but at that time the mirror was also smoked by hot water, and he was a little suspicious after hearing the wind.
Wang Xiaobaa said, "That thing looks like a tattoo, it's red, and it looks like a feather."
After hearing the news, he thought for a while, "What did you do just now?"
"It's nothing, I just took a hot shower."
"Hot water..."
Wen Fengjin suddenly wrapped his arms around Wang Xiaobaa's waist, Wang Xiaobaa stumbled and bumped his forehead against his chest. Before he could ask anything, something soft was placed behind his ears, and he forced her to allow it. Suck.
"!!!"
With her bright forehead pressed against her firm chest, Wang Xiaoba stretched out her fingers and tightly clenched the soft nightgown on Wenfeng's chest, closed her eyes and blushed and endured.
After half a minute.
A hoarse bass sounded overhead, invading his celestial cover and brain.
But at this moment, he said: "Okay."
All right? What's up? Wang Xiaobaa was pushed away by her shoulders, but Wen Fengjin's face was neither gentle nor smiling, those deep eyes stared coldly at the position of his neck.
Wang Xiaobaa also tilted her head to look at her shoulder.
"Fuck, it's here again!"
I saw red and thin lines wrapped around his left chest and shoulders and spread to his neck, forming many feather-shaped totems.
Wen Fengjin's face sank, and when he pressed on the pattern, he started with the same smooth skin, without any protrusions, nor was it a simple tattoo engraved on the skin, but a red line buried in flesh and blood.
Wen Feng pressed the piece of skin, "Does it hurt?"
Wang Xiaoba shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it at all. I didn't have this thing before. Could it be because of Zhenbei and that person named Yan Chun?"
"This is not certain, and it may also be related to the medicinal power of the elixir. After all, there is only one without any documentation, and no predecessors know what will happen after taking the elixir."
Looking at this feather pattern, Wen Fengjing's first thought was 'Ascension to Immortal', something beyond his control made his face look ugly, and his fingers rubbed over that place.
He said: "Wait for a night and see. If it is the efficacy of the elixir, we can only observe it slowly."
Wang Xiaobaa nodded, and after a while, the lines on his body disappeared again, and the two of them lay back in the coffin. After the lights were turned off, the room was dark, Wang Xiaobaa pressed against Wen Fengjing tightly, and screamed for a while. : "Xiao Wenzi." After a while, he called out, "The wind is gone."
Wen Fengjin was not impatient, he let Wang Xiaoba rest on his shoulder, kissing his hair swirl one after another.
"Go to sleep, I'll watch over you." The magnetic voice comforted gently, giving Wang Xiaobaa a great sense of security.
"Yeah." He replied, closed his eyes and squinted for a while, still couldn't help peeking at his shoulder in the dark, or looked up at Wen Fengjin's chin, and suddenly a cool kiss pressed against his. on the eyelids.
The eyes that were subjected to the external force automatically narrowed, leaving only one big eye that blinked uncomfortably.
"Little Wenzi..."
"Um?"
"Will I become a birdman with feathers all over my body in the future?"
"… Won't."
"Little Wenzi."
"Um?"
"In case, in case I really become a birdman, you will still..."
"meeting."
"...So determined? Don't you hesitate?"
"Um."
"... I will become such a big bird in the future. What if I want to sleep in the bird's nest instead of the coffin?"
"Back to the underground palace, the acacia tree can put the bird's nest."
"What if I still lay eggs?"
"pregnancy."
"What about raw eggs? Steamed or fried? Haha, I like steamed egg custard with salt."
"Don't eat, hatch."
"... Hatched a nest of little bird people? When I think of my son and daughter eating worms all over the house every day, who would raise them? I don't raise them."
"I keep it."
"… "
Wang Xiaoba was silent for a while, then pulled off Wen Feng's loose pajamas and buried his face in it, he said sullenly:
"Don't you dislike it? Birdman!"
No one uttered a word above his head for a long time, Wang Xiaoba was about to raise his head in doubt, when he heard Fengjin say honestly, "...disgusting."
Wang Xiaobaa: "..." You're done, you're dead, I'll kick you in the crotch and make you scumbag cut off your offspring!
Wang Xiaoba, who grinned and wanted to give Wen Feng a bite, was about to open his mouth and bite the meat in front of him.
He added, "If you were born, you won't."
Wang Xiaoba paused, put his teeth away, and quietly wiped the saliva on it, and silently stuffed his face back.
"...Xiao Wenzi."
"Um?"
"I'm afraid I can't sleep and I don't want to be a birdman."
"I'll accompany you."
"Then you can sing to me, maybe I will fall asleep listening to it."
Wang Xiaobaa just said this. He didn't expect Wen Fengjing to really hum the ancient nursery rhyme of the Northern Kingdom that he had hummed before. He muttered, "I taught you this" and stopped talking.
The sound of the wind is really nice.
The rustling, cold, with a special magnetic bass, the moment it comes out of the throat, it will make people feel itchy in the ears.
There was no extra light in the dim coffin, and the illuminating night pearl was taken off and covered with the double phoenix red quilt. Wang Xiaoba squinted and listened to the nursery rhyme beside her ear. After struggling a few times, she fell asleep.
When he woke up the next day, the sky was already bright, and he found himself still in Wenfengjin's arms. He opened his eyes as soon as he touched Wenfengjin: "Awake?"
Wang Xiaoba stretched her stiff waist and asked him, "Well, didn't you sleep last night?"
"I don't need sleep." After Wen Fengjin finished speaking, he put his hand on Wang Xiaobaa's neck and observed it, but there was still nothing on it.
After a whole night of fear, this thing didn't hurt or itch, and they didn't even know what it was.
So he also comforted Wen Feng and said a few words, continuing to do what he should do. No matter what happens tomorrow, life must continue for now.
Bai Yu, who was downstairs, had already woken up early to clean up the housework consciously. Wang Xiaoba went downstairs to wash and went into the kitchen to make breakfast, while upstairs Wen Fengjing was standing in front of the small desk with Bai Yu's cardboard box. He took out a book and opened it, the bottom of his drooping eyes flickered with an unknown light.
After Bai Yu moved in, Wang Xiaomei often joked with him. Although her memory was restored, Wang Xiaomei was most impressed by the carefree college life. Bai Yu was also a typical little sand sculpture, and the two gathered to watch it together. Every TV show can laugh with laughter until my stomach hurts.
Wang Xiaobaa didn't tell Bai Yu what was going on around his neck, and he himself observed it for a day.
But today, nothing happened!
Is it really a side effect of the pill
Wang Xiaobaa couldn't figure it out either. When it was time to cook dinner, he wanted to fry steak, but there was no more butter.
Olive oil can also be used, but they don't have it at home!
Wang Xiaoba pulled his throat and shouted: "The wind is gone - we have no butter in our house!"
"No more? I'll go buy it!" Bai Yu said, poking at the kitchen door frame.
Wang Xiaobaa thought about it and said, "Let Fengjin buy it. There is a supermarket near my house that sells these things. You may not know it, and Fengjin is faster."
Bai Yu scratched his head when he remembered Wen Fengjing's flying over the eaves and walls, "Yes."
After a while, Mr. Wen, the royal 'running errand', came downstairs, and he had already changed his clothes. He skillfully picked up the keys and mobile phone on the table to buy butter.
Without any dissatisfaction on her face being treated as errands, Bai Yu secretly sighed: It seems that this family is still Wang Xiaobaa standing at the top of the food chain!
ten minutes later.
Wang Xiaoba, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound of the doorbell. He went out and saw that Bai Yu also heard the doorbell coming out of the room.
Bai Yu was about to open the door and muttered, "The speed is amazing, I'll be back so soon."
Wang Xiaobaa frowned when she heard that, no, it takes twenty minutes for Wen Fengjin to go there normally.
"Wait, don't open the door yet."
"Ah?" Bai Yu immediately released the door handle and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
An inexplicable feeling accumulated in his heart, Wang Xiaoba didn't speak, but walked quickly to the door of the villa and unscrewed the cover above the cat's eye.
Because it was night, and the man turned his back to the light, he could only see that he was a very ordinary-looking man, dressed in home clothes, like a neighbor knocking on the door, but they rarely saw neighbors nearby, and they occasionally passed by. He left in a hurry, without saying that he would stop to talk.
"Could it be that I'm thinking too much... Da Bai, look, why do I think this person is weird." Wang Xiaoba gave Da Bai his place.
Bai Yu leaned over to look at Maoyan suspiciously, "What's the matter? Isn't it Big Brother Wen?"
Wang Xiaobaa watched Bai Yu stick it to the cat's eye for a while and then suddenly stopped moving. When he turned around, his face was full of fear.
He lowered his voice and said tremblingly, "It's that person—it's that person!!!"
Wang Xiaoba frowned: "That person? What that person?"
Bai Yu's pupils tightened, her face turned pale, and while holding down Wang Xiaoba's shoulders and retreating to the sofa, she collapsed and lowered her voice, shouting, "It's the alien who almost killed me before!"
"!!!"
What the hell! This man actually came to the door! Wang Xiaobaa's expression also changed, but he suddenly remembered that he was still in the air!
His little Wenzi is really in the air every day, and he will blow this cargo away in minutes!
Thinking of this, Wang Xiaobaa suddenly ignited his ambition and comforted Dabai, who was in a group.
"How dare you come to the door! Don't be afraid of Dabai, watch me let my little Wenzi beat him to death!"
"Mr. Wen is really fine." Bai Yu covered her face, "But he's not at home now!"
"… "
Oh, he forgot about it.
Bai Yu said, "... what should we do now?"
Wang Xiaobaa sighed: "I think we can be afraid now."
Bai Yu: "..."
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