On Thursday, Bai Yu came back. With a secret, he felt that he was a big traitor, so he was a little cautious even when he entered the door.
But this time, the first thing he saw when he came back was not Wang Xiaoba who was sitting on the sofa playing games or watching a drama, but Wen Feng Jin, who was just about to carry the water tower.
I don't know if it was his illusion. After he entered the door, he felt that the air was sucked out for a moment, turning him into cooked food in a vacuum-packed bag.
The cold thing swept across his deadly neck, causing Bai Yu to get goosebumps on his arm.
He shivered, and just as he was about to catch the inexplicable coldness, the coldness dissipated.
So he didn't know, at the moment when he entered the door, Wen Fengjing only took one hundredth of a second to decide to strangle his neck, and remembered Wang Xiaoba's sentence, "There are many right and wrong in front of the widow's door, and love is a light." ', decided to temporarily guard against him.
Wandering around the death line, Bai Yu, who had goosebumps, thought with a big heart: Today's air-conditioning is really enough.
"Mr. Wen."
Bai Yu said hello to him in a low voice, Wang Xiaoba wasn't here, he was a little cowardly at Wen Feng, whose eyes were terrifying.
"Um."
Wen Fengjing responded lightly, and those narrow and strange eyes stared at him quietly.
Like a frog being stared at by a snake, Bai Yu held his breath, and the strong pressure made his cold sweat drip down his forehead, and he even had the illusion that what he had done had been discovered long ago.
But how is it possible? !
If he was found to have poisoned Wang Xiaobaa, would he still be alive now? He thought, that would be screwed off by Big Wen.
"He's resting."
Suddenly, after hearing the wind, the indifferent and handsome silver-haired man was like a god. Even if he didn't make any movements to raise his head, he swept across Bai Yu's face as if looking down. When the other party couldn't hold back and wanted to escape, He picked up the water glass and went upstairs.
"Don't disturb him today."
The final sound was mixed with ice and drifted into the air.
The footsteps were far away, Bai Yu took a breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and hurried back to his own room downstairs.
Wen Feng, who came to the bedroom, closed the door and put the water glass on the bedside table.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and the large soft bed sank and bounced.
Wang Xiaobaa, whose face was not very good, opened her eyes and was startled when she saw Wen Fengjin's expression. She quickly touched her chest and felt relieved by the slow but strong heartbeat.
"I'm not dead? What are you trying to do with this expression? Are you going to transform into a big monster to destroy the world and add a burden to Ultraman, brother?!"
The victim's family! I was so frightened that I thought that when I opened my eyes, I found myself ascending to heaven.
The long and strange eyes were half-closed, and the thick black long, Wang Xiaobaa always thought he would pierce the eyelashes of his lower eyelid, covering the already dark eyes with a shadow.
drink! Wang Xiaobaa smacked her lips, and cautiously said to Wen Fengjin, "Are you going to be blackened?"
"… "
Wen Feng snorted softly with a slight smile, pinched Wang Xiaoba's cheek, and pulled the soft flesh in his hand.
"he came."
he? Wang Xiaoba was stunned for a while, then understood, and then his face became bitter. He pinched his cheek and said vaguely, "Bai Yu is back, alas, it seems that I have to drink medicine again."
"I almost lost my breath the day before yesterday, and I haven't raised it yet and drank it today."
Wang Xiaoba tragically threw off Wen Feng's claws that rubbed his face, turned his head and shrank under the covers, "It's so poisonous, one word is really poisonous."
"Regret?"
Wen Feng said lightly, but a sinister light flashed in his eyes, as if Wang Xiaoba would break Bai Yu's neck if he regretted it!
The next moment, Wang Xiaobaa turned around suddenly, and immediately caught Wen Fengjin's expression.
"I knew it!" Wang Xiaoba rolled his eyes, "What do you think about you!"
"It's nothing." Wen Fengjing didn't feel nervous about being caught. In the blink of an eye, everything was gone. Instead, he smiled and said lightly, "I'm thinking of you."
Seeing that he didn't admit it, Wang Xiaobaa didn't get annoyed, but instead showed little tiger teeth and laughed.
He said: "widow~"
"… "
A smug smile froze on his face.
Wang Xiaobaa smirked again and said, "Love is a light~"
"… "
Wen Feng was silent.
Wang Xiaobaa: "Green..."
"To shut up!"
"Pfft hahaha!"
Looking at the little bastard who was laughing and rolling on the bed, Wen Feng grinded his teeth, and the slender brow raised Lao Gao looked like he was about to get angry, but he showed a helpless smile in less than three seconds.
Leaning over to suppress the twisted person, the bright peach blossom eyes of the smile are as clear as the sky after the rain, and the warm face shows a smile.
But that face was the color of a fiasco, and there was no blood on his lips. The blood sacrifice forcibly drained his vitality. That kind of pupil was no less than death once, and his vitality was severely damaged.
It hurts to hear the wind.
Senior brother didn't want him to be overly aggressive, so he made fun of it, his senior brother, his sleeping lamp, his little baa... He never made inappropriate jokes.
He will only bring happiness and warmth to other people's efforts.
From the greed of the millennium Northland to the turbulent era of rancidity, I also try to like everyone in the academy with good ideas.
As young as the aunt who served him more dishes in the canteen of the academy, as big as she gave him the unfortunate self of his life...
Lord Demon Lord has been cruel all his life, he has tasted all the pain and loss in the world, and he has also endowed countless people with pain and despair, but it does not mean that he will not feel distressed.
He will.
Right now, his heart is throbbing and throbbing, and it hurts so much that he wants to let him lock the people who work hard and laugh in the coffin of the mausoleum, or eat them directly, so that he can't escape and no one can hurt him.
Make yourself feel no more pain.
But it couldn't be done. Lord Mojun failed once. He forced himself to imprison the love in front of him to the bone, engraved it on his soul, and even became a person who has been obsessed with it for thousands of years.
However, the first life is bleak, and it will be the end.
Wen Fengjin lowered his head and covered Wang Xiaobaa's lips, allowing her to kiss, her dry lips and mouth were bitter.
Wang Xiaoba raised her head and closed her eyes, still a little shy.
After a while, Wen Feng let go of him, and finally dyed the unpleasant pale face crimson, feeling a little better, he hooked his lips and said:
"I told Bai Yu that you have to rest today and let him find you tomorrow. I will give you twice as much blood today. I will lie down with you, okay?"
Wen Fengjin was lying on his side on the bed, supporting his head with one hand and looking down at the person who was panting on the bed, while the other hand gave Wang Xiaobaa the messy hair that was tangled on his cheeks a little bit behind his ears, the black ones were slightly tight and long. Pants and a grey sweetheart-collared shirt framed his slender figure.
Smell the wind is so good looking...
Wang Xiaoba, who was breathing slowly by the kiss, covered half of his face with the quilt, and his face was a little red.
"The wind is gone, hehe."
Listening to his smirk, he knew that his lover was going to be stupid, Big Brother Wen remained silent for a second before replying.
"Um"
Wang Xiaoba whispered hehehehe.
"Well, I want to bang bang bang."
"… "
Wen Fengjing twitched the corners of his mouth: "No, your body can't take it."
"I know, I just think about it, you made me addicted to my mouth, hehe." Wang Xiaoba covered her face and muttered shyly, "Papapa."
"… "
"Clap clap, hey hey, clap clap."
"… "
"Hey hey, smack..."
'laugh'
Wen Fengqing unzipped his pants silently: "You said, do you want to be addicted to your mouth?"
"… "
"… "
I suspect you're driving, and I have proof!
Seeing that Wen Fengjing really wanted to take off, Wang Xiaoba screamed and hurriedly shouted: "I don't want to, I don't want to! Good night!"
The dog's life is critical, fast break sleep!
Seeing Wang Xiaobaa wrapping herself into a zongzi on the bed, Wen Feng laughed out a low voice, the tips of Wang Xiaobaa's ears reddened with the hoarse subwoofer, and then he was hugged by the man behind him.
'Little Sweet Zongzi' twisted and was slapped lightly on his body. He heard the wind and said, "Don't touch you, go to sleep, I will hold you to sleep."
Hearing that, Little Sweet Zongzi rolled, rolled into the man's arms, adjusted her posture to find a good position, and squinted her eyes firmly on her firm chest.
Wen Feng admired the sleeping face of the shy little sweet dumpling for a while, then closed his eyes and tightened his arms to rest.
The two big zongzi that didn't need to eat just slept for a day.
When he went downstairs the next day, Bai Yu sat on the sofa with a very bad face, and the black face that could absorb light appeared to make people feel 'pale white'.
It is conceivable how rough and restless his mood is now. Like a spy who has just entered the industry, the sound of his heartbeat is so loud that Wang Xiaobaa and Wen Feng can hear it.
Seeing him like this, Wang Xiaobaa felt much less dissatisfaction with Bai Yu in her heart. Bai Yu didn't even know that she was exposed and was worried every day, and he already knew the feeling that everything was counted...
… quite pleasant.
It's like the hero who is too smart in a TV show.
Wang Xiaomei pursed her lips and almost didn't laugh.
When he went downstairs, Bai Yu also heard footsteps and quickly turned to look over.
Bai Yu's heart trembled when she saw a look of weakness on her once fair face.
This must be the effect of the medicine, the rotten smell of long-term illness is like his mother who died of illness back then, the smell of 'death' comes out from the bones.
Bai Yu couldn't be more familiar with it, and Big Brother Wen also said yesterday that Xiaobaa is uncomfortable...
It's all my fault... Bai Yu's nose turned sour and almost couldn't help crying. He lowered his head and walked in front of Wang Xiaobaa, Wen Fengjin passed by him, the corners of his eyes swept across his reddish eyes, and he sneered silently.
fake people...
"Xiaobaa... Are you feeling unwell?" Bai Yu endured it, but couldn't hold back, he said, "Why don't you go to the hospital for a look!"
Go to the hospital to see if you are exposed, stupid child.
Wang Xiaobaa twitched the corners of her mouth, not expecting that one day when he was poisoned, he would lie for the poisoned prisoner.
He said, "No need, it should have been eaten by the black donkey's hoof in the tomb palace."
Bai Yu clenched her palm tightly: "It's still..."
"I really don't need it." Wang Xiaobaa was afraid that Bai Yu couldn't help confessing everything, so they and An Kai would be playing in vain, so they quickly changed the subject.
"Are you hungry? I haven't eaten anything good these days, eh? Did you buy any ingredients in the refrigerator?"
"Ah?" Bai Yu was interrupted, a little hesitant to bend, "I bought it, I bought it..."
"That's fine."
Wang Xiaoba patted him on the shoulder and pushed him to sit next to the sofa, and said with a smile, "You and Wen Fengjin will wait for me to cook from here." After speaking, he turned around and ran.
"I..." Bai Yugang was about to say something, when Wen Fengjin suddenly gave him a fluttering look.
In these eyes, Bai Yu felt the words "shut up": "..."
The refrigerator was opened and closed tightly, and the sound of Jingling sugar palms cutting vegetables and turning the seasoning bottle came from the kitchen. After a while, the aroma of the soy pot floated over.
Warm up the cold atmosphere of the living room.
Wen Feng was no longer emitting cold air, and Bai Yu also loosened the tight back.
This familiar sound and fragrance are the fireworks in the world and the warmth of home.
While eating familiar food at the dinner table, Bai Yu started to choked up again. He went to the kitchen to serve Wang Xiaobaa a bowl of soup alone, and what was in it was self-evident.
However, he will look at Tang for a while, and Wang Xiaoba for a while.
I looked at Tang again for a while, and Wang Xiaobaa again for a while.
a while...
"… "
Tsk, Wang Xiaoba was worried for him.
Aren't you kidding me by saying something to poison this little idiot? Wang Xiaoba was exhausted by hearing the news.
Maybe it's your own kind of how you look at it. Wen Feng glanced back lightly.
In Wang Xiaobaa's painful eyes, finally, he handed the cold bowl of soup to Wang Xiaobaa.
"Xiaobaa, it's time for soup..."
Bai Yu's expression is tragic and solemn, as if he is the one who wants to drink poison.
Even Wang Xiaobaa had a feeling of "Dalang, it's time to drink the medicine...".
Brackets... He is also that Pan Jinlian!
[The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Bai Yu: I am not Dalang!
Wang Xiaobaa: What would I be if Pan Jinlian heard everything? Oh~ Ximen Qing ha ha ha ha
Smell the wind: …
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