Chapter 46: Habitual disguise

‘Ding—ding—
"Um--who is it early in the morning--"
Wang Xiaoma sat up with her sleepy hair closed and closed her eyes. She reached out and touched the outside of the coffin, and finally touched the mobile phone that kept shaking. Only then did her eyes open a small gap. Press the green button.
"Hello~" Wang Xiaolan yawned, and said with a listless voice, "Who?"
Sister Lei across the phone smiled when he heard his sleepy voice, "It's me, Sister Lei, I..."
A thin but moist red lips leaned against the mobile phone, to be precise, close to the soft ears. Its owner, with the lazy unfading early in the morning, put his chin on Wang Xiaoma's shoulders, his head silver Long hair wrapped them.
"Who is it, brother..." The hoarse and bass sounded like electric current through the mobile phone's microphone. Bringing some kind of hormones that a man in the morning will have penetrates the eardrum and itches from the ear to the brain...
People like Sister Lei made a shock, changed the phone from left to right, rubbed their ears, and couldn't help but blush.
"Cough, am I bothering you."
"Huh? No." Wang Xiaoba didn't understand what she meant, and took the phone away and looked at the time and posted it back: "It's already half past six, and we'll get up in a moment."
He didn't hear it, but the smell near the phone was heard.
His lips slowly pulled up. He deliberately clamped Wang Xiaomao's ears with his two lips and forced his lips slightly between the phone and his skin.
‘Stain! ’
The sound of little water is infinitely amplified.
Wang Xiaoma was agitated, and Sister Lei rubbed her lower nose without expression.
I also said that I didn’t bother. What did the old aunt who had been pregnant with a single mother for more than thirty years feel like this in the morning? Burn you guys, believe it or not? !
"Don't make trouble!" Wang Xiaoma blushed and covered the place where he was bitten with a blush and whispered to warn that he had left him, relying on the man with a dark smile on the coffin.
The man smirked, and the foul low smile made Wang Xiaoma turn away and answered the phone, and behind him, he heard the wind with a nasal voice with a salty, nonchalant hum, and his eyes wanted to eat people and stare quietly. Take Wang Xiaoba back.
I haven't done it in a long time.
Wen Feng's elbows rested on the edge of the coffin wall, the back of his hand gently supported the side of the face, a large piece of chest skin emerged from the loose nightgown, and a silver thread hung down the shoulders to the red coffin, Beauty is like a knife, but unfortunately the person on the other side did not appreciate it.
"Sister Lei, do you have anything to do with us?" Wang Xiaola asked.
Sister Lei slowed down the dog food she was just fed and the'electricity' she just said: "Zhenbei was sentenced to death and executed yesterday."
Wang Xiao stunned, his face relaxed and sleepy woke up, and when he mentioned Zhen Bei, he remembered Zhen Bei's bright smiling face and twisted personality.
"...Well, I know."
"The Zhen family is now in a mess. Zhen Hao was killed by Zhen Bei, not to mention, Zhen Bei was sent to prison again, and now there is a Zhen Mu left in the Zhen family, and this matter also affects the Zhen family, now The Zhen family was bleak, and Madam Zhen went crazy after hearing that Zhen Hao was gone. She even wanted to send Zhen Mu to prison. She kept saying that Zhen Mu was the murderer."
Sister Lei remembered that Zhenmu was kneeling on the ground while carrying out the death sentence in Zhenbei. The scene of howling and crying was a bit uncomfortable.
Even the one who had no brains to raise Zhen Hao even raised a living evil spirit, Zhen Bei, and finally wanted to send the only son who still had true feelings to the Zhen family.
"The Zhen family is a bunch of stupid!" she scolded. "Damn, that stupid girl!"
Upon hearing this news, Wang Xiaoma was also very speechless to the parents of the Zhen family, desperately petting his elder son, and then letting the other two sons be buried together?
It's really the same rice to keep hundreds of people.
"What about later?" Wang Xiaomei asked, frowning softly.
Sister Lei sighed on the phone, "That old lady is crazy, after all, Zhenmu has some friendship with me, and I naturally have to manage it. But everyone who was'under the ground' knew well, and it was me, Ronaldinho, and Zhen who survived. Mu, it's self-evident who sent Zhenbei in. This matter is a bit troublesome... Now the Zhen family is biting like a mad dog. To be honest, I'm a little troublesome here."
Before Wang Xiaoba said, Sister Lei smiled heartily again, "But don't worry, who am I afraid of Jiang Leilei?! These years are not vegetarians! The rest of the resort is rested, and I am satisfied with Liao Yuejian, and I can also change my craft to eat in the future, ah!
"Most of the things you gave me before were auctioned out. Gee, my dear mother, you don't know how much money you took. Alas, your cup of water is enough for me to buy luxury for ten years."
Wang Xiaoma thought of the balance in the card and couldn't help laughing.
I am also a rich man, hehe, hehe...
Sister Lei was even happier when he heard his laughter. She really felt that Wang Xiaozai was not like the big dumplings in the tomb palace, and the smell of the wind was really like it, but as soon as she saw Wang Xiaozai, she felt that she saw the house. The little child was so obsessed that he stretched his head and rubbed his head.
"Ah, well, the strange weapon you used to pay attention to was the one used by Zhenbei." Lei said, "I still have eyebrows."
"Ah!?" Wang Xiaomei asked quickly: "Do you know who did it?"
"Yes, that weapon appeared twenty years ago, and there were several "down to the ground" who were holding it. The person who made this thing was Baicheng, but then such a large weapon and Baicheng soon disappeared, and there is no information. ."
"That's..." The weapon looks like it was specifically used to kill Wen Feng and the "human" like him. Wang Xiaomei didn't know if he thought too much, and he was always uneasy. Now The clue broke, and Lei estimated that no more information could be found.
After Sister Lei comforted him, Wang Xiao smiled, "Actually, it's just that I'm more attentive, right Sister Lei, waiting for the storm to pass, can you bother you?"
Sister Lei chuckled, "If there is any trouble, please!"
Wang Xiaomei frowned, "I want to build a temple on that mountain...it doesn't matter how much it costs. The name of the temple is'Xuanfeng'."
At that time, he wore it to the ancient times and came to Xuanfeng Academy. The seedlings planted by the door and the children who had been taught were always engraved in his mind.
He hated the academy, but that hatred would not include everyone.
Wen Feng's anger and despair made him wipe out all kindness and tolerance, and ruthlessly destroyed the door of the academy...
Even now, Wen Fengjin seems to have a lot of smiles and a lot of mildness, but after recovering his memory, he knows too much about Wen Feng's exhaustion. Those smiles and'kindness' are just that he is doing what he likes, like Do tasks like in the game.
If it is not a task, do you have any feelings for npc?
Wang Xiaoba doesn't like killing, he will converge and change himself when he gets the wind. When Wang Xiaoma wants to live a normal life, he will stay on the ground with a smile, and eat and walk with Wang Xiaoba every day, go shopping malls and supermarkets... …
Wang Xiaoma has no doubt that if he kills himself, he will become another face when he hears the wind
Wenfeng didn't change, he was used to disguise.
He is also afraid of Wang Xiaohua’s death and refusal thousands of years ago. It is an instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm. He wants to please the people he likes and wants to stand in front of Wang Xiaobai perfectly.
That is also a disguised bondage.
[I am the one who best meets your requirements, you can only choose me]
Love is possessive, lustful, and exclusive, and this aspect has been magnified many times by Wen Fengjin.
Saving people and obeying the rules are all multiple choice questions that Wenfeng makes when he is pleased, like a strategy game.
Outside of the game, indifferent and arrogant talks and laughs do not stay for thousands of miles.
It's not annoying... Wang Xiaoba turned his head and looked at him with his arms and chuckled at him, with an unruly and evil man.
It's a bit tricky.
He and Sister Lei said a few more casually, and Wang Xiaozai hung up the phone.
The man with the bitter fragrance medicine came together, the silver hair invaded the black side, the soft and incredible lips fleshed against each other, the hand holding the mobile phone was grasped, inserted into the gap and held together...
After a kiss, the wind blows Wang Xiaoxiao, who is breathing, to his arms and kisses his hair.
"I kind of wanted it."
"No, there is someone downstairs you forgot."
"..."
"Huh."
"...What's up hurry up."
Wang Xiaozai left the coffin and sorted out his clothes, but walked out to help him fasten his belt before he got his fully open robe.
He heard Wang Xiaozai say that he would build a temple on the former site of Xuanfeng Academy, but Wenfeng didn't care at all.
Cool fingertips crossed the belt...
The long, narrow black pupil that occupies most of the eye socket is extremely thin.
He is dead, he has no time to remember.
...
Downstairs, Bai Yu, who had been soberly wrapped in a blanket, squatted on the sofa to reveal his eyes.
Want to go... Maybe someone outside is waiting for him to throw himself in.
Stay... Upstairs still lives two guys who don’t know what race they sleep in.
Ah, why life is so difficult! Bai Yu shed tears of sorrow, but before he finished his self-pity, footsteps were heard from the building. At that moment, Bai Yumao exploded, and his eyes stared at the two people who gradually came down.
"You're awake." After going downstairs, Wang Xiaomei greeted him casually, and went to the bathroom to wash, and followed him after hearing the wind.
What kind of white jade would have been wide-eyed, he thought: Hey? Is this sentence over? Don't you want to kill me? How dare you even threaten?
Bai Yu just stared at Wang Xiaoma after they finished washing, and then watched them walk into the kitchen, and...
Actually there is no lying trough!
"That..." Bai Yu raised his hand weakly. "Don't you just let me go?"
Wang Xiaoba, who served breakfast at the table, looked at him unclearly, "Otherwise?"
Bai Yu: "...at least threaten, if I tell you your story!?"
Wang Xiaoba didn't speak yet, put the bowl down when he heard the wind, looked at him lightly, and suddenly sneered.
Bai Yu shrunk into a circle with a loud bang.
"Ah."
"..."
From this laugh, I felt the countless white jades named satire stabbed in my heart: ...
Sorry, I am such a weak chicken.
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[The author has something to say: try to make two more changes today. Recently, I am in a bad mood and have a downturn.
Catch insects later.
Love
By the way, your favorite friends don't mind, just collect a wave, thank you, Nissin, very stable]