Chapter 52: Believe it or not, I will show you the eggs!

‘Boom Boom Boom! ’
‘Boom Boom Boom! ’
The sound of rapid running from the far and near came from the stairs, changing the robe and going to lie in the coffin, the wind blowing frowned and looked at the position of the door.
At the next moment the door was pushed open violently, and a wet little white man broke into the sight of the wind. The little white man widened his eyes, his hair clung to his body, and panicked and panicked.
"Little Wenzi! I'm hairy!"
"..." Wen Feng kept silent for a while, his long and deep eyes slowly sagged, passing the pink fruit grains through the smooth belly with water drops and the sunken navel.
Finally it fell to the same wet thing, because the running still threw the little things...
"Well," Wenfeng said, "It's grown, it looks pretty."
Frightened to become a hamster, Wang Xiaomei saw his eyes startled and hung his head. Then he saw his little brother shivering in the air-conditioning.
"..."
"Ah--!" Wang Xiaoma's face was red, and he picked up the robe next to him on the chair and put it on regardless of whether his body was wet or not. The anxious brain he had just ran was blank, and he forgot to wear a bathrobe!
After wrapping the clothes, Wang Xiaomei said angrily, "I'm not talking about the hair! It's the chest! Chest! I just saw from the mirror that my chest to shoulders are all red with feather-like lines!"
"Zongzi is also a corpse! If the wind blows you say, am I going to be shaggy when the shelf life is over?"
All the news: "..."
After seeing the wind and silence, Wang Xiaoba thought that he was more afraid when he guessed right: "It used to be good. Why is it that now there are so many red tattoos? Is it too hot in summer? Do I still rot in a few days?" Oh... forget it, let me die."
Recalling the ugly, zombie-faced zombie in the horror movie, Wang Xiao burst into tears.
Wen Feng frowned, stepped out of the coffin and walked to Wang Xiaomei, holding his wet hair with one hand, and the white hair was quickly dried and fluffed out with the palm of his long hair dripping.
The other hand stretched out his fingers and gently picked up Wang Xiaoma's nightgown. The loose nightgown slipped. The rounded shoulders and protruding clavicle outlined a beautiful arc. The skin was smooth and young without any extra lines. With the endless vitality hidden under this body with a slowly beating heart.
The red feather lines in Wang Xiao's mouth did not appear on him.
Several fingertips were pressed against the skin with cold sharpening, pressing out a small depression, sweeping through the thin chest along the collarbone and finally covering the heart with the entire palm.
Wang Xiaoma shrank with some fear.
The narrow and long eyebrows were drooping, and the wind felt the body he had been trained for, and found no problems.
"The zombie does have a layer of hair on the skin. The color of the hair can tell how long the zombie is." Wen Feng loosened his palm and turned to hold Wang Xiao's chin, letting the worried face rise.
The clear eyes reflected the silver hair winding and spreading, handsome to some sharp men.
Looking at his figure in those eyes, he felt better when he heard the wind, and his ruddy lips pulled up an arc.
"But you are not a real zombie. You were raised by my blood sacrifice. Even after getting the part of Yan Chun, the heart can now beat slowly. Xiao Xiao you are no different from those days. Are you sure you are not too nervous today?"
"It shouldn't be so, I did see..." Wang Xiaolan carefully recalled what he saw in the mirror just now, but at that time the mirror was also smoked by the hot water, and he was a little skeptical after the wind finished.
Wang Xiaomao said: "That thing is like a tattoo, red, like a feather."
Wenfeng Jinwen thought about it a little, "What did you do just now."
"It's nothing, I just took a hot bath."
"Hot water..."
Wen Fengjin suddenly grabbed Wang Xiaomao's waist with both hands. Wang Xiaoma stumbled forehead and hit his chest. He hadn't waited for him to ask anything. The soft thing stuck behind his ear. Suck.
"!!!"
The clean head pressed hard against the sturdy chest, and Wang Xiaoya stretched out his fingers and squeezed the soft robe tightly against the chest, closing his eyes and blushing patiently.
After half a minute.
A hoarse male bass came from above his head, invading his celestial cover and brain.
But at this time, he said: "Okay."
All right? What's up Wang Xiaoma was pushed away by holding his shoulder, and Wen Fengjin had no tenderness or smile on his face. Those deep eyes stared coldly at the position of his neck.
Wang Xiaoma also tilted her head to look at her shoulder.
"Lying trough, again!"
I saw red and thin lines wrapped around his left chest and shoulders all the way to the neck, forming a lot of feather-shaped totems.
Wen Feng's complexion settled down and pressed on the pattern. He started with smooth skin, without any raised areas, nor simply a tattoo engraved on the skin, but like a red thread buried in flesh and blood.
Wenfeng pressed the skin, "Does it hurt?"
Wang Xiaoba shook his head: "It doesn't hurt. I don't feel anything at all. If I didn't have this thing before, would it be because of Zhenbei and the man named Yan Chun before?"
"This is not certain, maybe it is also related to the power of the elixir. After all, there is only one without any documentary records, and no one knows what will happen after taking elixir."
Looking at this feather pattern, the first thing Wen Feng thought of was "Feathering Dengxian". Uncontrollable things made him look ugly, and his fingers rubbed over that place.
He said: "Let's wait a night to see if we can only observe slowly the effect of the elixir."
Wang Xiaoba nodded, and after a while, the lines on his body disappeared again, and the two lay back in the coffin. After the lights were turned off, the room was dark. Wang Xiaoba clung to the wind and screamed for a while. : "Little Wenzi." After a while, "The wind is exhausted."
Wen Feng had no impatience, he let Wang Xiaoya rest on his shoulders, and kissed him with a spin.
"Sleep, I will be guarding you." The magnetic voice gently soothed and gave Wang Xiaoma a great sense of security.
"Um." He answered, closing his eyes and squinting for a while, still could not help but sneaking a peek at his shoulder in the dark night, or looking up at the windy chin, and suddenly a cool kiss pressed against his On the eyelids.
The externally squinted eyes automatically squinted, leaving only one large eye blinking anxiously.
"Little Wenzi..."
"Ok?"
"Will I grow a feather into a birdman in the future?"
"……will not."
"Little Wenzi."
"Ok?"
"In case, in case I really become a birdman, you will..."
"meeting."
"...So determined? Don't hesitate?"
"Ok."
"...I will become such a big bird in the future, what should I do if I want to sleep in the nest and not the coffin?"
"Back to the earth palace, the acacia tree can put a bird's nest."
"What if I still lay eggs?"
"Health."
"Why are the eggs cooked? Steamed or fried? Haha, I like salted egg custard."
"Do not eat, hatch."
"... A nest of little birdmen hatched? Thinking of the son and daughter who eat bugs all over the house every day and raise them? I don't raise them."
"I raise."
"..."
Wang Xiaoma was silent for a while, and pulled the pajamas that were full of wind and buried his face in it. He said sullenly:
"Don't you dislike it? Birdman!"
There was no one to say anything for a long time, Wang Xiaoma was doubtful and was about to raise his head. He heard Feng Jin said honestly, "...disgusting."
Wang Xiaomao: "..." You're done, you're dead, I kicked your crotch and let you be a scumbag boy!
Wang Xiaomei, who was grinning and wanted to give the wind a blow, was about to open her mouth and bite on the meat in front of her.
He also said, "You are born, you won't."
Wang Xiao paused, collected his teeth, and quietly wiped the saliva on it, silently stuffed his face back.
"...Little Wenzi."
"Ok?"
"I'm afraid I can't sleep. I don't want to be a birdman."
"I will accompany you."
"Then you sing to me, and listening to it, maybe I fell asleep."
Wang Xiaoma just said this, but he didn't expect Wen Feng to really hum the ancient nursery rhymes in the North Kingdom he had hummed before. He muttered, "This is still what I taught you."
The smell of the wind is really nice.
The rusty, cold, and special magnetic bass, the ears from the throat will make people feel itchy.
The dim coffin had no extra light, the illuminated night pearl was taken off, covered with Shuangfeng red quilt, Wang Xiaolan squinted and listened to the ears of the nursery rhyme in his ear, struggling a few times before falling asleep.
When he woke up the next day, it was already dawn, and he found himself still in the wind, and opened his eyes as soon as he heard the wind: "Wake up?"
Wang Xiaoma stretched his stiff waist and asked him, "Well, did you sleep yesterday?"
"I don't need sleep." Wen Fengjin finished and pressed his hand on Wang Xiaomei's neck to observe. There was still nothing on it.
I was scared and frightened all night, this thing didn't hurt or itch, and they didn't even know what it was. Wang Xiaoma didn't even care about it.
So he also comforted the news and said a few words, what should he continue to do, no matter what tomorrow, life still has to continue.
The white jade downstairs has already got up early to consciously clean up the housework. Wang Xiaomao went downstairs after washing and went into the kitchen to make breakfast, while the upstairs smelled in front of the small desk with the carton of white jade. An open book was drawn out, and an unidentified light flashed in the drooping eyes.
After Bai Yu lived in, Wang Xiaoba often joked with him about gags. Although the memory was restored, Wang Xiaohua was most impressed by the carefree university life. Bai Yu is also a typical small sand sculpture. The two people gathered together to watch Every TV series can laugh to the stomachache.
Wang Xiaomei didn't tell Bai Yu about the things on his neck, he also paid attention to observe for a day himself.
But this day, nothing happened!
Is it really the side effect of panacea?
Wang Xiaoma didn't know what to do. When he was preparing dinner, he wanted to fry the steak, but the butter was gone.
Olive oil can also be used, but they do not have it!
Wang Xiaoba screamed in his throat: "The wind is exhausted - our butter is out!"
"Isn't it? I'll buy it!" Bai Yu said, grabbing the probe of the kitchen door frame.
Wang Xiaoba thought about it and said, "Let the wind do the shopping, there is a supermarket near my house that sells these things, you may not know it, and the wind will be faster."
Bai Yu remembered scratching her head when she heard the wind blowing through the cornices, "So."
Soon after, the queen used ‘running legs’ to get down and went downstairs, and he had already changed his clothes and skillfully picked up the keys and mobile phone on the table to buy butter.
There was no dissatisfaction in his face that was regarded as an errand, Bai Yu secretly sighed: It seems that this family is still Wang Xiaomei 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 Bai Yu also heard the doorbell coming out of the room.
Bai Yu was about to open the door and mumbled, "This is so fast, I came back so quickly."
Wang Xiaoma heard frowning, right, and it would take twenty minutes to go to the wind to hear it.
"Wait, don't open the door first."
"Ah?" Bai Yu immediately released the door handle and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Inexplicable feelings accumulated in my heart, Wang Xiaoba didn't speak but walked quickly to the villa door and unscrewed the lid above the cat's eyes.
Because it was night, and the man turned his back to the light, he could only see that he was a very ordinary man, wearing home clothes like a neighbor who came over to knock on the door, but they rarely saw the neighbor nearby, and occasionally passed by He left in a hurry without saying that he would stop and talk.
"Is it because I think too much... Da Bai, look, how do I think this person is weird." Wang Xiaolai gave the position to Da Bai.
Bai Yu leaned over and looked at the cat's eyes in doubt, "What's wrong? Isn't it the smell?"
Wang Xiaoma looked at Bai Yu and put it on the cat's eyes for a while, then suddenly he didn't move. When he turned around, his face was full of fear.
He lowered his voice and trembled and said, "It's that person-that person!!!"
Wang Xiaomei frowned: "That person? What that person?"
Bai Yu's pupils squeezed and his face was pale. While holding Wang Xiaoma's shoulders and retreating to hide on the sofa, he collapsed and lowered his voice and shouted: "That's the alien who almost killed me before!"
"!!!"
Lying trough! This man came to the door! Wang Xiaoma's face also changed, but he suddenly remembered that he still had the wind!
Xiao Wenzi of his family was really in the air every day and day, flying this cargo in minutes!
Thinking of Wang Xiaomei's sudden ambition here, he comforted the big white.
"Yah's dare to come to the door! Don't be afraid of Dabai, watch me let my little Wenzi beat him!"
"It's okay to smell the boss." Bai Yu covered his face, "but he is not at home now!"
"..."
Oh, he forgot about it.
Bai Yu said: "... what shall we do now?"
Wang Xiao sighed: "I think we can be scared now."
Bai Yu: "..."
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