Chapter 72: Dalang, it's time to take the medicine

On Thursday, Bai Yu came back. He held a secret and felt that he was a big traitor, so he was a little restrained even when he entered the door.
But this time he came back to see at first glance not Wang Xiaoma, who was sitting on the sofa playing games, or watching the show, but the news that happened to be on the water floor.
I don't know if it was his illusion. After he entered the door, he felt that the air had been taken away for a moment, turning him into a cooked food in a vacuum bag.
The cold thing swept across his deadly neck, making Bai Yu's arm goose bumps at the time.
He shivered, just to catch the inexplicable coldness, and the coldness dissipated.
So he didn’t know that at the moment he entered the door, Wen Feng spent only one hundredth of a second deciding to break his neck, and he remembered Wang Xiaoma’s sentence'Whether there are many widows, love is a light ', decided to guard him temporarily.
Wandering around the death line, the white jade with only goose bumps, thinking big: Today's air-conditioning is really enough.
"Mr. Wen."
Bai Yu whispered hello to him, Wang Xiao's absence, he had a little counsel to the terrifying eyes.
"Ok."
Wen Feng responded faintly, and his narrow and strange eyes looked at him quietly.
Like a frog stared at by a snake, Bai Yu suffocated his breath, and the strong pressure made his cold sweat drip down his forehead, and even had the illusion that those things he had done had been discovered long ago.
But how is it possible? !
If he was found to have poisoned Wang Xiaoma, is that still alive now? He thought that it would have to be screwed down by the boss.
"He is resting."
Suddenly, he heard the wind, and the indifferent and handsome silver-haired man was like a god. Even if he didn't make any head-up gestures, he swept Bai Yu's face like he looked down, when the other party couldn't hold back and wanted to escape, Picked up the glass and went upstairs.
"Don't disturb him today."
The final sound was mixed with ballast and drifted in the air.
The sound of footsteps was gone, and Bai Yu took a breath, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his head, and hurried back to his own room downstairs.
When the wind came to the bedroom, the door was closed, and the drinking glass was placed on the bedside cabinet.
He sat down by the bed, and the large soft bed sagged and bounced.
Wang Xiaoma, whose face was not very good, opened her eyes and was startled when she saw Wen Feng's expression. She quickly touched her chest and felt relieved when she felt a slow but strong heartbeat.
"I'm not dead? What are you doing with this expression? Are you going to transform into a monster to destroy the world and put a burden on Ultraman?"
What about the family of the victim! I was so scared that when I opened my eyes, I found myself ascending.
The long and narrow eyes were half-closed, and the thick black long piece of wind, Wang Xiaoma always thought that he would pierce his eyelids under his eyelashes, and shadowed the already dark eyes.
drink! Wang Xiao sucked his mouth and said carefully to Wen Feng: "Are you going to be black?"
"........."
Wenfeng hummed like Xiaofeixiao, holding Wang Xiaoma's cheek, pulling the soft meat in his hands.
"he came."
he? Wang Xiao was stunned, and then understood, and then his face was bitter, and his cheek was pinched and he said vaguely: "White jade is back, alas, it seems that he will take medicine again."
"The day before yesterday, I almost didn't toss me out of my breath. I haven't raised and drank it today."
Wang Xiaoma mournfully and vigorously flicked away the wind and rubbed the paws of his face, turning his head and shrinking under the bed. "It's poisonous, it's really poisonous."
"Repent?"
Wen Feng said lightly, but under his eyes there was a vicious light, as if Wang Xiaoba said that he regretted that he would break Bai Yu's neck!
At the next moment, Wang Xiaoma turned back sharply and immediately caught Wen Feng's expression.
"I knew it!" Wang Xiaolan rolled his eyes. "What do you want?"
"It's nothing." Wenfeng didn't feel a little nervous about being caught. In a blink of an eye, there was nothing. Instead, he smiled and said lightly, "I'm thinking of you."
Seeing that he didn't admit it, Wang Xiaozai was not annoyed, but instead showed little tiger teeth and smiled.
He said: "Wildo~"
"........."
Wen Feng's smile stiffened in his face.
Wang Xiaomei said with a smirk: "Love is a light~"
"........."
The wind was silent.
Wang Xiaoma: "Green..."
"To shut up!"
"Pooh hahaha!"
Looking at the rolling little laughing on the bed, he smelled the wind and grinded his teeth, and the slender eyebrow of Lao Gao seemed to be angry, but he also showed a helpless smile in less than three seconds.
Leaning over and suppressing the twisted person, the shiny peach eyes of the smile are clear like the sky after the rain, and the warm face shows a smile.
But the face was a disastrous color, and his lips were not bloody. The blood sacrifice forced his vitality to drain. The pupil was as dead as death, and he was already hurt.
The wind is distressed.
Brother didn't want him to be too aggressive, so he joked with pleasure, his brother, his sleep lamp, his little bastard... never make untimely jokes.
He will only bring joy and warmth to others' efforts.
From the greed of the millennium Northland to the turbulent and rotten years, I also tried to like everyone with good ideas.
The aunt who gave him more food every time when she was in the cafeteria of the academy was so big that she gave him the unfortunate life...
Lord Devil has been cruel all his life, he has tasted all the pain and loss in the world, and it has given countless people suffering despair, but it does not mean that he will not be distressed.
He will.
Now his heart was trembling and twitching, and he wanted to keep him in the tomb of the mausoleum, or eat directly into his stomach, so that he could not escape, so that no one could hurt him.
Also let myself never hurt.
But he couldn't do it. Lord Monarch failed once. He toughly imprisoned his love in his bones, engraved on his soul, and even became a man of thousands of years.
However, the whole life is bleak, and the overthrow is the end.
Wen Feng did his head down and embraced Wang Xiaoma's lips, and allowed him to kiss, dry lips and mouth bitter.
Wang Xiaoma raised his head and closed his eyes, still shy.
After a while, Wenfeng let go of him, and finally dyed the pale face that was not pleasing to the eye, and he was in a better mood. He said:
"I told Bai Yu that you want to rest today and let him find you tomorrow. Today I will give you twice as much blood. I will lie down with you, okay?"
Wen Feng lay on the side of the bed, holding his head with one hand and looking down at the person who was wheezing on the bed, with the other hand giving Wang Xiaohua a little messy hair that wrapped around his cheek behind his ear, the black one was slightly tight The trousers and the shirt with a gray sweetheart outline his slender figure.
The wind is so beautiful, right...
Wang Xiaoma, who was slowly breathing from the kiss, covered his face with a quilt. His face was a little red. He smashed his mouth.
"The wind is over, hehe."
Hearing his smirk, he knew that his lover was going to be stupid, and the big brother was silent for a second or responded.
"Ok"
Wang Xiaoba whispered hey hey hey.
"Well, I want to pop."
"........."
Wen Feng twitched his lips: "No, you can't stand it."
"I know, I just think about it, you let me have a mouthful of addiction, hehe." Wang Xiaoya muttered shyly over her face, "Pappa."
"........."
"Papappa, hehehe, poppa."
"........."
"Hey, hey..."
'laugh'
Wen Feng unzipped his pants in silence: "You said, have you ever thought about mouth addiction?"
"........."
"........."
I doubt you are going to drive, and I have evidence!
Seeing that the wind really meant to be off, Wang Xiaomei screamed and quickly shouted: "I don't want to think about it! Good night!"
The dog's life is about to break!
Watching Wang Xiaole on the bed wrap himself into dumplings, he laughed in a low voice, and Wang Xiaohua's ears were red with husky bass shells, and then he was hugged by the man behind him.
‘Little Sweet Zongzi’ twisted and was slapped on the body with a slap. Wenfeng said:
Don’t touch you, sleep, I’ll hold you to sleep.

Wenyan Xiaotian dumpling rolled, snapped into the man's arms, adjusted his posture to find a good position, and squinted his eyes firmly on his strong chest.
Wen Feng admired the sleeping face of the shy Xiao Zongzi for a while, and closed his eyes and tightened his arms to rest.
The two big dumplings who didn't need to eat just slept all day.
When he went downstairs the next day, Bai Yu sat on the sofa with a very bad complexion, and that black face that could absorb light appeared to look bleak.
One can imagine how uncomfortable his mood is now, just like the spy who first entered the industry. The loudness of his heartbeat is about to be heard by Wang Xiaomei and Wen Feng.
Seeing him like this, Wang Xiaoma's dissatisfaction with Baiyu was much less, even Baiyu didn't know that he was exposed every day, and he already knew what it was like to count everything...
... quite pleasant.
It's like the actor who is too clever in TV series.
Wang Xiaoba pursed her lips and almost didn't laugh.
When he went downstairs, Bai Yu also heard the footsteps and quickly turned his head to look over.
When he saw a decline in his once-white face, Bai Yuxin shivered.
This must be the efficacy of the medicine. The long-sick and rotten breath is like his mother who died of illness. The smell of ‘death’ is revealed through the bones.
Bai Yu couldn't be more familiar with it, and Mr. Wen said yesterday that Xiao Xiao was uncomfortable...
Blame me... Bai Yu almost couldn't help crying because of his sour nose. He dropped his head and walked in front of Wang Xiaoba, and the wind passed by him, his eyes swept over his reddish eyes, and he laughed silently.
Hypocrisy...
"Xiao ba... are you uncomfortable?" Bai Yu could not bear it, he couldn't help it, he said: "Why not go to the hospital to see it!"
Go to the hospital to see if the silly kid is exposed.
Wang Xiaoba twitched his lips, but he didn't expect that one day he was poisoned and he would lie for the poisoned prisoner.
He said: "No, it should be eaten by the black donkey hoof in the tomb palace."
Bai Yu clenched his palm: "still..."
"It's really not necessary." Wang Xiaoma was afraid that Bai Yu couldn't help but confess everything, then they played with An Kai in vain, and quickly changed the subject.
"Is it hungry? I haven't eaten anything good these days, hey? Did you buy any ingredients in the refrigerator?"
"Ah?" Bai Yu was interrupted, and it would be a little too crooked. "I bought it but bought it..."
"That's fine."
Wang Xiaoba patted him on the shoulder and pushed him to the sofa to sit down, and said with a smile: "You and Wen Fengjin will wait for me to cook from here." When he finished, he ran away.
"I..." Bai Yugang wanted to say something, and suddenly the wind looked at him lightly.
In this eye, I felt the white jade with the word closed: "............"
The refrigerator was opened and shut down, and the kitchen heard the sound of tinkerlings and vegetables turning the condiment bottle. After a while, the scent of the hot pot floated.
The cold atmosphere in the living room warmed up.
Wenfeng never let out air, Bai Yu also loosened his tight back.
This familiar sound and scent is the fireworks in the world and the warmth of the home.
At the dinner table eating familiar dishes, Bai Yu began to choke again. In the middle of the kitchen, he gave Wang Xiaomei a bowl of soup alone, and it was self-evident.
But he will look at the soup for a while, and Wang Xiaoma for a while.
After a while, I will look at the soup, and then I will look at Wang Xiaoma.
After a while...
"........."
Hey, Wang Xiaoma was worried for him.
Wouldn’t you just say something to make this little idiot poison? Wang Xiaoma watched the news.
Maybe it's your own breed that you think it's okay. The wind glanced back lightly.
In Wang Xiaoma's sore eyes, finally, he handed Wang Xiaoma the bowl of soup that had been cold.
"Xiao ba, it's time to drink soup..."
Bai Yu's expression is tragic, as if he is about to drink poison.
Even Wang Xiaomei has a sense of "Dalang, it's time to drink medicine...".
Brackets... What is he really like that Pan Jinlian!
[The author has something to say: [Small theater]
Bai Yu: I am not Dalang!
Wang Xiaoba: What would I do if Pan Jinlian smelled the wind? Oh~Ximen Qing ha ha ha ha
All the news: ...
Thank you for your reward, bow!
@盖世小魔女: The little witch of the world gave the trilobite x1
@潜: sneaked into 3 pots of "Me and Lao Gong Sleeping Coffin" to eat dog food,
@爱吃瓜:Love eating melon and give it to me and the old attacking coffin x1]