Chapter 1181: Extraordinary

Luo Wenzhou woke up in the middle of the night, his heart trembled like a drum, and he almost reached out his hands in a panic, and drew one of Fei Du's hand out of the quilt. The tone of his breath hanging from his throat was relaxed. (((Catino Novel Network EbookFREE.me )))
Luo Wenzhou wiped a cold sweat, and bowed his head to see the source of his nightmare-the bald cat Luo Yiguo.
Although the heating is nearing the end of this year, the firepower is still extremely strong, and the house is too warm, so the door was not closed at night. Anyway, the physical condition of Fei Du can not do anything "less cats are not suitable", so Luo Yiguo The comrade not only went to the hall and entered the room, but also pressed half of his body on Luo Wenzhou's chest.
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Luo Wenzhou carefully inserted Fei Du's hand back into the quilt, and then held Luo Yiguo, asking the old man to move the bedside table. Fortunately, he was considered to be strong and strong.
He sat up halfway and stared at Luo Yiguo who was awakened with questioning eyes. However, the pan was always not afraid. He clawed the tabletop of the bedside table, stretched a large two-foot long waist, and punched Luo Wenzhou. The sharp yawns in his teeth sharpened, and he lay down contentedly, not caring whether he was still guilty.
Yes, Luo Yiguo did run into trouble today.
Luo Wenzhou cooked the night before and poured the dishes into the pot, but found that the wine was no longer in the house, so he had to open the wine cabinet and pull out a small jar of flower carving to make it work. Because the frying and frying process was cumbersome, he locked the wine cabinet. I forgot about it.
Today I do n’t worry about ferrying at lunchtime. I called the family as usual. Before I said a few words, I heard a
ding
noise and the sound of heavy objects falling on the phone. Luo Wenzhou is very familiar with this. He just raised a cat. When he was not aware of precautions, he could listen to the live broadcast of "Luo Yi pot smashing the cylinder" twice a day on average.
This time, Luo Yiguo didn't hit the tank, but the wine.
It somehow pulled open the wine cabinet, a slender red wine bottle placed on the outermost side was unstable, and died tragically under the cat's paw. Although Fei Du quickly cleaned up the scene, the kitchen still left a lot of evidence-there was a small amount of red liquid in the gap in the floor, and half of the red wine-flavored cat's paw prints that Fei Du didn't notice ... and it was decisive. The evidence, suspected cat Luo Yi pot of the tail.
Although the suspect cat was bald, a pair of hairs were kept on the tip of the head and tail, and the long hair on the tip of the tail had been dyed red.
But what about solid evidence? What about the exhaustion?
Anyway, Luo Yiguo's hair has been shaved, and the education has been extinct, and the rest of his life is empty. There is nothing to remember. It licked his big tail in the face of Luo Wenzhou, and did not threaten the shoveler. Put it in your eyes.
Luo Wenzhou: "..."
Luo Wenzhou had nothing to do with it, so he had to lie down unconsciously and look at Feidu through the glimmer.
Fei Du's breathing was shallow and long, half of his face was buried in the pillow, and after closing his eyes, he could more clearly see the shape of his eyes, soft hair hanging down, and lazily hooked on his chin. He It looks neither strong nor cunning, just a quiet sleeping beauty.
Just by looking at this sleeping face, I can't imagine what he has experienced or done anyway.
Suddenly, Luo Wenzhou was no longer sleepy. He stretched out his hands and peeled away a few strands of hair on Fei Du's neck. Seeing that the terrible blood was almost dispersed, there were only a few light marks left. He stared at the light marks for a while, could not bear Capturing with your fingertips twice.
It might be that his neck was too sensitive, Fei Du hid unconsciously, and then rolled over. Luo Wenzhou was afraid that he would move to the ankle that was not good enough, so he quickly reached out to get the person back and pressed it into his arms.
Fei Du seemed to be alarmed, but he was not sober, but just patted the back of his hand staggered, tilted his head and kissed him around the neck.
Not moving again.
Fei Du, this nasty ghost, all kinds of intimate little movements came in handy, at any time embarrassed people, can play tricks when half asleep and awake. Luo Wenzhou was so impatient with his kisses that his blood flowed directly to the speed of the second universe, shouting that he would break away from the gravity of the earth.
Unfortunately, at this moment, he can only hold Fei Du, staring at the ceiling to think about life, and survive the unilateral "fire" alone.
Just as he was about to develop a philosophical system, Luo Wenzhou suddenly realized a problem-he tilted his head and glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table. The fluorescent pointer had passed five o'clock in the morning. Fei Du has woke up naturally, and the sleep that was not too heavy will become very shallow. Why did he sleep so much today?
In general, in addition to Fei Du's illness, there are only ...
He drank alcohol or coffee during the day.
Fei Du's physique is very special. He can refresh himself by drinking a moderate amount of alcohol or coffee / coffee, but if that bit of energy is passed, if he doesn't have another glass, his previous energy seems to be overdrawn, and he will generally be sleepy at night. Early, sleep is more real.
Luo Wenzhou tilted his head and looked at Luo Yiguo. What he thought was suspicious, so he carefully removed Fei Du's hand on his waist, slipped into the living room, and opened the glass cabinet for wine glasses. There are nine wine glasses, large and small, arranged in three rows. Luo Wenzhou turned them out one by one for inspection. Finally, in the innermost corner, he found a circle of dried water stains left by the mouth of the glass.
Luo Wenzhou: "..."
While the wine cabinet is not locked, stealing and drinking, after drinking not only ruin the body, but also pretend to marry a cat!
Fei's earnings are getting bigger and bigger.
So this morning, Luo Yiguo, who had been wronged, received a box of compensation packages from the "government", and the real "behind the scenes" was interrogated by the family.
Luo Wenzhou: "Tell me the truth."
Fei Du hurriedly sandwiched a small lettuce leaf in the smoked bacon strip and rolled it into a small roll: "I did not tell the truth."
Luo Wenzhou was speechless.
Also, after hearing the ringing on the phone, it was he who asked himself, "What did the dead cat drop?" Fei Du answered, "You seem to have forgotten to lock the wine cabinet"-eight words, nothing wrong.
Fei Du clamped the rolled bacon roll and stuffed it into Luo Wenzhou's mouth: "It's only half a cup, and I need to deal with some company matters."
Luo Wenzhou: "No smoking, no alcohol, no yolk pie, how do you promise me?"
Fei Du Congrulilu: "I was wrong."
"Family is not a place of reason". This is the basic principle of Mr. Fei. Whenever there is something trivial, he will always take the lead in admitting mistakes, sweet words, peace of mind ... and then repent and look at the mood.
Luo Wenzhou thought blankly: The next sentence must be "brother I love you".
Feidu said in a smooth tone, "You can punish me for anything, but half a glass of wine is only two hundred milliliters. Don't you use such a severe punishment as" You are angry "?"
Luo Wenzhou: "..."
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Fei Du's gaze swept across the wide neckline of Luo Wenzhou's home service, admired the well-defined collarbone and muscles, kept digging into it, and licked the corner of his mouth: "Special services can also be beautiful."
Luo Wenzhou rejected him with steel-like willpower: "Go!"
As a man out of low-level tastes, Luo Wenzhou poured a glass of cold water and came up with a "great" idea, inspired by his childhood shadow-writing a check.
"At least a thousand words, handwritten," Luo Wenzhou said as he changed his shoes to go to work. "Read before dinner."
Fei Du asked incomprehensibly: "... two thousand milliliters to write a thousand words?"
"It's not just a matter of two hundred milliliters." Luo Wenzhou gave a slight meal, turned straight, and looked back at Feidu deeply-he wanted to say, and you kept me from the suspect; deliberately angered Fan Siyuan, put I was hurt so badly; I almost couldn't see you; and ... the person you kept digging out of my heart to be able to fit into it sometimes talked badly.
These things can hardly be thought about. Luo Wenzhou felt that he was not ready for careful memory, so he swallowed the following text and hurried away.
Fei Du keenly felt his unspoken words, and stunned, holding a cane, hanging his wounded bandaged foot, and slowly walking back to the study.
Luo Wenzhou casually said that he had forgotten the matter when he came back from work at night ... until he saw Fei Du taking out two sixteen opening manuscripts.
"Fei Du" and "Writing Check" are completely incompatible words. The handwritten block letters on the manuscript paper are horizontal and vertical, with a little bit of force, and are full. thousand. Luo Wenzhou reached out very messily to pick up: "You really ..."
Fei Du leaned over and avoided: "Don't you let me read? Sit down."
Luo Wenzhou and Luo Yiguo sat side by side on the sofa, looking at each other without looking north.
Fei Du was behind his back with one hand, preparing to perform on stage, and seemed to be a little embarrassed. Standing on one foot did not affect the performance, very chic, and then he took out the hands hidden behind him, and he actually took a half-opening Red rose, reached out and pinned Luo Luozhou neckline.
Luo Wenzhou: "..."
He had already foreseen what the "check" was, but still couldn't believe that the surname of Fei could not read his face.
But Fei always is so shameless.
Fei Du cleared his throat, and in front of the inexplicable Luo Yi pot, read the love letter named "Check" without any sorrow: "I have a cluster of flowers in my heart ..."
"Fei Du, you are not disgusting, is there anything wrong!"
"... fragrant than all wine."
"Xiaozi, let you write a check, you entertain your brother, I really think I can't cure you!"
"Hot ... hey, gentleman doesn't move ..."
Luo Wenzhou rubbed goosebumps and transplanted Fedu's fleshy sickness back to the bedroom. Luo Yiguo held his left tail fur for a while, and raised his ears along the room. The begging voice moved, and continued to have four large open spaces with tail hairs as partners.
I have a cluster of flowers in my heart,
More fragrant than all wine,
The hot scent drowned the scarecrow's chest,
The spirit of Caozha has never existed.