Chapter 153 The more you resist, the more excited you become

After checking the time, Wanwan put on her maid outfit and started cleaning.

Feng Wuli and Ye Ji were driven to the sofa. Ponu asked Feng Wuli and took ten yuan and said he wanted to go out and surf the Internet.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou were both surprised by this.

"What are you looking at?" Po Nu was dissatisfied with the surprised looks from the two of them: "I still have a pen pal."

The two of them were even more surprised.

"You can tell by my personality that I am more curious about new things and learn more about Wang Xilou. I used to make money by picking up garbage. Sometimes I also indulge in luxury. I go to the Internet cafe to stay overnight. It is the most comfortable place I have ever lived.

Already."

"Is he a netizen?"

"Ah, yes, I have netizens."

"Do you have an ID?"

"You don't need to go online to make a ticket. They have a bunch of ID cards at the front desk to use to turn on the phone." Po Nu scratched his butt: "Sometimes when you see others about to get off the plane, you can go over and discuss it with your friends."

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou, and Wang Xilou stared back, as if he was looking at what I was doing.

He sighed, got up and went back to his room, "Take my ID card and I'll give you another two hundred."

"Don't give so much, give fifty. If you give too much, you will definitely lose it."

"If you keep holding it, will you lose it?"

She smiled coldly: "I know myself too well."

"..."

It seems that her loss of money was not due to carelessness, but simply due to bad luck as a result of causal punishment.

Wang Xilou went in to get her ID card. Her ID card was still a person born in 1975. The photo on the ID card was of a little girl with two braided braids. It was very reminiscent of that era. I don’t know that the boss saw that there was almost no change in the current Po Nu and the photo.

What does it look like, and what would it look like if you were born in 1975?

Po Nu rushed downstairs excitedly.

You can tell by the sound of the dog barking that she is walking away.

Feng Wuli fantasized about Wang Xilou sitting in an Internet cafe, staring at the computer, and maybe even kicking his feet.

He looked at his phone to confirm more details with Director Yang, and also looked on the Internet to see what was said about this time.

After sitting down, he lay down and rested his head on the little zombie's lap, feeling cool and cold.

Wang Xilou looked down at him, pursed his lips, and didn't say anything. He just closed the book, put it aside, and pinched his face to play with it.

"How steel is made, do you understand?"

"Have you underestimated Master?" She frowned and pinched his mouth with her hand.

"Many people mentioned you on the forum, and you were the last great practitioner who held the Immortal Sect."

"What did you say?"

What's on TV now is a cartoon about two bears guarding the forest. The little fox and the stupid cat like to watch it, but she doesn't like it. Wang Xilou tried to change the channel, but the stupid cat ran away with the remote control in his mouth.

Wang Xilou was furious, this green tea and stupid cat.

She yelled, "We are going to hide in a place where Wang Xilou can't find us, and we will kill you."

"Say you're awesome."

Wang Xilou muttered dissatisfiedly: "Be more specific."

"Powerful, terrifying, tsk tsk, and also said that you are mysterious."

"Humph." She was quite proud.

Feng Wuli's eyes moved from the screen to her face, not realizing at all that Wang Xilou, who was as docile as a little sheep, was powerful, terrifying and mysterious.

"I think we'll be there the day after tomorrow, I won't wait until the weekend." Feng Wuli looked at his phone, frowning more and more as he looked at it. This time the incident was probably going to be even bigger than imagined.

People from many cultivating sects rushed to Huaiqing to witness the Immortal Sect deduction. It didn't matter whether it was successful or not. It was estimated that the mountain village would suddenly become lively, with a mixture of fish and dragons, and Feng Wuli was not at ease.

"You can't go to class?"

"Ask for leave."

"Taking leave again, you don't want to go to college?" Wang Xilou frowned: "The competition is so fierce now. If you go to a good college and find a more relaxed job, Master can also enjoy the blessings."

"You be my mother."

Feng Wuli sighed: "Why don't you go to the company to get an identity for you, and you can transfer to our class, and then we can take the college entrance examination together."

"Harm, Master is not this material."

How can this person be so confident?

She pushed back the hair on Feng Wuli's forehead to expose his forehead, and then gently kneaded it with two fingers. He felt a tingling sensation, and the tip of his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of the little zombie.

Browsing through the posts, I thought about it for a long time and finally said it.

"Wang Xilou, in fact, maybe you did not fail in overcoming the tribulation, but succeeded."

"don't want."

"..."

"I haven't said anything yet." Feng Wuli had a toothache.

"Master, don't take your emperor back, and don't say it again. It's impossible no matter how you think about it, it's completely impossible." Her voice was very soft, but there was no doubt about it.

Feng Wuli looked at her, and she shook her head slightly condescendingly.

He changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, watching TV with his face and the soft and cool skin of the little zombie's thighs.

"I don't want to give it back to you yet. I guess Youhuang doesn't want to choose you yet."

"Oh, then I must choose the master. How could someone really regard others as more important than themselves?"

"Should we let Youhuang make his own choice?"

"...too lazy to pay attention to you."

"...Don't imitate me."

Feng Wuli let go of the phone and asked Ye Ji to give him the remote control.

"It's unreasonable, don't give it to Wang Xilou!"

Ye Ji took the remote control in her mouth, Feng Wuli nodded her little head, rested her head on Wang Xilou's lap and watched TV for a while. Satisfied, she went back to her room and prepared to read a book before going to bed.

The little cat followed closely behind him.

She entered the room, looked up at Feng Wuli, jumped on the table, picked up her polar bear doll, and placed it next to Feng Wuli's hand. Then a cat lay on it, watching Feng Wuli write, with its tail sweeping behind it.

Sweep.

"Unreasonable, how about I tell you a story?"

Feng Wuli had a free hand, grabbed her little dumpling and squeezed it. When he pressed it, the little claws appeared, and when he retracted his hand, the little claws retracted: "Okay, Xiao Ye, let's talk."

"We need to think about it first."

She began to tell some stories with no preface and follow-up, her tone was innocent, but pieced together, Feng Wuli was able to sort out a general context from her unclearly logical stories, and then occasionally asked questions very cooperatively, and sometimes asked

Yeji couldn't answer, so she hesitated and mumbled.

Sometimes it was so cute that Feng Wuli couldn't help but kiss her, and she would block it with her little paws. Unfortunately, she didn't know that someone was just enjoying the process of a little kitten resisting him from kissing her.

The story of the little kitten is also very jumpy. She is now telling that she was playing by the Xiangjiang River the day before yesterday and encountered a very beautiful flower.

"It's such a beautiful flower. If it were a blue flower growing on a stone, I wanted to pick it off and bring it back to show Wu Li, but it seems to have been planted by a monster, so I didn't dare to pick it.

"

"What a pity. Xiaoye, please take me to see it next time?"

She was immediately excited, thinking that she could go out to play with Wu Li again.

"Bring Wanwan and Polar Bear, but not Wang Xilou!"

As she was talking, she fell asleep. Feng Wuli was still wondering why there was no sound. When she turned around, she saw that the kitten was balled up and its belly was bulging.

Cats sleep two-thirds of the day. I don’t know if a cat-shaped monster is like this. Feng Wuli doesn’t know, but Ye Ji is.

He held her belly and put her back into the cat's nest, but she woke up. After Feng Wuli turned off the light and lay down, the little thing jumped to the side of his bed in a daze, and climbed up with its little hind legs.

Feng Wuli sighed and put her next to the pillow.

…

The next morning, we had breakfast.

Feng Wuli set off back to school on his bicycle, but encountered something on the roadside that made him a little concerned.

A barefoot, white-haired boy wearing a loose white dress walked over from the opposite side.
To be continued...