Chapter 165 November

There are a lot of noises in the city at night, including the sound of electricity, the sound of water flowing in water pipes, a heavy vehicle passing by in the distance outside the old street, the lights on the building opposite suddenly turned on, her curtains lit up a little, and the water dispenser outside the living room made a gurgling sound in the middle of the night.

Wang Xilou, who was lying on the bed properly, opened his eyes.

It would be better not to come back.

She was a little annoyed.

Raising her head a little, Po Nu sat in front of her desk, charging and playing with her mobile phone while eating potato chips. In the dark room, the light from the mobile phone screen shone dimly on her face.

She was keenly aware of the line of sight on the bed and the depressed mood in the room, and raised her head blankly to look at Wang Xilou.

"What are you doing? I didn't bother you. I ate potato chips without making a sound."

Wang Xilou was displeased: "If you want to sleep, come here."

"I want to play with my phone for a while."

"Your light is so bright."

The light of the mobile phone screen was adjusted to the darkest level. Ponu looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

"You went to bed later and woke me up again."

"Can't you sleep?"

Po Nu got up and was about to go to the bedside to find the talisman: "I'll stick it on for you and tear it off for you when you get up tomorrow."

"..."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep. Come over there."

Wang Xilou moved silently and let her get under the quilt. The wind was blowing at level 6 today and the temperature dropped to 15 degrees, which was very cool.

After Po Nu got into bed, his face was very close. Wang Xilou always felt strange looking at his face.

Wang Xilou pushed her: "Get out of the way, why are you squeezing?"

"Where are we now?"

"..."

"Tell me about it." Her face was really close, her eyes were beautiful, she looked straight at her and smiled: "Did you give your body to him?"

Wang Xilou didn't show much concern and said coldly: "You want to give it to yourself, but we're not married yet, so you can't be more reserved."

"Keep pretending."

"……sleep!"

"Hey, tell me, who of the two of us is following whom? I can also give you some advice on whether or not to make him drink. He has a bad drinking capacity and will get dizzy after just a few drinks."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Are you sure you want me to tell you?"

"..."

That is probably a bunch of words that are not in line with the country’s call for Internet clean-up operations, and it is really unsightly.

Wang Xilou was convinced by her and turned his back to Ponu. As a result, she refused, so Wang Xilou pretended to be dead and ignored her.

But just as you are the one who knows how to please yourself best, you often know best how to deal with someone.

Po Nu put his mouth to Wang Xilou's forehead and began to sing: "That year he was out basking in the sun, and you washed his quilt. After entering his house, you looked around, secretly held his quilt and smelled it..."

"say no more!"

She just smelled it and didn't do anything else! But because of the inappropriate things and being mentioned about these dark histories, Wang Xilou felt like dying.

Po Nu's mouth moved like a devil's voice in his ears: "You liked him at that time but you didn't dare to take the initiative to say it. Once you hinted to him that it was so cold and you always woke up in the middle of the night when sleeping alone. As a result, he gave him a cold call the next day.

You come back with a set of quilts."

Before she finished speaking, she laughed to herself.

"you shut up!"

Wang Xilou became so angry that his toes stretched out in embarrassment. He turned over and wanted to strangle her to death.

"Also, you also thought about burning down your house, but he just came back when you entered the house with firewood. You were so embarrassed at that time... Uh-huh, let me finish."

Po Nu was finally covered by Wang Xilou.

The two fought for a while, and the little zombie successfully subdued her. She was exhausted from such a fuss, and Wang Xilou looked at her like a kitten with fried fur.

Po Nu looked innocent.

"I am the mood you have when you think about those things. Can you blame me?"

"Stop talking and go to sleep."

"What should you do if you find Chifugi? Chifugi hates him. It's the resentment you have been waiting for for five hundred years."

Wang Xilou was silent for a while, not wanting to speak: "We'll talk about it then."

"Fine."

Wang Xilou lay down again, staring at the ceiling in a daze, not knowing when he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Xilou felt something hugging him, with a leg stretched between his legs. This guy played on his mobile phone for who knows what time last night, and he was still asleep now.

She pulled Po Nu away with a look of disgust on her face, pushed the door open, and saw that Feng Wuli had already woken up.

He was wearing headphones and wearing school uniform and reading in the living room. She thought it was very late. She looked at the time and it was only after six o'clock. Then she continued to look at the boy on the sofa. The light coming in from the balcony today looked very cheap, and the sun seemed to be falling.

Expired orange juice is not worth recording in the morning, but looking at the man sitting there quietly, every day with him is more meaningful than the five hundred years without him.

She hugged her chest and stood at the door looking at him without speaking.

Feng Wuli found her and took off his headphones: "I woke up early today and went out to buy steamed buns for breakfast. You go down and eat them."

Wang Xilou just looked at him, leaning against the door frame with his chest in his arms. His hair was messy and he looked very lazy. He was wearing soft pajamas, and his chest was squeezed by his arms to give him a sense of voluptuousness that no man would have.

He turned the pages of the book, looked down at it and said, "I don't know what you want to eat. I bought several pork fillings and bean paste."

Wang Xilou didn't say anything. The wind outside was very loud. The wind passed through a thin and narrow place and made a unique autumn sound.

She scratched her head and walked over by herself.

Feng Wuli was stunned and asked: "What's wrong?"

The girl's unique fragrance wafted over, and the hair fell on his neck and face. After something pierced the skin, she began to suck.

Feng Wuli hugged her with some worry and asked her what was wrong. As a result, the other party sucked a little blood and pulled out the tooth.

He licked his lips and stained the remaining blood on the tip of his tongue between his lips. His lips, which were bloodless when he got up, immediately turned red.

"What do you want to do?"

"Eat breakfast." She said with a sly smile in her eyes.

Feng Wuli frowned: "Have you brushed your teeth?"

"..."

"I didn't brush my teeth when I got up early in the morning. Your saliva smells so bad that you came to ruin me."

Wang Xilou gave him a hammer, put on his slippers, brushed his teeth and washed his face, changed his clothes and prepared to send Wanwan to school later.

Although I knew it would be windy today when I woke up, I felt it more intuitively after I went out and felt the wind.

The wind in summer comes in waves, and when you stand under the trees and watch the sun shine outside in the shade, there are occasional bursts of coolness. The wind in autumn has a kind of refreshing coolness.

"Oh, the wind is so strong." Wang Xilou also pushed out her small battery: "Wanwan, come up."

Wanwan carried a small schoolbag, climbed onto the battery, and hugged Wang Xilou's waist.

"Goodbye, Mr. Feng Wuli."

Wang Xilou grinned at him, turned the handle and left the door.

He also rides to school.

When he passed that tree, there was no cicada demon on or under the tree to say hello to him.

He came early today, and there were not many people in the classroom. They were surprised to see him. Some people asked him how he was sick and if he was still worried.

Feng Wuli responded calmly.

Jiang Nao arrived early. She knew he was coming back today, so she didn't show much surprise.

After sitting down, she smiled and said, "I'm jealous of you for taking more than ten days of leave."

Just now, he told others that his condition was stable, thanked him for his concern, etc., and he almost convinced himself.

Hearing this, he frowned and said, "Why are you envious? You think you feel so good after a serious illness."

"You are addicted to acting." She frowned, took a bottle of Shuhua milk from the drawer, handed it to him, raised it, her wrist was white and slender.

"I don't even know what you said."

He felt that this person was really speechless, so he took the Shuhua milk from her and inserted a straw into it to drink.
To be continued...