Chapter 191 Archeology is not just for showing off

“It’s nice to be warm.”

She happily lay down next to her little apprentice, and the steady breath of the boy next to her was extremely reassuring.

She leaned against the mountain-like heater and groped in the dark under the quilt to take off her thick cotton socks. She put her hand into the cotton slippers beside the bed and fiddled with taking off the newly bought underwear. She was not used to it, so it took a lot of effort to take it off.

Take some time.

She leaned over and said, "Why did you fall asleep so early? I still wanted to talk to you before going to sleep."

"Are you really asleep? It's only half past ten."

"I must not have slept. Please pay attention to Master."

Feng Wuli sighed and opened his eyes: "...what did you say?"

"Ah! I really didn't sleep. I thought you were asleep."

There was a stir under the quilt, and he turned around. The two were facing each other. Wang Xilou touched his nose with his nose, and then grinned.

"what do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you before going to sleep."

"I fell asleep and you woke me up."

"It's only half past ten, and I'm still not a young man anymore... It's so cold outside, it's probably only about three to four degrees."

"Well... don't put your feet up, it's cold."

"Cover it for Master, you usually don't like touching Master's feet."

"Whoever likes it makes it sound like I have a weird hobby."

Feng Wuli was speechless. He didn't like touching feet, he just liked touching Wang Xilou, whether it was his hands or feet, or his face or arms, they might have a little color sometimes, but he actually liked this physical contact.

the behavior of.

"Hehe, Master doesn't mind."

"...I find that sometimes you really look like a slave."

"That's all Master."

"Chifu just kissed me, I thought she was going to hit me."

"What? Where did you kiss?" Wang Xilou is an actress, and now she is a big woman who catches adulterers.

"It's just your face... Hey, don't put your feet up, the wind will get caught in the quilt."

"Which way?" she asked with a frown, as if the fussing under the quilt had nothing to do with her.

"……left."

"very good."

She came up and touched Feng Wuli's right side lightly.

"I'll give you a symmetrical one."

"..." Childish, Feng Wuli was really speechless and stretched out his hand to wipe her saliva.

Under the quilt, a cold little foot clamped the leg of his trousers and lifted it up, and then kept trying to get the foot inside...

"I'm going to bed. It's freezing cold, and you've made my warm quilt cold again."

"I have raised you so big that I will warm Master's bed every day from now on."

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

"How brave! How did you talk to the master!"

If she talks to Master today, she won't dare to think of doing anything to Master tomorrow.

They chatted one after another. Under the quilt, the two of them got closer and closer, and his hands became less trustworthy. Until Wang Xilou grabbed his hand out, and he put his fingers through the gaps between hers.

, the other hand also grabbed it, and finally the two of them intertwined their hands.

Then the body slowly descends, replacing the great work of the hand with something else.

Although I can’t show off yet, the archeology itself is very interesting.

Wang Xilou suddenly became excited.

But both hands were held, and I wanted to kick him away but I was afraid of breaking it.

You traitor!

It probably took a while.

Chatted for a while longer.

Then, not knowing what time it was, Wang Xilou opened her eyes and looked up to see that her apprentice had indeed fallen asleep. She gently stretched out her hand and pinched his earlobe. Her anger subsided, she grinned and turned over.

Look at the ceiling.

In the darkness, she reached out and rubbed herself again.

I still feel bloated. Why is this child working so hard? Is it because he lacks maternal love?

It seems to be really lacking.

She was a little melancholy.

This master has no dignity at all. It's really boring. I'll leave it to you.

depressed.

…

It was 6:30 in the morning on Monday. It was a sunny day and the temperature showed only 11°. Feng Wuli was in bed missing summer.

Although the weather is cold, Wang Xilou is an old lady. She has a common problem among the elderly. She wakes up before dawn at around 5 o'clock every day and cannot take any leisure time at all.

During the short period of Feng Wuli's life when she still admired Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou would get up early every morning and go to the yard to practice a very strange thing. He asked her what she was doing, and the little zombie said with conviction,

This is something very popular recently and everyone is practicing it.

Later, when Feng Wuli reached the third grade of elementary school, he already understood that this woman was practicing qigong, and it was not very popular recently. It was a qigong craze that suddenly started in the 1980s.

Why do you think that things that were popular in the 1980s are very popular recently? At that time, Feng Wuli was already used to it, but he said euphemistically, these are all fake, Wang Xilou, please stop practicing. After a pause, he added,

You are a practitioner, it is very embarrassing for you to do this.

When she heard that it was embarrassing, she stopped practicing.

But still can't take any time off.

Later Feng Wuli discovered that she often got up early in the morning and slapped the tree in the yard with her arms, and said it was good for the body.

At that time, the building where Feng Wuli admired Wang Xilou had long since fallen apart, and he realized that she was a very stupid woman.

In order to prevent her from damaging the jujube tree at home, Feng Wuli stopped her again.

Recently, she became interested in practicing yoga and asked Feng Wuli to buy her a yoga mat and yoga clothes online. She would practice her yoga moves in the living room early in the morning while waiting for the sun to rise.

Anyway, she can't sit still, she's just an old lady who loves to mess around.

Feng Wuli wanted to say that it was useless to practice this, but thinking that she had some hobbies, he chose to support her.

I definitely don’t want to see little zombies practicing yoga in yoga clothes.

Absolutely not.

I kept inking for a while, and at 6:10, I pushed the door open and saw Wang Xilou wearing a high ponytail and yoga clothes.

She knelt with one leg in front and the other against the yoga mat. The soles of her white feet were facing upward, but her upper body was folded back, showing off her body curves.

Feng Wuli scratched his head. The floor reflected the light coming from the balcony. The angle was just enough to dazzle his eyes. The morning air was very dry and cold.

"Are you awake?" She glanced out of the corner of her eye.

"Wake up early."

He quietly admired it for a while. The little zombie had a few non-standard movements, and Feng Wuli decided to step forward and give them some pointers.

Then he got a beating.

Wang Xilou stood up, moved his joints, and exhaled: "Wash up quickly. I'll change clothes and go down to make breakfast."

"oh."

While brushing her teeth, a trumpet Wang Xilou with messy hair and wearing cow pajamas appeared. She saw Feng Wuli occupying the sink and stood at the door with her eyebrows crossed and her chest crossed, looking at him.

Feng Wuli hesitated for a moment, "I bought your toothpaste and toothbrush yesterday."

"I know."

"..." Then why are you standing at the door?

“This sink is quite large, so it won’t be crowded.”

"I need to go to the toilet." She said impatiently.
To be continued...