Believe it or not, I'll crush you to death [Journey to the West]

"Huh?" His eyelids were slightly hot, Lu Ya turned around and pulled the quilt up to cover himself up. His body lightened suddenly, and he pushed away the Monkey King who was approaching him, sticky and unwilling to open his eyes. "Sleep for a while, sleep for another 5 minutes, just 5 minutes."

The originally smooth hair seemed to have just been struck by lightning, and it was fluffy wrapped around the head, making the melon-seeded face smaller, the slender eyes were slightly upturned, I don't know what I dreamed of, a soft face The face is full of smiles, and you can even hear the humming and coquettish sound when you get close.

The same scene happened almost every morning recently. Sun Wukong skillfully avoided the hand that almost covered his face, grabbed Lu Ya's hand, and pulled him up.

"?" Lu Ya sat on the bed with a dazed face, and in front of him was the suddenly enlarged face of the big demon, blinking a pair of innocent big eyes covered with a layer of mist, staring at Monkey King.

"Still awake?" Sun Wukong slightly bent his index finger and flicked it on his forehead.

"!" Lu Ya covered his forehead and bent down, "It hurts!" He seriously doubted whether he took revenge on himself because of yesterday's incident, but seeing the big demon with such little strength, you actually made a disdainful expression of pain , the physiological tears that oozed from the corners of his eyes were forced to hold back.

"It's so early!" Although the sun has already risen, since the copying spell has been changed to the afternoon, Lu Ya has almost fallen asleep in the morning. His head is like a weight, and his neck is almost unable to support it. It is possible to fall asleep again.

"Yesterday I asked you to go to bed early and you didn't sleep." Sun Wukong ignored his yawns, threw a pile of clothes on the bed, and ordered directly, "Hurry up and get dressed."

"..." If you let go earlier, then I can rest assured and fall asleep earlier.

In the end, didn't you say that I didn't get angry and went to bed early, and I fell asleep in a second?

Lu Ya was really wronged, but the big monster who almost vomited blood and was coaxed to coax him didn't dare to talk nonsense, and he couldn't do anything if he got angry.

Lu Ya held his mouth shut, and Ruan Baozi's movements were so fast that he got up and put on his clothes.

But although Sun Wukong said he was in a hurry, after Lu Ya got up, he has been calm. First, he directed Lu Ya to wash his face, then stared at him and drank half a pot of fish soup, and then he took a step slowly. Everyone in the cave wanted to grumble. Lu Ya walked to an empty wood behind the cave.

Lu Ya was about to cry. Drinking fish soup was already a torment, especially when he was stared at by the big monster. His scalp was numb and his spirit was tense. It seemed that every cell in his body was breathing. Forced to completely absorb the fishy smell of fish soup.

After finally finishing the drink, Lu Ya clutched his round belly that was as round as three months pregnant, straightened his legs and slumped on the stool, thinking that being called up was the punishment for this, but he didn't expect that the more ruthless ones were yet to come. .

Walking up and down, Lu Ya burps with a fishy smell almost every step he takes. It is estimated that he will be fainted by himself when he reaches his destination.

He stared at the neat back of Da Yaojiang who was walking in front full of accusations, and when he was enjoying himself in his heart, Da Yao suddenly said: "What are you doing?"

"!" You try to fill your stomach with water and walk like flying?He even has a kind of fish jumping happily in his stomach now, and every ripple of splash carries their unique taste.

Lu Ya feels that he has persisted until now and has not vomited, which is completely tempered by the fish soup that was forcibly poured down by the big monster before.

Da Yao seems to have a bad taste. Every time he sees him frowning at the fish soup, pinching his nose and pouring it like traditional Chinese medicine. It's inexplicably good.

Especially when he saw him choking on the fish soup, it was very obvious that the curvature of the corner of his mouth was close to a smile.

At the beginning, Lu Ya would blush with embarrassment, but later——the number of times was too high, and his face disappeared.

The big demon's pace was neither fast nor slow, which kept Lu Ya in bumps, but it would never cause a stomachache, which was considered a different kind of caring.

After finally waiting for the figure in front of him to stop, Lu Ya supported the tree, gasping for breath.

"What?" A black shadow came straight towards his face, and Lu Ya subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The cold silk ran across the back of the hand and wound up around the wrist, and soon, the entire arm was bound around the circle.

"!" Lu Ya panicked, and was about to pull the ribbon down, who knew that this thing was like a swamp, the more he wanted to get out, the tighter the entanglement, and even climbed up, shaking his head at him braggingly , forcing Lu Ya to keep hiding back, "What, what is this?"

The ribbon didn't mean to hurt him, it was very gentle, as if stroking him.

Lu Ya raised his face blankly, looked at the ribbon, and then at the big demon. During the period, the ribbon woodpecker kept poking his face like a tree, and he wondered if his face was about to be poked with a dimple.

He threw his head back so hard that he almost stretched himself like a giraffe.

"!" Lu Ya, who had already relaxed, froze suddenly, and then his face, even the roots of his neck, were completely red. He paused for a moment, and immediately pulled the ribbon at a loss, and shouted angrily, "Stop it! Down, stop!"

Sun Wukong, who was standing on the sidelines watching the fun, suddenly lost his color, and he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on Lu Ya's chest.

The sudden heat made Lu Ya's body stiffer than before, his eyes didn't move, he stared fixedly at the hand on his chest, only his sonorous heartbeat was left in his ears.

That hand was like a stove, and his skin was almost torn off through the thin clothes. Lu Ya wanted to back up, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.

The author has something to say:

"Wife abuse" is cool for a while, chasing wife crematorium~

One night, when the great sage asked for something, Lu Ya pressed the quilt firmly, and firmly refused: No!Who knows if you will let me get up early tomorrow, I have to hurry up and rest, and resolutely don't do things that waste energy!