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

"What's the matter? I've lived here for so many years. I haven't seen you before. Why don't I see you crying? Isn't it too late to cry now?" The little fool is really sad, his nose is red, and his eyelashes are hanging. With tears in his eyes, when he raised his head, the eyelashes couldn't bear the weight, and the teardrops rolled down and landed on Monkey King's hands.

As if he didn't feel it, Monkey King wiped the tears on the little fool's face with his fingertips, "It's getting cold, and the cold wind blows, and tomorrow's face will be chapped."

Lu Ya sniffed, and gradually stopped crying as the big demon patted his back with his hands to comfort him, but tears still fell down his cheeks unconsciously.

He sobbed: "I didn't look for it before, but now I haven't found it after searching so carefully, you say..." Lu Ya grabbed the corner of Monkey King's clothes and asked nervously, "Is the Great Sage not here anymore? "

"Is it that important?" Sun Wukong lowered his head, a strand of hair brushed against his lips, he squinted his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that you just want to take a look, it doesn't really matter whether you see it or not. "

"?" Lu Ya choked up, trying to refute but couldn't find a reason.

It's like fans' love for Idol, but actually this desire to take a look is very strong.

It's just that although Lu Ya's IQ is not online occasionally, he also knows that this "strong" cannot be said. His lips moved, and his neck was stuck and he didn't speak, but he didn't say any compromises that he didn't want to find anymore.

Sun Wukong smoothed his messy hair: "Tired?"

Lu Ya stopped crying, half leaned on Sun Wukong's arms, his eyes were empty, thinking about life,

Hearing the question, it took him a long time to turn his head: "Huh? Huh."

Simply exhausted.

After crying for a while and venting out all the backlog of bad emotions, Lu Ya felt like a rag doll that had been pumped out.

——The waiter helped Jiao Weili.

He shook his head hastily, threw out the inexplicable things, and slowly closed his eyes.

"I haven't taken a shower yet..." Even though he said this, he was already very sleepy, and his voice was a little sticky. If it wasn't for Monkey King being very close to him, he might not be able to hear it.

"Sleep for a while, I will wake you up for dinner later, and take a bath at that time."

I don't know if he consciously obeyed Monkey King's arrangement, or if he was so sleepy that he didn't even hear Monkey King's arrangement. Anyway, Lu Ya didn't refute, and didn't say anything about taking a bath. When Monkey King lowered his head again, he was already asleep. .

His cheeks were stained with ash that he didn't know where he rubbed. Sun Wukong raised his hand to help him wipe it off, but he was afraid that he would not sleep well and would be woken up again, so he resisted moving.

I don't know what's so good about the little fool's face, but Sun Wukong just doesn't want to look away, looking at his slightly upturned eyes, at his slightly red cheeks, at his cherry pink lips...

Until the sun sets, the light falling in front of the bed gradually turns orange-yellow. It's time to cook. Who would raise a cub who loses weight immediately if he doesn't eat well, and it's hard to grow flesh even if he is carefully fed? Three meals a day cannot be missed at all.

Sun Wukong carefully moved the man onto the bed, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, the little fool suddenly yelled and immediately hugged his arm: "Mmm~"

"Don't make trouble." Sun Wukong didn't want to wake him up, and he didn't dare to move too much. He leaned down slightly, leaned into the little fool's ear, and said softly, "Are you going to eat this afternoon?"

"No, I won't eat." Lu Ya doesn't want to eat now, he just wants to sleep. As for why he didn't let Monkey King go while sleeping, he didn't know. After all, he fell asleep, and he simply felt that holding this arm was very useful for him. sense of security,

It is impossible not to eat, look at the sky, if you continue to sleep, you will not have to sleep at night, Monkey King simply pinched his chin with two fingers: "I am going to cook, if you want to follow, then wake up. "

Lu Ya frowned. Although he was still asleep, he realized that the familiar smell was far away, and immediately became unhappy. He pouted and moved forward twice.

Sun Wukong looked amused, and maliciously took two steps back to avoid his hand.

Lu Ya, who hadn't touched anyone, suddenly panicked, his heart beat faster for a moment, his eyelids moved, and slowly opened.

He didn't sleep for a long time. He would wake up with a heavy head and a little pain. He rubbed his eyes and barely saw the familiar figure in front of him. He immediately felt relieved and subconsciously reached out to hug Monkey King's arm. He tilted his head and wanted to continue sleeping. past.

"Okay, wake up quickly, go wash your face, we will have dinner later." Sun Wukong didn't expect that he would take care of someone so gently, but he looked at the soft and tender little fool like tofu , he unconsciously calmed down his voice, panting louder for fear of scaring him.

During the speech, his hand kept pinching Lu Ya's shoulder, and he didn't know where he pressed it. With a cry of "嗤——", Lu Ya bounced like a spring that was pressed to the bottom, and his eyes widened. Hurry to rub the sore acupuncture points.

With tears in his eyes, Lu Ya looked at Sun Wukong accusingly: "What are you doing?" He had just woken up, his voice hadn't opened yet, and his voice was slightly hoarse with an upturned ending, which seemed a bit coquettish.

But Lu Ya is really not, he is protesting.

Those who move their hands and feet at every turn, pinch their faces, and pull their hair, every time they make themselves cry physically before giving up, what a bad idea.

Sun Wukong looked at him innocently: "Are you awake? Then get out of bed and wash your face."

"..." Consciously not being able to explain clearly to him, Lu Ya rolled his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes and went to the edge of the water, took two steps and looked back.

The big demon turned his back to him and was changing the sheets and bedding.

Lu Ya subconsciously looked down, only to realize that his body was dirty, his black robe had turned gray, and the hem of his clothes was still covered with debris of dead leaves.

...As soon as I came back, I was carried to bed by the big demon, and I didn't wash my face at all, let alone take a bath and change clothes.

Fortunately, the big demon has no obsession with cleanliness...Looking at the big demon who is removing all the bedding, Lu Ya thought, fortunately, the big demon is not serious about cleanliness, otherwise, otherwise...

Otherwise, after a while, Lu Ya didn't think about how the big monster would punish him. After all, he knew that although the big monster was sometimes a little hateful, it would never really hurt him.

After Lu Ya woke up, he felt that he was a clay doll now, and the clothes he was wearing were also crumpled, and it was as uncomfortable as it was to fit his body.

He went back to the big demon, stretched out his hand, scratched his head: "I want to take a bath."

"Huh?" Monkey King didn't turn his head, "Take a bath before dinner?"

"Ah."

"Then you go to light the fire first, and I'll fetch water." Since living in the cave and being able to enjoy it, Lu Ya no longer went to the river to take a bath. He was really afraid of the cold.

He knows how to burn firewood. After all, all these years of living in the wild are not for nothing.

But the wooden barrel given by the big demon was too big, and Lu Ya had to grit his teeth to lift the bucket of water, let alone lift it up, so he could only rely on the help of the big demon.

Sitting in front of the desk, Lu Ya looked at the figure of the big demon busying himself, and suddenly, for some reason, he felt a very warm feeling, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly unconsciously, feeling inexplicably happy.

He was even happier when he thought that the big demon would cook for himself later.

The author has something to say:

why cry?

I cried because of sweetness.

This is the third update~Praise me~