Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

The white candle was completely extinguished.

Only a ray of soft moonlight came in.

In the silence, Su Mengzhen said in a low voice: "You..." He paused for a long time, then asked very lightly: "Then you don't hate me?"

"Puuuuuu~Don't belittle yourself." Yu Wanwan shook his head like a Neptune, jumped up and patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Among so many people, my third favorite is you, Liao!"

She even used an idiom and was complacent about it.

Su Mengzhen remained silent, but she was not annoyed.

The thin lips parted slightly, and Fang coughed violently when he wanted to speak.

He has not had such a severe cough for a long time since the miracle doctor Wan Chunliu treated him. It is the new injury a few days ago that triggered the old disease that has not been cured.He coughed so badly, as if he was about to spit out all the stagnant blood...

Yu Wanwan tilted her head and watched every move of the person beside her.Few people would stare at Su Mengzhen who was coughing so loudly. The relatives couldn't bear it, and the enemies were almost provocative.

But the little monster was not only aboveboard as if he was looking strange, but also tentatively patted his slightly curved back: "Why are you coughing all the time? Your bones are dry, and you're a bit malnourished!"

Her strength was intentionally light, because she knew that if it was too heavy, she would shoot someone's lungs out.The posture is also a bit awkward, more like plucking rhubarb's dog hair fiercely, and pinching the fleshy meat and saying why don't you gain weight?

Su Mengzhen couldn't avoid it, or maybe it was just lack of strength.

He thought that there was nothing anyone could do to be afraid of her.

After a while, the white handkerchief was stained with red plums.

The handkerchief was held in the hands of the young master, and he put it away properly.

So he swallowed the words he didn't say out loud.

The crescent eye dances with purple light in the dark, very bright.Su Mengzhen stared at her for a long while, then turned her head slightly, and only silently clarified:

"—Which one will be your parents."

The sound was very soft, but fortunately the surrounding area was very quiet.

Zimang flickered on and off, it was Yu Wanwan blinking.

"I think so." She murmured with a bowl in her mouth: "After all, I am older than you, and I can even be your father!" Then she poked his fingers at the skirt of his clothes that had been messed up by her just now: "Good boy, Call Grandma Duck."

"...I must be older than you." He said seriously.

How can the ages of humans and demons be generalized?

In this regard, the two began a heated debate.

The intensity is what Yu Wanwan thinks, and she racks her brains to hide her cultural level as a nine-leaf fish.Su Mengzhen only felt that she was moving with emotion and reason.They talked about the philosophy of life from poetry and songs, and talked about the wind and snow and the moon to the end of the world.

In the end, the little monster gave up, she covered her ears and didn't want to listen to the obsession, but found it was useless, so she got angry and jumped up and blocked the opponent's mouth with a "boo".

It's ice cold and soft, which is actually quite comfortable.

She has never eaten jelly, but it should be this kind of touch.

After a while, the domineering demon emperor Yu Wanwan let go of the sickly beauty Su Mengzhen who was pressed against the corner.His breathing was already unstable, perhaps because he had held his breath for too long, and when he regained his freedom, he clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

The little monster said in a daze, "I didn't block your nose either?"

Why can't I breathe? It must be very difficult to raise him.

Su Meng's neck and ears were red like a curled up, overcooked, steaming shrimp. He was very glad that it was dark now, and he could still deceive himself - he knew she could see.

Those crescent eyes glowing with purple light came closer, flickering.Yu Wanwan frowned and looked at him carefully, seeing that Su Mengzhen was a little frozen, he forced himself not to turn his head or blink.

It's just that the Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.

Yu Wanwan stood on tiptoe and hooked the other party's neck, and asked very solemnly, "Then which building do you live in?" Will temporarily live in the red building.

After thinking for a while, she raised her head and said slowly: "I want to live next door to you! The food is better than in the prison! I'm going to make trouble if I'm not happy!"

"...Well." He promised in a deep voice.

Satisfied, Yu Wanwan finally loosened her claws mercifully.But before jumping off Su Mengzhen, he even took the opportunity to touch his head, acting more sneaky than mopping, and licked his lips happily when he was done and said:

"My son, Grandma will fatten you up."

The nutrient solution in the bowl finally came into play.

Outside the dark room, the iron hand that finally survived the tragic experience of "cutting scriptures and washing the marrow" leaned on the mottled and peeled-off wall.After an unknown amount of time, he sighed boyishly, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

The red sleeve knife dances lightly in the moonlight.

Like a beauty with red makeup and crescent eyebrows.

It was at this time that Chu Liuxiang stepped on the moon.

He was followed by Ruthless and Cold-Blooded and Zhui Ming who had bought toilet paper, and he had used half a stack just now.Yang Wuxie has gone back to the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower to wash up, he is a rather particular person.

The wheelchair sitting ruthlessly, like a machine that should have been phased out from service in the last century, made a "creaking" sound on the smooth road that made people feel itchy all over.

Cold-blooded efforts to straighten the arm to push the wheelchair ruthlessly.

Fourth Master Leng always felt that he had a smell on his body, and he was afraid of smothering others, especially the elder brother who had just vomited a while, although the smell on Wuqing's body could not be called fragrant.The hateful Zhui Ming was carrying two big bags full of toilet paper, and just followed at a distance, without giving a hand.

Among the four, only Chu Liuxiang, who was dressed in white, looked like a handsome young man. He landed silently, Shi Shiran took a few steps forward, cupped his hands at Tieshou and said with a smile: "The wind is also gentle."

What a great conversation.

Just now, he swam in the water and rushed up to the sky. He was so ruthless that he was trembling by the high-altitude wind, and almost stood up from his wheelchair with excitement! Ah, isn't this the ninth wonder of the world?

But he is ruthless after all, the head of the four famous arresters.

Headhunter Sheng Da calmed his breath: "Why don't you go in?"

Tie Shou said quietly: "It's a bit crowded inside."

Naturally, two people wouldn't be crowded, but three people would definitely be. Just as he was about to enter the door, the handle of the red sleeve knife almost hit him on the forehead.He squatted outside for a while, so bored that he could only bask in the moon.

Ruthless understood, but said politely: "Xiang Shuai, please."

Chu Liuxiang tilted his head slightly, and first smiled gently at Hong Xiudao.

Witnessing the ruthless wheelchair with my own eyes, and then facing the red sleeve knife spinning and jumping in circles, I no longer feel strange.Bandit Shuai said politely: "Wanwan is my sister, please... red sleeve girl, lead the way."

In fact, Chu Liuxiang himself is a little awkward, after all, he already has a girl named "Hongxiu", but she is more familiar and intimate.The red sleeve knife trembled, like a lady from a great family, slightly lowered her jaw, and flew in leisurely.

Chu Liuxiang lifted her foot and walked in front.

Leng Xue wanted to follow behind with a wheelchair, but ruthlessly signaled to wait, instead he chatted with Tie Shou first about some things, such as where is the old man, his master Zhuge Shenhou, and has he fallen asleep?

Iron Hand says he doesn't know either, but it should be.

Old people go to bed early and get up earlier.

Leng Xue also felt that it was true, the teacher hadn't come back for a long time, presumably he fell asleep after finishing the important life issues in the room.This is also the reason why Zhui Ming didn't want to ask the master for straw paper before.

After the discussion, the four good disciples decided not to wake up the old man unless something important happened tonight.But what could be the big deal?For now...

In addition to the sour smell floating in the air,

Nothing happened, there was no peace.

They just want to go back to the room early to wash and sleep.

Have a dream of being single without being disturbed.

The little monster is pulling the owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, talking excitedly about what kind of decoration he wants: the walls should be silver, with some portraits hanging on them; the lampshade should be green, as beautiful as the firefly the color of the house; and there should be a large, well-cut broom in the room, with "Firebolt" written on it.

That's what a Slytherin room has to be.

The future excellent prefect Yu Wanwan thinks so.

Su Mengzhen listened quietly and didn't interrupt her for a moment. Although she was a little helpless, she responded with a good temper.It wasn't until the little monster finally stopped talking that he asked her softly:

"Are you staying tonight?"

"That's right!" Yu Wanwan nodded, and walked away as soon as he said it, pushing him outside: "The decoration can take your time, I'm not in a hurry." The short legs didn't seem to be in a hurry, it seemed that they couldn't wait .

Su Mengzhen was pushed a few steps away by her, staggered a little, quickly stood firm, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, we should talk to them."

Then I found that I was blocked by a man in white.

He couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

The Red Sleeve Knife actually floated by his side, and after seeing the master, it floated over cautiously, like a shy girl who was caught talking with a prodigal son, and hurriedly leaned back to her kind but strict mother. It was overwhelming.

Su Mengzhen couldn't help frowning, and looked at the other party silently.

Before he could speak, the man in white said first: "No need to say anything."

Yu Wanwan poked her head out from behind Su Mengzhen furtively, she had already recognized the other party's voice, the purple light emitted by the crescent eyes was astonishingly bright, it could be used as a searchlight.

The bandit commander was illuminated by the purple light and shed physical tears, but he was strong enough not to close his eyes, and said slowly, "She won't go with you."

"Oh?" Su Mengzhen only made a single sound.

"Hmm..." Chu Liuxiang blinked fiercely with her head up, squeezed out the hot tears from the corners of her eyes, stood with her hands behind her back, and said in a weak but forceful voice:

"——Because, brother-in-law doesn't agree."