Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

'This is too exciting! Hey!I'm still a baby! '

"Okay, it's all cleaned up." Lucifer just waved his hand casually, and left more than half of the things in the room, "Why keep your head down."

"Put on your clothes first!" Wang Xiaoming, who not only lowered his head the whole time, but even closed his eyes, said weakly.

"Put it on." When Lucifer found that there was no urgent matter on Wang Xiaoming's side, he had already turned over his clothes from the space and put them on.

Hearing what Lucifer said, Wang Xiaoming raised his head, opened his eyes, and laughed while covering his belly: "Are there no other clothes in your space?"

"Aren't you very sorry that you didn't see me wear this suit?" Lucifer was almost laughing and said with a serious face, "Need I remind you, when you were wearing another suit, I didn't wear it." Laughing at you about this?"

"Hmph." Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand towards Lucifer, "Give it back to me."

"Wait until I find a new space to put all the buttons in..."

"Who told you that those figures are gone, I mean..." Wang Xiaoming interrupted Lucifer's explanation, "Give me back my Piglet pajamas."

When he was in the parallel plane, Wang Xiaoming, who had no memory at all, had some unspeakable thoughts about Lucifer, the "guardian angel" who had been guarding him since he was a child, and once led him to go shopping with him several times.

One time, Wang Xiaoming bought two pajamas—one from Winnie the Pooh and one from Piglet. After buying them, Wang Xiaoming asked Lucifer to keep them for him under the pretext that he would be told by the Queen Mother when he took them home. sky.

At the beginning, although Lucifer couldn't figure out why the Queen Mother would be angry about such a trivial matter, he also seriously stuffed the two pajamas into his own space—together with other strange paired things that Wang Xiaoming stuffed for him , placed in a corner.

Later, after Lucifer read all of Wang Xiaoming's memories, he realized that these things were prepared by Wang Xiaoming in advance for the two people's future cohabitation life.

"Speaking of which, I never asked. How could you be so sure at the beginning that I would definitely accept your confession?" Lucifer was very sure. In his memory of reading, Wang Xiaoming had never worried about this question.

"Oh?! I don't know, maybe it's intuition?" Wang Xiaoming tilted his head and looked at Lucifer, "There is an inexplicable feeling that you should like me."

"Well, I should say you have a keen sense?" Lucifer smiled and pulled Wang Xiaoming into his arms, kissing his forehead.

"Just kiss the forehead?" Wang Xiaoming touched his own forehead with some dissatisfaction.

"En?" Lucifer thought for a while, then kissed Wang Xiaoming's nose again, "Then where do you want me to kiss?"

"Just..." Wang Xiaoming's ears turned red, and he was a little ashamed to ask Lucifer for a kiss - after all, Lucifer took the initiative before.

But Lucifer didn't intend to force him to speak, so he lifted his chin and kissed him.

Then, Lucifer, who went to the world in the book, came back with the unconscious Wang Xiaoming in his arms.

"That's great." Lucifer touched Wang Xiaoming's red lips, "As soon as I come back, I can do some things that adults can do."

"Wh... what about adults?" Wang Xiaoming, who had lost his mind in an instant, lowered his head and dared not look at Lucifer.

"Soon?" Lucifer lowered his head and smiled next to Wang Xiaoming's ear, "Didn't you even think about how to arrange the house when you live together in the future?"

"I'm just thinking about it." Wang Xiaoming retorted in a low voice, "And that's all after my university." When he was still in the parallel plane, what Wang Xiaoming was thinking was that after he went to university, he could say no to the Queen Mother. Get used to the school dormitory, and then go to find a dormitory outside the school, so that he can live with Lucifer openly—after he confessed his love for half a year.

"Okay, okay." Lucifer didn't expose Wang Xiaoming either.

Wang Xiaoming and others looked like timid and shy little virgins on the surface, but in fact they were very vicious inside.Lucifer learned a lot of routines while watching his memory - of course, he didn't copy them mechanically and use them directly.

"Integrate the power of the soul first, and then we put away the rest of the things together?" Lucifer was afraid of taking something into the space by mistake, so he left a lot of things outside.

"Don't be in a hurry." Wang Xiaoming stepped on the empty space carefully, sat down on the bed, and then patted the empty space beside him, "Answer me a question first."

"En? What's the problem?" Lucifer put his arms around Wang Xiaoming's waist and sat down beside him.

"Please explain to me first, what is a tortoise shell?" If Lucifer hadn't been taking him around outside, he would have wanted to ask this question a long time ago.

"You."

"I know it's me!" Now that all the back and forth memories have been completed, Wang Xiaoming certainly knows that Lucifer's "the only turtle shell he likes" is referring to himself, but, "I'm asking why you are Turtle shell!"

"This." Lucifer suddenly approached Wang Xiaoming's ear, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "If the scabbard is used to hide the knife, then what is the turtle shell used to hide?"

"Is it dirty?!" Wang Xiaoming really didn't expect that Lucifer would blatantly use dirty jokes to tease him so early, but he thought Lucifer was just confessing!

"Three thousand worlds, my only tortoise shell?" Lucifer put his arms around Wang Xiaoming's waist, and leaned closer to him.

"Why am I a tortoise shell!" Wang Xiaoming, who was half lying on the bed at this time, pushed Lucifer angrily.

"How about you being a tortoise shell for me, and I being a scabbard for you?" Lucifer directly pressed Wang Xiaoming on the bed, looking down at him.

Although I have dreamed about this situation many times in my dreams, the first time I met Wang Xiaoming in reality, his heart beat so fast that he didn't dare to look directly at Lucifer, so he could only look away, and then he I saw it: "You put me together first!"

Suddenly seeing another self sleeping next to him, the fantasy in Wang Xiaoming's mind was like a sports car with good performance, and it went straight from zero to 120 yards with just one swipe.

"It's fine if he doesn't exist." After speaking, Lucifer pulled Wang Xiaoming one way and another for a kiss.

When Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, the other self had completely disappeared.

"Why do you have to withhold my memory every time!" Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand towards Lucifer a little annoyed.