I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Misty clouds and mist lingered over the mountains and the small black buildings drenched in mist. The handsome and gentle young man in light blue was holding a roll of books, and looked softly at a group of little radish heads who were reciting books and shaking their heads under the seats.

When he glanced over one of them, he saw the bruise on the little child's face and the avoiding eyes, his eyes paused for a moment, and then he showed helplessness and amusedness.

"Let's end here today." He put down the book, lowered his head, and immediately cheered unrulyly. Big brothers and big brothers surrounded him.

After finally coaxing the group of naughty children away, the light blue wide sleeves and veil with the scent of pine drifted to the last boy who was a little older than all the children.

The young boy who was packing the books was expressionless. He was particularly gloomy because of his feminine facial features and peculiar pupils at a young age, and he was not easy to get along with. Every time he looked at anyone, he seemed to have a kind of demon, which made people feel uncomfortable for no reason. Also because of his status, this young child was treated with indifference in this secluded academy in the mountains.

But the elder brother who is about to enter the youth is not afraid. He looked at the tall, thin and gloomy child who had bowed his head and hadn't come yet. He couldn't help laughing again.

The young boy who was still pretending to be expressionless blushed suddenly, blinked and blinked, and muttered in a low voice.

"I won the battle..."

"Yes, yes, but you didn't take advantage of it."

"Brother Sleeping Light!"

The child who finally raised his head shouted angrily, and then revealed a panda-like dark eye circle.

"..."

"..."

"Pfft hahahaha—!"

"Brother!"

The little boy who became angry from embarrassment clenched his fists and threw himself into the arms of the man with a gentle smile, hugging the slender waist fiercely. in arms.

"I hate Senior Brother the most!"

The boy buried in the sleep lamp's chest said so, but the movement of rubbing his chest vigorously and the red ear tips did not say so.

"It's almost your 11th birthday, what do you want? Huh?"

Sleeping lamp lowered his eyes, his white face like jade was full of pampering feelings, his fingers penetrated into the hair on the back of the boy's head in his arms, and combed the broken leaves on it bit by bit.

No need to ask, it must have rolled on the ground during the fight...

"Can I want anything?" The little boy in his arms raised his head, his eyes were narrower and longer than ordinary people, and the pupils almost occupied all the whites of his eyes, with bright hope, "Can I really want anything?!"

"Of course," he said.

The young boy was so happy that he seemed to have the whole world in an instant. He said, "Then I want my senior brother to be my wife in the future! I will definitely marry my senior brother when I grow up. How about Senior Brother Miandeng!?"

The stunned senior brother then laughed again.

"There is a balance of yin and yang in the sky, little idiot, men and men cannot form a husband and wife. You can't say such unethical things in the future, you know, be careful, the master will get angry and punish you again."

The angry little boy said loudly: "Senior brother is lying. Senior brother can say whatever he wants. Since the world doesn't allow it, then I will change all the rules because of me!"

The face of the senior brother who was still smiling changed, "Shut up! Anyone can say such things in private, but you are not allowed, do you hear me? You are absolutely not allowed to say such things!"

Tears filled the eyes of the young boy who was reprimanded, but those evil pupils looked like those of a deer in Mian Deng's eyes, and he couldn't help loving him.

"Senior brother lied..." The young boy didn't cry when he was bullied because of his feminine appearance and background, and he didn't cry when he was pressed to the ground and got bloodstained.

Every time he was humiliated and punished, he would stare stubbornly.

At this time, she silently dropped the golden peas.

Mian Deng's heart instantly turned into a puddle of water, and he hugged him tenderly, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I agree." Anyway, I can still make fun of you about this when you grow up.

The little boy was happy again, wiped his tears away with his sleeve, and suddenly tensed his face and said solemnly: "You have to wait for me to sleep on the lamp, and I will definitely marry you in the future!"

The senior brother knocked on his head: "Little bastard, call me senior brother!"

"I don't care, Mian Deng, please promise me!"

"Okay, okay, I promise you..."

"I'll wait for you, the end of the wind..."

I will always wait for you, until you grow up, until you have the strength to protect yourself and your important people...

Until then, I will hold out my arms for you.

To live and grow up...

The wind is gone.

In the coffin, Wang Xiaobaa's red and black wedding dress was loosely scattered to her elbows, and the red hickey stretched from behind her ears to her chin to her thin chest, and deeper...

The thin shoulders were gently touched by the beautiful lips with full and curved lips, and the loose black hair was entangled with each other...

The pain of being bitten made him wake up in a daze, and he didn't know where he was for a while.

"The wind is exhausted... I seem to have a dream."

The person on the body paused, and the hoarse bass tickled the ears of the person.

"I also had a dream, and it was a good dream..."

The man who was too unbearable laughed so low that Wang Xiaobaa shrugged his shoulders and gently pushed him.

"Don't continue..."

Wen Feng made a noncommittal hum, every time his flat belly was lightly approached, the man would tremble, making Wen Feng feel interested again and again.

Under the loose neckline is a better view, but Wenfeng did not continue, today has reached the limit that Wang Xiaobaa can accept him.

The loose neckline was closed by him.

"This is the last..."

The rustling laughter and sobs were swallowed, and when Wen Fengjin raised his head, he gently pressed Wang Xiaobaa's lower lip with his lips, full of reluctance and unfinished feelings.

The sound of the cloth rubbing faded away, the person on the body was pressed against the mechanism on the inner wall of the coffin, the huge coffin lid slid open, and peach blossoms like burning Kazuki rushed in with a charming fragrance.

Wang Xiaobaa raised his arms to cover his mouth. He was more like a living person when he was close to the tree, his face was slightly red and the spirit in his eyes was lively, with the flush after being intimate.

The feminine and handsome man who directly opened his robe and exposed his chest was more unruly. After stepping out of the coffin, he stretched out his hand to him inside, and his full lips stretched and curled up.

"Come on, Sleeping Light, I'll tie your hair."