I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

——I asked my old man to go out to buy a bag of salt, but he brought back a wild man, the kind covered in blood, my inner thoughts.

Xiao Baa was holding a cooking spatula and wearing a sky-blue apron, standing in the porch and staring at Wen Fengjin with the lump in his hand...

Wang Xiaobaa: Well, very good, it is still dripping blood, it looks very fresh, it should be freshly slaughtered.

Hehe——Wang Xiaobaa nearly rolled her eyes and fainted while holding the wooden shovel!

Die, die, die, die, die! ! ! !

He looked at Wen Fengjin in horror, gave a 'slap', and threw the lump out in disgust. Under Wang Xiaobaa's horrified eyes, the lump on the ground moved with difficulty.

Damn!still alive! ! !

Wang Xiaobaa quickly threw the wooden shovel away, knelt down and carefully poked the blood gourd-like guy with trembling fingers.

"Well—don't poke—" the man raised his arm with difficulty.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Does it hurt? Ambulance, ambulance! Call an ambulance as soon as the wind blows! There's so much blood—brother, hold on!" Wang Xiaobaa quickly pulled her finger back, and frantically flipped through her apron The cell phone in the pocket.

But before he could make the call, Wang Xiaobaa suddenly remembered something.

"The wind is gone..." Wang Xiaobaa watched as Wen Fengjin took out the paper towel placed in the entrance, and was carelessly wiping away the blood stains on his hands. He swallowed and said, "This person can't be killed by you." Is it like this?"

"Then if you call the police..." Maybe you won't have to find the murderer when you come here.

"No." Wen Fengjin said, "I picked it up." After he finished speaking, he reached into his pocket and took out something and handed it to Wang Xiaobaa.

Wang Xiaobaa took a closer look and found that it was a small book the size of a palm. It was turned to a certain page, and it was written in crooked and ugly characters:

'The Good Man's Handbook: Help when you meet someone who is hurting. '

It was written by Wang Xiaobaa, and it was also the "rules of good people" written by Wang Xiaobaa.

Wang Xiaobaa stared blankly at the hand holding the small book, until he squatted down after hearing the wind, and the bitter smell lingered on the tip of his nose.

He said, "I listened to you and saved him."

I can't say what it feels like, but looking at Wen Feng's expressionless face, Wang Xiaobaa suddenly wanted to reach out and touch the demon's head disrespectfully.

In fact, Wang Xiaogouzi, who was in the same mind and body, had already done so when he thought so. He put his hand on Wen Fengjin's head and stroked it back and forth.

He also said: "Yaoxi~Yaoxi~"

So cute—um——! ! !

When she came back to her senses, Wang Xiaobaa was in a daze, and her claws froze, saying hello to your sister!Damn, I actually pet Wenfeng like a puppy! ! !

Just when Wang Xiaobaa thought that she would be turned on, she would at least get angry when she heard about it.

Hearing the wind, he laughed.

He didn't grin exaggeratedly, but pursed his lips in a subtle way, like a child who is a little proud and doesn't like to express himself, the kind of smile that is smug but doesn't want you to see it when facing praise.

As if the time and space were out of order, Wang Xiaobaa saw the boy who would throw himself into her arms and act like a baby after class.

The stiff claws moved again, muttering softly along the silky silver hair.

"You did a good job, little Wenzi."

Smell boss: ￣へ￣

Wen Feng pursed his lips reservedly, and hummed seemingly neither salty nor weak.

Wang Xiaobaa rubbed his head, desperately holding back a smile.

After the reward was over, the big bad wolf who was suspected of begging for the reward, Wang Xiaobaa barely helped the buddy on the ground up and let him lie down on his face, then hurriedly went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of water and squatted down to wipe the sticky blood on the brother's body.

With a stern face and little flowers floating on his head, Mr. Wen looked coldly at the people on the ground, and picked up the salt.

He said indifferently: "Leave him alone, I fed him blood, little baa, I want some soup."

Wang Xiaobaa: "..."

Hearing such inhumane words, the wailing voices of the people on the ground became a lot louder, and they slowly twisted their bodies in an "ohhhhhh".

Wang Xiaobaa was startled, and quickly lowered her head to look at him.

"You're calling me and I'll kick you out." Wen Fengji said coldly with downcast eyes.

Aiyo aiyo's whining turned into a whimper.

The big brothers on the ground vividly demonstrated what it means to be cowardly and pitiful.

"Okay." Seeing that the people on the ground were very sensible, Wen Feng nodded with satisfaction, and continued to look at Wang Xiaobaa, with a smile on his cold face, "I want to drink soup, Xiaobaa."

There is a bit of tenderness in the coldness, and there is a bit of coquettishness in the tenderness, and the treatment is so different that it is almost impossible to act.

The big brother lying in the corpse: ...It can be said that it is very real.

After wiping for a long time, Wang Xiaobaa sighed and gave up, but did not wipe the face of the big brother on the ground. After checking that the wound on the man's body had been healed by Wen Feng's blood, Wang Xiaobaa simply let Wen Feng's blood heal. He carried it to the bathtub to soak in warm water.

Hoping to soften the blood stains on his body.

Then?

Then Wang Xiaobaa picked up the rice shovel and went back to cooking and stewing soup... As for the injured?Let's stew it first, oh no, let's soak it first.

But in the end, considering that he may be physically exhausted now, in order to prevent the other party from performing a drowning in his bathtub, Wang Xiaobaa locked Wen Feng in the bathroom and watched him.

"You watch him from here for a while, and I'll cook."

The sound of closing the door and the distant humming disappeared, and the air-conditioned Mr. Wen stared at the person in the bathtub with a half-smile.

That big brother: ... I'm so scared!

Half an hour later, when Wang Xiaobaa cooked the meal and asked them to eat, the man soaked the mud all over his body in the bathtub, revealing his face.

Wang Xiaobaa's eyes widened in surprise: "It's you! A stalker!"

The man who had come back to life choked on his thanks and nodded in embarrassment.

I said how could Wen Fengjin give blood to ordinary people so easily, so it was him, Wang Xiaobaa thought.

Hearing the wind over there, he obviously didn't pay much attention to this man, and walked into the kitchen to serve the meal. He gave the man a cold look, and the man stiffened immediately, and hurriedly followed him like a dog.

"I'll serve it, I'll serve it!"

When he sat down at the dinner table, Wen Fengjin drank the soup gracefully with a spoon, while the brother who was a little shy and embarrassed just now was stuffing rice and vegetables into his mouth like he hadn't eaten in 800 years.

Originally, Wenfeng really didn't want the other party to stay for dinner or even serve the table. In his opinion, he had already followed the content of the "small book" and saved this man, so there was no need to keep the other party.

"That's for me to cook." Wenfeng said.

His eyes were fierce like a wolf protecting food.

"They're all acquaintances, and they don't need a pair of chopsticks..." Wang Xiaobaa scratched his head as he saw the elder brother swallowing his food. The other party's clothes were long gone, so he lent him the extra bathrobe , "Can you? Or just leave him for dinner."

Wenfeng let out the air-conditioning and folded his arms in silence for a while, walked into the kitchen and took a bowl and put it on the ground: "Then let him eat here."

Wang Xiaobaa: "..." Damn you, are you a devil! ?

Wang Xiaobaa, with blue veins on her forehead, put the bowl on the table hard.

"Just eat here!" Look at you bullying others!

In the end, the three of them ate at the same table, Wen Fengjin completely ignored the big brother, and the stunned Wang Xiaobaa looked at him as if he was chewing on delicacies, and suddenly felt that his cooking skills were superb.

The way this brother eats is too much.

While eating, he secretly observed the other person's appearance. The first few times when he could see the front face, he either washed his face to cover his sight, or he couldn't see clearly in the dark alley. The skin is barely exposed.

Wang Xiaobaa always thought it was because of poor vision, but now he realized that it wasn't because of poor vision at the time, but that this brother was really too dark...

Black, that's really black.

It's not the blackness of international friends, it's the natural skin color plus the feeling of being in the sun for ten days and a half months.

Wang Xiaobaa raised her eyes and quietly peeked into his neck, oh my god, the inside of the neck is also the same color.

Other than international friends, there are actually people who can hack like this naturally, awesome!Wang Xiaobaa sighed silently.

Seeing this scene, Wen Fengjin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he followed the extremely picky look up and down at the man who was eating opposite him.

Well, not as good looking as me.

Wen Feng felt relieved and continued to drink the soup, but even if it didn't look good, he couldn't do it!Brother can only look at me!

With a sour taste in his mouth, Wenfeng put his hand under the table in silence, continued to drink the soup with a calm face, and then gave a little luck with that hand...

The man who was eating right across from him suddenly had his eyes bulging!It feels like my feet have been stepped on by an elephant!

"Cough, cough, cough—!" He coughed violently.

Wang Xiaobaa came back to his senses and immediately poured him a bowl of soup, "Hurry up and drink some, why are you in such a hurry to eat? I still have plenty of pot in my pot. I'm choking on it."

"Thank you, thank you." Although he didn't know why his feet suddenly hurt so much, but the man held the warm soup in his hands, looked at Wang Xiaobaa's concerned eyes and was moved, and said with teary eyes: "You are such a good person, ehhhh .”

"Hey." Wang Xiaobaa rubbed the tip of her nose in embarrassment, "It's nothing, you continue to drink."

"Uh-huh!"

"..." Wen Fengjin withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and looked at the soup that the man was holding. From then on, the number one mobile phone on the blacklist in his heart finally ushered in a troubled brother.

……

After the meal, the swarthy elder brother actively cleaned up the dishes, and rushed to clean the dishes and wipe the table.

After finishing his work, he sat on the sofa with some restraint, holding the hot tea made by Wang Xiaobaa, and tremblingly peeked at Wen Feng who was chilling him.

"Tell me." Wang Xiaobaa sat in front of him, "What's the matter with you, how could you lie in the grass in such a wounded state."

The swarthy big brother blinked his big black and white eyes that were particularly distinct under his complexion, and whispered, "Thank you for helping me, I...my name is Baiyu"

"puff!"

Wang Xiaobaa covered her mouth and laughed, her whole body was trembling, "I'm sorry, keep talking..."

Bai Yu: I know I'm black and this name is an antonym, but please show me some respect, please!

Bai Yu, who was black into a ball, stared at the big dog eyes, and when he heard the wind, he fell down again.

"I'm actually just a college student who just graduated... Last time I told you that authentic disciples are all lies... I learned all those things by myself from the picture books left by my grandfather, and I just joined the 'craftsman' In this line of work, staring at you that day was also the first time I practiced..."

When I met us in the first practice, Wang Xiaobaa didn't know who to say who was less lucky.

[The author has something to say: The second update today will be a little later.

Wait for the bug.

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