I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

A month later.

The red feather pattern meandered up from his chest, and he looked at himself in the mirror. His fair skin set it off, making the tattoo, which was clearly painted even on the down, highlight the beauty of a snow rose.

Wang Xiaobaa pointed her finger at the place on the left side of her face near the arc of her chin, and red buds emerged quietly, which was half the length of a finger longer than a month ago.

The rounded fingertips measure a straight line from the corner of the left eye to the red tip of the bud.

Even closer... from his eyes.

Moreover, the tattoo seems to be entwined with his body, becoming two separate individuals that are closely related to him.

Like a mother who gave birth to offspring, the two lives are so close, and they can clearly feel each other's existence.

The round fingertips pressed down hard, and an inexplicable emotion and sharp pain came from the feather lines under the fingers. Wang Xiaobaa frowned and let go, biting her lower lip with an ugly face.

Not only this one thing is strange, but also...

Wang Xiaobaa went back to the upstairs bedroom.

Since entering the room, those eyes involuntarily fell on the person sitting on the desk in the room.

At that moment, a filter seemed to be added to his eyes, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, 'greedily' sweeping over the man with crossed legs leaning on the chair, holding a book with one hand, with long narrow brows and drooping eyes.

The room is filled with a bitter medicinal fragrance, which is the unique body fragrance of the other party.

At this moment, Wang Xiaobaa seemed to have switched her perspective. Starting from the eyes of a stranger, she re-recognized the man who slept next to her every day from the perspective of God.

His eyeballs rolled slowly, drifting away from that slender body with hidden strength as if containing something.

The other party had just finished taking a bath, and the long silver hair was spread gorgeously and noblely in strands. Some strands fell on his shoulders and slid to his lower abdomen to form a silver circle, and some strands just hung from the sides of his face in an arc and the ends were pressed In the back, but more often around the back of the chair and onto the plush rug.

The loose nightgown couldn't cover those long and straight legs. If you press it with your hands, you can feel it from the knee to the calf as if it doesn't end.

The legs moved suddenly, and Wang Xiaobaa blinked as if she was burned, feeling a little ashamed, but the long eyelashes covered his pupils, and the inexplicable angle of view insisted on sticking to it.

Put your eyes on the other person's chest, the man's figure is really good, after all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and he was called 'No.1' back then, so he is not as thin as Wang Xiaobaa's chest.

The beautiful texture tightly covers it, and every piece of flesh and blood contains powerful explosive power. It is full of beauty when it is still, and full of wildness and powerful power when it explodes!

Like a resting silver beast, it lowers its eyebrows and lies dormant quietly. When it strikes, it will tear apart everything, exposing the flesh, heart, and deepest secret darkness to the air...

Wang Xiaobaa's throat slipped, exhaled lightly the breath she was holding, and raised her hand to hold her nose and mouth.

The face of the silver-haired man is quiet and luxurious, with a proud beauty, from the red burning lines between the brows, to the long eyebrows and the sunken eye sockets... There is a circle of shadows, making the bridge of the nose high and straight, and the lower part of the nose It is a perfectly shaped mouth.

Very red, very moist, the upper lip is thin and the lower lip is just right. When smiling at people, it seems to have the reservedness of a king.

He looked very secretly, very slowly from his angle, in fact, only a few seconds passed, the other party also saw him, and he looked away in a panic when the long and narrow black pupils occupying most of the eye sockets looked over.

Am I sick?What happened today?

Wang Xiaobaa lowered her head and pretended to wipe her hair with a towel. Out of the corner of her eye, she stepped on the fluffy blanket with her feet. The dark blue fluff sank in and emerged from the opponent's fingers, and finally stopped in front of him.

The other party leaned over, pressing the cool big hands on the back of his head, inserting them into the wet hair, Wang Xiaobaa habitually put down the towel and asked him to dry her hair.

Sharpened fingers ran through the black hair, combing it little by little.

At this time, the tip of Wang Xiaobaa's nose was only a few centimeters away from the opponent's neck.

The crisp and straight collarbone and the defenseless neck, from which a strong bitter fragrance came out.

Wang Xiaobaa clenched her teeth and stared straight at it.

"What's the matter today? I haven't spoken all the time." A man's deep voice suddenly came from above his head.

One sentence seemed to break something.

Wang Xiaobaa froze for a moment, nothing in his eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, he didn't know why he was dazed just now.

"...It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy."

"Lie to me." He chuckled under his breath. "We don't really need sleep."

Wang Xiaobaa also smiled, "I'm used to sleeping every day."

"Also, what happened to the pattern on your body?"

"Ah...that."

Don't tell him, if it doesn't hurt, don't tell him.

Wang Xiaobaa smiled and touched her shoulder: "It's okay."

"Really, let me see."

"No, let's go into the coffin and lie down for a while, it's time to go to bed soon."

"Alright."

A few minutes later, inside the red coffin where the two were buried together, Wen Feng turned his head and sighed silently, covering Wang Xiaobaa's eyes with his palms.

"Aren't you going to sleep, why are you looking at me like that?"

Wang Xiaobaa blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes swept over her palm, which was slightly cold from the wind, and brought a numb itching.

"I don't know, I just want to see you suddenly today."

The frank words made Wenfeng stunned, and then the corners of his lips slowly raised a happy arc, and his eyes warmed up.

In fact, Wang Xiaobaa was almost stunned when he finished speaking. I really don't know why he seemed to have taken Veritaserum today. If he usually thought about it in his heart, he quietly took advantage of it.

Even if he and Wen Fengjin have known each other for two lifetimes, they are not too embarrassed to say nasty words, and they will get stuck on the Internet or in their hearts, and they will get stuck when they meet real people.

Wang Xiaobaa asked bluntly, "Don't you like me watching you?"

Heart: ... what the hell am I talking about?

Hearing the wind and hearing the words, he laughed softly: "I like it."

Wang Xiaobaa: "I like it too, I like to see you, and I also like you to see me."

——I was so ashamed that I burst!Why am I out of control with this mouth!Holy crap I'm dead!

Wen Feng withdrew his hand that blocked Wang Xiaobaa's sight, and his two pupils looked at each other tightly. After a while, Wen Feng said with a smile that was not a smile and elongated the tone, "Hmm~"

His half-closed eyes flowed with a smile and something unclear, and his silver hair shawled his shoulders, strange and bewitching.

"So, is that what I think it is?"

Wei Liang held Wang Xiaobaa's palm and clasped his fingers together, rubbing the soft pads of his fingers.

Wang Xiaobaa shook her head crazily in her heart: ...No, no, no!

But in reality, Wang Xiaobaa nodded frankly: "Yes, I want it."

... I must be bewitched, it must be, Wang Xiaobaa wants to cry but has no tears.

After he finished speaking, he laughed at the wind and became even more like a devil who wanted to enjoy dessert, "You keep rejecting me, I thought you didn't like it."

Wang Xiaobaa was so frightened that goosebumps appeared on his back, but on the surface he whispered arrogantly.

"It's not that I don't like it, I always have to be a little reserved, and I'm not too embarrassed. I rejected you once and you can ask the second time. Did I really reject you? I wanted to say that I like me so much every time. , When I was rejected once at the end, I backed out, hmph, are you a man! Don’t you force yourself?! Don’t you understand the simple truth of half-pushing and half-pushing?!”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xiaobaa wished she could bump her head against Wen Fengjin's body.

I don't understand, I really don't understand, ah, I can't see what I am doing anymore!Fuck————!Is this a human language!Do you want face!Shut up—!

He has already discovered that he is not normal today, he is sober looking at himself as a 'drinking maniac', his old face is completely lost! ! !

Wang Xiaobaa wanted to raise his hand to cover his mouth, but in the end his hand was tightly locked with Wen Feng's, and he couldn't pull it apart.

So he could only stare at Wen Fengjin's more interesting smile, and listen to his conversation with Wen Fengjin in dismay.

Hearing the wind, he laughed: "Ah~ so you think so?"

Wang Xiaobaa (No! I didn't!): "That's right, you've been reading those ancient books and ignoring me—hmph, either you're indifferent or you can't get up again!"

Wen Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Can't get up again? Do you want to try it yourself?"

Wang Xiaobaa (no, no, no, no!): "Okay."

...ah, I'm dead.

The shoulders of the man leaning down and laughing on Wang Xiaobaa's head shrugged.

Wang Xiaobaa felt that she had never wanted to explode in place before in her life.

"Are you drinking?"

"No."

"Think of me that much?"

"Ah."

Grandma nodded on Xiaotian Zongzi's face, "...you don't talk to me recently, it's so lonely."

As for the inner Wang Xiaobaa?Already hiccupped.

Wen Fengjin also felt that Wang Xiaobaa was a little strange today, he smiled and rubbed the lines on his fingertips with his palms interlocking with the two of them, and sniffed carefully with the tip of his nose on Wang Xiaobaa's neck.

The eyes they looked at each other in the dark also wanted to tell the truth, this is not a fake, this is really his senior brother, his sleeping lamp and his little baa.

His eyes were still clear and clear in the dark, but his cheeks and ears seemed to be slightly red.

So is it really that lately he's been ignoring him?

Wen Feng bit Wang Xiaobaa's lips.

However, he also found out that today's senior brother is really unexpectedly honest, so Wenfeng whispered in his ear and said maliciously: "I will satisfy you whatever you want, what do you want? Huh?"

The people below answered in a low voice, the smile on Wen Fengjin's face deepened, and the bitter medicinal fragrance permeated the air.

"it is good."

He said, "Get what you want."

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【Pull the lights to be harmonious】

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The next morning, Wang Xiaobaa had a messy hair on his face expressionlessly. If it wasn't for his strong repair ability, he really doesn't know how he survived till morning, let alone what he ate yesterday. Unclean things will be so desperate to say those things to Wenfeng!

But he soon discovered something even more terrifying.

He, there is no way to tell lies!

[The author has something to say: This thing has many side effects, but it has a lot to do with their blood