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Chapter 183 The Sixth Shadow(2/2)

"No, no, this is just Alyssa, Cindy is squatting over there."

"Wanwan is so smart!"

"No..." She happily shook her feet that could not reach the ground, and suddenly she became energetic: "Ah, Mr. Feng Wuli, look, their husbands have also joined the hunt!"

Wanwan excitedly pointed at the TV with her finger, but when she turned to look at Feng Wuli, she was a little confused, because he was holding a furry thing in his hand and why it looked so familiar.

Eh? That seems to be her tail, why did it go to Master Feng Wuli!

Don't play with her tail!

"Really, what are their husbands' names?"

"Call, call Simba."

She looked at her tail being played with by Mr. Feng Wuli, and then looked at Mr. Feng Wuli's face, which was focused on watching TV. He hesitated to speak, and his cute toes curled up and spread out.

Feng Wuli kept talking to her, and Wanwan wanted to remind her every time, saying, Master Feng Wuli, you accidentally caught Wanwan's tail, can you give it back to Wanwan?

But every time she mustered up the courage to speak out, Master Feng Wuli would ask her questions again, such as what these lions were doing and why the other wildebeests didn't help their companions.

Wanwan had no choice but to answer Master Feng Wuli's questions seriously, and then watched helplessly as her tail was pinched and rubbed in his hands, wondering when she could take it back.

The door to the shower room opened, and Feng Wuli got up to find clothes to take a shower.

Her tail was loosened and she fell weakly on the sofa. Wanwan hugged her back in aggrieved manner.

After taking a shower in the evening, Feng Wuli went back to his room to read for a while, while Ye Ji fought with the polar bear doll on his bed.

They are now comrades-in-arms. To her, the irregular quilt is like a rolling mountainous terrain. The stupid cat is imagining that there are many evil enemies under the bed. Relying on her imagination, she occasionally rushes to the bedside and stretches out her paws to pull at it.

Then jump back again.

Occasionally, she would turn into a human form, stick her butt out, hold her hands on the edge of the bed, hold her "comrades" under her arms, and then look at the imaginary enemies under the bed with a feline look on her face.

She raised her head and glanced at the figure from behind. In the past, Wuli would play this kind of game with her, but she didn't know when she started.

She continues to fight alongside her polar bear comrades.

Feng Wuli looked at the class group messages on his phone.

The end of the semester is coming, and the winter vacation is less than a month away. After the winter vacation, it will be spring, and when the weather gets hot, he will graduate from high school.

He felt it was very quiet behind him. Anyone who has raised a child knows that it is normal for the living room to be noisy when you are busy in the kitchen. If it suddenly quiets down, then Gua Wazi will definitely act like a monster again.

But when he turned around, he saw a black cat sleeping on the polar bear's belly, its belly stretching and shrinking, and its little head hanging limply to the side.

He looked at the time, then gently went over to lift Ye Ji up, put her back into the cat's nest, covered the kitten with a quilt, then turned off the light and went out.

It was freezing cold in the living room. No one wanted to suffer the cold in the living room in winter, so they went back to the room early. Feng Wuli wore thin pajamas and felt like the wind was blowing in the living room with tight windows.

He pushed open the little zombie's door directly, then closed it after entering.

Wang Xilou is holding a book, with a quilt covering his belly, leaning on the bedside to read.

She frowned and began to accuse: "Why did you come to Master's room?"

Feng Wuli felt a little speechless. He walked over with his head sullen, kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed. It was freezing and snowy outside, and the bed should be warm, but the little zombie's bed was no different from the outside.

She is more like a cold-blooded animal than a warm-blooded animal, so she needs a hot water bottle or a heater. But this year, she has paid enough attention to it, and Feng Wuli decided to volunteer to be a heater.

Wang Xilou closed the book and followed the guy who had already lifted the quilt to get in. He persisted: "You ran into Master's room in the middle of the night and even went to Master's bed. How is it that you behave like this?"

"Early to bed."

"...I'll read a book for a while, you go to bed first."

"What are you reading?"

Feng Wuli, who was already lying down, raised her head a little and glanced at the title of the book. She had given up on How Steel Was Tempered and continued to read Back to Fighting to Break the Sky.

He was bored, so he lay back and looked at Wang Xilou's profile. Her brows wrinkled from time to time, and occasionally there was a lewd smile on her lips.

The little zombie wears the same style of pajamas as him, except that he has a white background with a blue dinosaur pattern, while hers has a white background with a pink dinosaur pattern.

Feng Wuli yawned several times and became increasingly sleepy, but he refused to go to sleep first.

After an unknown amount of time, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and he woke up a little in a daze.

The people around me rustled, changing from sitting to lying down.

He turned over and smelled the woman's milky scent and warm scent from the little zombie.

Their faces were very close to each other.

The cold wind was biting outside the quilt, but it was as warm as spring inside.

The master and apprentice whispered for a while, talked and laughed for a while. Sometimes they would just look at each other without speaking. At this time, they would find that just by looking at each other's eyes, it goes without saying.

One word can actually be so satisfying.

Unknowingly, the quilt gradually became warm due to Feng Wuli's presence, and she looked at the other person's eyes that slowly closed.

Wang Xilou couldn't help but feel confused.

Then I found that the little apprentice had fallen asleep.

"..."

She moved forward lightly, kissed the corner of the other person's mouth, then slipped her head under the quilt, found a comfortable and warm embrace, and clung to him.

This year is the warmest winter of the year.
Chapter completed!
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