Xiao Wang Xilou's hair is very long, which can cover her ass, and the wind is unreasonable to hold up her hair with one hand to avoid being wet by water.

"I feel like you just think Master is having fun right now."

"Indeed."

"Don't you deny it...... All right! You really admit it!" Wang Xilou couldn't help jumping to his feet.

Feng Wuli carefully washed the cracks between Wang Xilou's toes, looked at her forehead with a lot of water droplets, reached out and wiped it with the back of his clean hand, the child's skin was very tender and smooth, he smiled and said, "Wang Xilou has always taken care of me before, and I also want to repay Wang Xilou like this."

「……」

Being looked at by him like this, the little zombie standing in the washbasin was a little twisted, she couldn't be tough if she wanted to be tough in this posture, so she could only turn her head and not look at his face, her face was a little blushing.

"Let's wash our hands."

"Why wash your hands?"

「…… Don't children wash their hands before going to bed?"

"I can wash my hands!"

Feng Wuli didn't want to admit it, he just wanted to have a good time, muttered for a while, and said, "Wait a minute, it's so troublesome to get your clothes wet and your hair."

「……」

Wang Xilou felt that this person completely treated her as a three-year-old child, especially this guy put his hands under her armpits and lifted her whole person in the air, which made her very unhappy.

This guy is still laughing!

Wang Xilou was so angry that he kicked him in the face in the air, but unfortunately the little feet could only keep fluttering, and they couldn't reach it at all.

"Ah, it's annoying!"

She gritted her back molars, her cheeks bulged into buns on both sides, and Feng Wuli couldn't help but pinch it again, it felt so good.

"The wind is unreasonable!"

was called his full name, the little apprentice shrunk his neck, didn't dare to continue to make a mistake, and took the little Lori master back to sleep.

During the period, accompanied by Xiao Wang Xilou's very dissatisfied educational voice, told him that he can't be disrespectful to the master, the master is a great cultivator who is more than 800 years old, and he raised you, you went to kindergarten to fight with people, and the master went to apologize to people one by one to deal with it, although it has become like this now, but I am still the master you admire and admire the most.

Feng Wuli glanced at Master who was holding his neck to avoid falling, and nodded very seriously.

Xiao Wang Xilou shook his calf happily, feeling that his master's dignity had come back a little.

But not much.

The next day it was dawning.

It was quiet outside the old street and inside the house, and the air was very dry in the early autumn morning, and the curtains were not closed between them, leaving a gap, which became the only light source in the room.

Adolescent boys' rooms are generally not tidy, but Wang Xilou will come in every day to clean up, so Feng Wuli's room is very clean and tidy, and there will be no smell.

A cute little head came out under the quilt at the end of the bed.

The child's hair was delicate and soft, Wang Xilou glanced at the sky in a daze, and was about to get up to make breakfast, but he just got up and felt that something was wrong.

Standing on the bed and looking down, seeing the appearance of her little arms and legs, she suddenly remembered what happened last night.

He shook his head with a chuckle, and the long hair behind him was like a waterfall.

glanced at the man next to him again, still asleep.

It's like a child.

Even if the body grows into an adult, boys are born to mature later than girls, not to mention that the wind in Wang Xilou's eyes is unreasonable, and several identities are superimposed.

has not only the reliable and stable appearance of five hundred years ago, but also the figure of the little apprentice who has been relying on her for the past twelve years, and now the appearance after falling asleep is obviously her cute little apprentice.

He also said that he should take care of himself.

She grinned silently, leaned over gently, touched the little apprentice's nose with the tip of her nose, and looked as if she was about to be woken up by herself and hurriedly got out of the way, but the other party just turned over, and her breathing was still peaceful.

Good morning, little apprentice.

She said hello in her heart, and then crawled lightly to the side of the bed and got down

After getting out of bed, he walked barefoot to the door, opened the door and closed it gently.

Usually she gets up half an hour earlier than Feng Wuli, and after washing up and making breakfast, he almost wakes up.

Today, Xiao Wang's West Building faces the first challenge.

The sink was too high for her to reach, and even though she stood on tiptoe and straightened her arms, her face was almost crowded, and she almost touched the faucet.

The wash basin is so ***!

She trotted out again barefoot, moved a chair and came back, stepped on it, looked at her long hair and delicate face, scratched her face, twisted the faucet and prepared to brush her teeth and wash her face.

He also had to tie his hair, his long hair hung down to the tip of his buttocks, his hands became shorter, and it was very troublesome to tie his hair, and in the end he could only take a clip to clip a chicken nest head, looking at himself in the mirror, his little face collapsed.

It's not cute at all!

The towel was hung too high, and she had to jump up to take it off, but she stepped on the air and fell, but it didn't hurt, but her clothes were wet, and the head of the chicken nest became even more chicken nest.

「……」

It turned out to be a mess too.

Forget it, go to make breakfast first, I cooked some more rice yesterday and plan to fry rice today.

Xiao Wang Xilou looked very busy, took a few tissues and wiped them, ran to open the refrigerator barefoot, moved a chair and stood on it to take two eggs, and a basin of cold rice sealed with plastic wrap, and hurriedly trotted downstairs Dong Dong Dong, his feet were wet, leaving a string of dense small footprints, the footprints in the back slowly disappeared, and new ones appeared in front.

The stove was so high, the pot was so difficult to operate, and the oil cup was running out, so she opened the cabinet below.

Usually she has to squat down, but now she can see what is inside when she stands, but the bucket uses a little bit of Arowana so heavy, she has to carry it hard, her little toes are exerting force, trembling and just about to pour it into the oil cup, her hand suddenly lightened.

The oil drum was picked up by the people around him.

She looked up blankly, looking at the little apprentice looking at herself with a chuckle with an oil drum, she couldn't help but smile helplessly, and said in a milky voice, "Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face?"

"Where's the slave?"

"I guess I'm still sleeping." It's only past six o'clock.

"I'll make breakfast."

"Will you?"

Xiao Wang Xilou's face was full of disbelief, this person has not touched the spring water with his five fingers since he was a child, and he can choke on a scrambled egg.

"If only you taught me by the side."

Feng unreasonably put down the bucket, squatted down, untied the chicken-nest-like hair on her head, and the light from the kitchen window slanted to the ground, and the dust in the light path was like fireflies in the sky.

Wang Xilou looked at him stunned, Feng Wuli helped her tidy up the clothes that showed one shoulder, pressed her arm to turn her around, smoothed her long hair like a waterfall over and over again, and simply clamped it up with clips, at least it was not messy.

Xiao Wang Xilou looked at it, reached behind him and touched it, and his tone was quite unconcerned: "It's really ugly."

"Wait a minute, let the slave brush it up for you."

"Pour the oil in, don't pour too much, just a third."

Feng Wuli obeyed her arrangement, turned on the gas stove, beat the eggs, stirred well, cut the green onions, and crushed some hard cold rice in advance.

It's all very trivial work, Wang Xilou stands on a stool on the side to command, and occasionally dislikes him for being clumsy, and just laughing at the unreasonable wind.

The little Wang Xilou became more preachy.

With his hands crossed, he looks old-fashioned.

Then a meal of egg fried rice that didn't look very good-looking was ready, and the master and apprentice tasted it, which was much more unpalatable than the usual Wang Xilou, and it was barely edible.

Outside, too, the sky was completely bright.

The master and apprentice each held a bowl and ate it in the yard, and noticed that the little apprentice had been looking at him and laughing, and Wang Xilou gave him a murder.

As a result, this guy laughed even more unscrupulously.

Wang Xilou also laughed.

Forget it, he's happy.

"Do you want to feed Master?"

Feng Wuli muttered for a while, "You're not really a three-year-old."

"Master, I saw you were having a good time."

「…… Open your mouth."

"You're really feeding!"

Wang Xilou's expression was stunned, he looked at the spoon that reached his mouth, glared angrily at this little apprentice who did not respect him, and then convinced himself that this was the little apprentice serving him, and he would not eat for nothing.

With a little vindictiveness, he came up and prepared to be fed.

Xiao Wang Xilou, who was as cute as a small group in the yard, was suddenly stunned, and Feng asked her unreasonably and suspiciously if she still wanted to eat.

"You, who are you? Where's the lady in the West Building?"

「……」

Feng Wuli put the spoon back, ate the fried rice on it in one bite, and looked at the little zombie whose eyes and momentum had changed dramatically.

"Your aunt sold you to me."

"West Building...... Sold by A-Niang?"

"That's right."

She looked incredulous, the corners of her eyes gradually moistened, her nose was red, and she was crying in the yard.

"I'm looking for A-Niang in the West Building!"

"Don't sell the West Building!!"

"You're rotten eggs! West House hates you!"

Feng Wuli felt that two horns had grown on his head, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Wang Xilou, who was crying and making trouble.

Then he coaxed: "I lied to you, your mother didn't sell you, I am a relative of your family, they let you come to live with me for a few days."

"Westroom hates you!"

"I mean really, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

The wind blew a spoonful of fried rice unreasonably, and stretched it out in front of her to signal.

Xiao Wang Xilou's eyes were red, his mouth was deflated, and there were still a few water droplets on his face, this person was good or bad, so she didn't want to eat this person's things.

But it smells so good.

What is this?

She cried and took a big bite.

The wind was unreasonable, and asked her if she wanted to eat, and if she wanted to eat, don't cry first.

"I'm really your relative, your name is Wang Xilou, your father's name is Wang Er, your mother's name is Liu Fang, you live in Lao Niu Bang, am I right?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, with tears in her eyes, nodded and asked, "Which kiss are you in the West Building?"

The little guy can only speak Jinling dialect, milky voice, more cute, she is also very well-behaved, although there are strange things around, although she is still very afraid, but she also obediently sits on the stone bench, at most she cries.

"I am your future husband."

"Wow!!" Wang Xilou cried loudly.

Feng Wuli watched her cry while eating fried rice, and felt very guilty in his heart, and coaxed her well.

The result was also very coaxing, Xiao Wang Xilou had no time to cry while eating fried rice, Feng Wuli fed her a few bites, she obediently dug her own bowl, and ate while wiping her tears.

"Don't be in such a hurry, it's all yours."

"Thank you." Her face was still crying, but A-Niang told her to be polite.

"Laugh at that, then."

"Huh? Hey." The little one smiled reluctantly.

The wind was unreasonable, the snot bubbles came out, and he didn't feel dirty, so he wiped her with his hand, and watched Wang Xilou eat the fried rice that she had just made under her guidance.

Compared with what Wang Xilou did by himself, it is more than a star and a half worse.

But for Xiao Wang Xilou, he has eaten the best thing in his life.

After a while, the slave and the girl woke up.

There were two more people, and Wang Xilou was even more nervous.

Maybe Feng Wuli was the first person she saw, or maybe Feng Wuli gave her something to eat, Xiao Wang Xilou jumped off the table and trotted behind Feng Wuli, grabbed his clothes, and stretched out half of his head to look at the two of them.

"What's wrong with her?" The slave looked confused.

"Normal reaction." Feng smiled unreasonably and looked at the little guy who was shrunk behind him, and touched her head with his wide palm.

Slave

grinning and teasing Xiao Wang Xilou, this is an opportunity for Luo Nu to meet him when he was a child.

"Do you know who I am?"

Xiao Wang Xilou shook his head weakly.

"I am the future you."

This sentence is completely incomprehensible to a three-year-old child, especially a three-year-old child in ancient times.

Xiao Wang Xilou grabbed Feng Wuli's pants and looked up at this man, obviously he just said that he was a bad person and said that he didn't like himself, but now it is extremely natural to stick to it.

The wind was unreasonable and naturally pressed her little head, and her hair felt soft and soft to the touch.

"She's not a bad person."

Xiao Wang Xilou didn't speak, and he didn't dare to look at the slave, so he buried his face in the thighs under Feng Wuli's buttocks.

Feng Wuli had seen five or six-year-old Wang Xilou, and met him in Wang Xilou's dream at that time, at that time, the little Wang Xilou was well-behaved, not afraid of life, and kind-hearted.

The current three-year-old Xiao Wang Xilou is only cute.

"Why is she afraid of me?" The slave scratched his head.

Feng was unreasonable and angry: "You look like you want to tease her, can you not be afraid of you."

"Forget it, I'm going to send Wanwan to school, Wanwan, let's go."

When she walked by, she grinned at Xiao Wang Xilou, but at this time, Wang Xilou didn't even dare to cry or shout, just closed her eyes and hugged Feng Wuli's leg.

"Goodbye, Lord Feng Unreasonable, goodbye Wang Xilou."

Wanwan followed behind the slave with a small schoolbag, and wanted to go up to say hello when she passed by Wang Xilou, but Xiao Wang Xilou saw her and got between Feng Wuluo's legs with an uneasy face.

Her reaction is the manifestation of her fear of this unfamiliar environment, compared to the unreasonable shouting and crying just now, just like a child who cries and quarrels with her parents at home, and cowers when she meets strangers outside.

Compared with the slave's "self", he subconsciously trusts him more, and this feeling makes Feng Wuli a little embarrassed, and he actually bullied her just now.

"Wanwan, you go first."

"Hurry up." The slave shouted in front.

Wanwan turned around and trotted out with her schoolbag on her back.

Feng looked down at her unreasonably, Xiao Wang Xilou seemed to be particularly dependent on him, his fingers grabbed his pants tightly, noticed his gaze, and looked up at him timidly.

"Am I not a bad person anymore?" He laughed.

"The West Building doesn't know."

"Your mother sold you to me as a daughter-in-law."

"Wow!!" She began to cry again.

After all, it's only three years old.

The wind sighed unreasonably.