Don't lick me 8
After Lan Shuang left, Ning Yufeng stood in the room and looked at it, this guest bedroom was even smaller, with only a single bed, a wardrobe and a bedside table.
One is erected against the wall, and the other is squeezed together with the bed, taking up almost two-thirds of the space, making the room look cramped.
It's far worse than the cave house before him, but it's ...... No, the tiger was under the eaves and had to bow his head.
He took off his slippers and lay on the bed, instantly surrounded by the faint fragrance of laundry detergent, this smell was very similar to that on Lan Shuang's body, he couldn't help but turn over, bury his face in the quilt and take a deep breath.
"I finally don't smell like that man."
His depression dissipated, his mind functioned normally, and he turned to look at the ceiling and began to think about his current situation.
He is a tiger demon who has lived for thousands of years, and his strength is extremely strong, he was calculated by the ancestor of the Ling family, and was locked in the lock demon tower to absorb the luck of his body, which was used to make an array eye and nourish the Feng Shui of the Ling family, so the Ling family can prosper forever and become a big family in the demon hunting world in one fell swoop, and it has been brilliant until now.
But now that he is gone, the Ling family's luck will definitely be affected.
But this is far from enough, Ning Yufeng's eyes flashed with Sen Ran's killing intent, he was very sure to repay it, his heart was small, he had been used by the Ling family for so many years, how could he easily let them go?
Revenge is a matter of time.
It's just that there are more important things to do now, Lan Shuang is right, now is the world of human beings, and if he wants to live well, he has to get used to adapting to the rules of human beings.
For example, the strange bed he was lying on, such as the boxy transparent glass window, such as the flower-like lamp on the bedside table.
"It's a lamp, right?" Ning Yufeng looked at him uncertainly, Lan Shuang had indeed introduced him like this before, but how to use it......
He couldn't help but turn over and sit up, picked up the plug of the lamp and frowned for a moment, aiming at the three-hole jack on the wall and was about to poke it in, but he didn't poke it in a few times, and he impatiently "tsk", "What waste?" β
The big demon was in a bad mood, with a force in his hand, with a "click", two of the three legs on the plug were broken, the electric sparks flashed in the jack, Ning Yufeng's fingers were suddenly stiffened by electricity, and the electricity spread along his arm to his whole body.
He shuddered uncontrollably, "Ahhh
The stinging pain struck, and he hurriedly hit the jack with a demonic aura, breaking the jack and making a hole in the wall.
"What's wrong? What's going on...... Finish? β
Lan Shuang had just laid down on the other side when he was woken up by his exclamation, and the poor sound insulation of the house was also a problem.
But fortunately, the sound insulation is not good, otherwise the wall would have to be pierced by this ancestor.
Lan Shuang saw the tragic situation in the house clearly, leaned against the door frame softly, and helplessly raised her hand to stroke her forehead, "Ancestor, what are you doing?" β
Ning Yufeng looked vigilant, as if he had encountered a fierce enemy, pointed to the black pit and said in an unkind tone: "He elects me!" β
Lanshuang: "......"
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"You're good, how can he call you? He's not a living thing! What did you just do? As soon as Lan Shuang walked in, she smelled a faint smell of mush.
She twisted her eyebrows and got closer, only to find the lame plug lying on the ground, and the jack that was broken into pieces.
Lanshuang: "............"
She was silent for a moment, stiffly picked up the corpse of the lamp plug, and asked bitterly, "Why are you plugging in the lamp in broad daylight?" Didn't I advise you to be less strong? β
Ning Yufeng realized that he seemed to have done something wrong, so he touched his nose in a sneer, sat cross-legged, and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't expect this thing to be so fragile......"
Lan Shuang looked at him faintly.
Ning Yufeng: "......"
He lowered his head and shut up.
However, as soon as he lowered his head, Lan Shuang noticed that his hair was smoking.
888 reminded, "Host, his hair is scorched. β
Lan Shuang took a deep breath, her eyes turned black, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I saw it, thank you." β
Ning Yufeng lowered his head for a while, probably feeling a little hot, and reached out to grab a handful on his head, and then grabbed a handful of broken hair, and there was some black ash.
Ning Yufeng was surprised: "What's the matter?" β
He grabbed another handful of unbelievers, and there was another pile of ash on the sheets he had just changed.
Lan Shuang's forehead was bruised, and the next moment, she threw down the plug corpse, grabbed Ning Yufeng's wrist and dragged the person under the bed, "You-go take a bath for me!" β
Ning Yufeng: "Oh. β
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After telling Ning Yufeng how to use the things in the bathroom, after another half an hour, Lan Shuang came out of the bathroom with a dry mouth, tired and tired, and didn't go back to the house, sat down directly on the sofa in the living room, tilted his head, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.
Ning Yufeng conjured up a robe by himself after taking a bath, and walked out barefoot after putting it on, just in time to see this scene.
Lan Shuang didn't know when she lay on her side on the sofa, hunched herself up, looking at the little one, at risk of falling at any time, looking strange and pitiful.
Ning Yufeng paused, swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and he stood in place and stared at Lan Shuang for a long time.
I don't know why, when he saw Lanshuang's cat shape for the first time, he felt a move in his heart when he met those blue eyes, and he felt very kind and familiar inexplicably, and he wanted to grab this little thing and knead it.
Looking at her sleeping face at this time, this feeling not only did not disappear, but became more and more intense.
"Hmm...... Don't make a fuss......"
Lan Shuang was really tired, and she started talking in her dreams when she dreamed.
Ning Yufeng's originally gentle expression suddenly turned cold, "Trouble? Who's making trouble? β
He walked over to the couch and crouched down to stare at Lan Shuang's lips to see what else she could say.
However, after saying that, Lan Shuang closed her mouth and turned over, but the sofa was not spacious, and half of her body was hanging outside the sofa when she turned over, seeing that she was about to fall, Ning Yufeng suddenly knelt on one knee, opened his arms, and Lan Shuang fell into his arms.
"You threw yourself into your arms, I didn't want to do anything."
Ning Yufeng snorted, picked him up, and turned around and entered Lan Shuang's bedroom.
This time he honestly didn't move anything, but as soon as he got to the bed, he wanted to change back to his original shape, halfway through the change, he suddenly remembered that he was too big, and it was estimated that he could collapse the bed, hesitated for a moment, he turned himself into an ordinary big dog, lying on his side beside Lan Shuang, flicking his tail, enclosing the person into his arms, smelling the smell of her, and then closed his eyes comfortably.
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At this time, it is the time of spring and summer, although it is not very hot, but it is sleeping by yourself, holding a ball of fluffy, it can still hold people sweat.
Lan Shuang was in a daze and only felt like she was soaking in a hot spring, and when she opened her eyes, she was covered with water.
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I want furry woo woo too