I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Xiao Li ended the copy of the gathering of the soul village, returning to reality, the original blank note fell from the air to the table top, with a wet paw print on it.

The little black cat got out of the small yellow book, fell lightly on the ground, and jumped flexibly to the desk, shaking his hair.

Originally it was soaked by the rain, and it could be re-extracted by Xiao Huangben. The hair was actually dry, and the fluffy hair was vertical, like a small coal mass. It looked up curiously, then sniffed the note with his nose and extended his right paw, just right on the paw print of the blank note, the shape fits perfectly.

Little black cat: "Hey."

At the same time, Xiao Huang, who returned to the desktop, shook a bit and appeared synchronous translation: [Thank you. 】

Xiao Li was stunned by the end of the sound. He was also worried that the little black cat would not catch the rain and would catch a cold. I didn't expect this kind of plot creature to return to the original state after leaving the copy world.

He looked at the little black cat and reached out to touch the head of the plush dumplings.

First, the little black cat touched it.

Secondly, the little black cat twisted his head, and Xiao Li’s finger passed over the tip of his ear. It screamed again and jumped to the window, sitting side by side with the sandalized doll and sitting on the balcony. Downstairs night flowers, Zhang big mouth exposed two small fangs, yawned.

Xiao Li turned his attention back from the little black cat, and turned over the small yellow book. Looking at the large section of the confession, Xiao Li: "............ Shut up."

The remaining rain water dripped from his fingertips on the small yellow book, and was sucked in.

Xiao Huang Ben: [Would you like me to shut up? 】

[You don't have to kiss me, so I will be busy feeling the heat and sweetness of your lips. Just like drinking a spoonful of honey, I will devote myself wholeheartedly and will not want to say anything extra. 】

[To maintain this, it doesn't matter if I don't talk for a lifetime. 】

Xiao Li:? ? ?

A second is not bad, you still want to kiss for a lifetime?

Xiao Huangben felt the rain, thought of something, and immediately turned around: [You just drenched the rain, go to the bath, or you will get sick. 】

The wind blew in from the wide open window, and Xiao Bing blew his body. He closed the little yellow book, untied his wet clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Before, in the village of Jue, there were other things that distracted him. Now returning to the real world, Xiao Li feels that the body is cold and sticky, very uncomfortable.

He took off the wet clothes and took a hot bath. After the coldness of his body retreated, he came out.

The temperature of the hot water successfully warmed back to the low temperature of Xiao Li. He drew directly into the quilt and slept with the warmth that had just come out of the bathroom.

In that long-lost dream, the unknown man appeared again.

Xiao Limo vaguely found that the chain on his wrist had been unlocked, as if he could expand from bed to room - but he is now sleepy and does not want to get out of bed.

So he just turned over and just ran into the man's arms.

The other person adjusted his posture so that he could sleep better, while patting his back with his hand and leaning against the bed and looking at Xiao Li.

I don't know how long it took. After a long time, Xiao Li almost fell asleep. He only heard the sweet voice of the person ringing in his ear: "You really don't remember me, are you?"

"But I still remember you."

"Although you have forgotten me for a long time, forgetting our first encounter, those may be insignificant for you." The man's tone is very stable, but it sounds like some depression, like the iceberg under the sea," But I remember it."

He still remembers a lot.

He lowered his head and his forehead reached the boy's forehead. They are now close, but he didn't really kiss.

The man just looked at him, then pressed his finger on the other's lips, smirked his lips and smiled, no more tossing Xiao Li.

Therefore, this dream soon passed.

In the morning of the next morning, Xiao Li not only could not remember the dream of last night, he even forgot where he was there - because he had a fever for a long time.

Although Xiao Jia's young master is not as good as sports athletes, it is extremely difficult to get sick from small to large. This time, in the extremely cloudy place of Juhuo Village, it has been raining for a long time. After returning, it is enough to fry the forehead.

He was lying in bed and was groggy. The doll stood on the table and rolled out a towel from the bathroom with his hair and covered it on Xiao Li’s forehead.

The mobile phone that Zhou Ying’s resident automatically called out the WeChat interface, and sent a message to Zhengyi’s WeChat for leave.

The little black cat who was sleeping in a dumpling shape woke up and licked his paws, pushed the face of Xiao Li, and after being heated by this temperature, he used a relatively cold nose to lick.

Xiao Huang Ben on the table: [... is it really sick? I didn't expect humans to be so fragile, like porcelain dolls... but their faces are red, very weak, very cute. 】

[But it’s still distressed. This kind of emotion has the upper hand. It’s very distressing. Why didn’t you give him an umbrella that night? Still have to take care of it, you have to look good. 】

The two messages only appeared for a moment, and they were erased by themselves.

Xiao Li opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling at the top of the head, feeling that it was spinning, so he closed his eyes again, ready to sleep again - only this time his sleep did not last long, and came knocking from the door. The door, the man knocked three times lightly and opened the door.

The knocking on the door was really weak. Xiao Li was sober for three seconds and went to sleep.

The door opened by himself, and a handsome young man came in, it was Xiao Li’s same table.

He didn't know what way to go in. The servants and housekeepers in the hall turned a blind eye to him. After he came in, the three ghosts in the room quietly retired and hung on the lawn outside the villa to see the scenery.

Shen Yanzhi extended a hand and covered it on the boy's forehead.

His body temperature is very cold, and the low is like a ghost. For Xiao Li, the effect is similar to that of the ice pad, and it is too much to completely calm down the discomfort of Xiao Li.

The young man closed his eyes and didn't see what he did. There was a faint black gas sucked out from the young man's eyebrows—almost an instant, and Xiao Li’s original face changed back to the usual nature, breathing It has been a lot smoother.

Look at it for a while... just go before he wakes up.

Shen Yuzhi found an excuse for himself.

He was horned for Xiao Li, and he adjusted the angle of the pillow behind his head. Then he stayed at the bed and took the boy's hand.

It is a real touch.

Desperately thinking, it is much better than the feeling of dreams - even if the dream he created is real, it is just a finger in the reality of this person.

Even if he just looked at him from a distance, he didn't want to laugh all the time, just like someone put a lot of sugar in his heart.

- This also led to the fact that he only wanted to watch for a while, and he left before Xiao Li woke up. As a result, he didn't pay attention. The sky outside the window was getting dark. The man on the bed opened his eyes, but he was still here.

Xiao Li feels that she has been sleeping for a long time, but the treatment effect seems to be good, the head is not dizzy, he feels that he can play five now!

But when the people at the bedside came into view, Xiao Lizhen took a moment: "...indulge?"

How could this guy be at his bed?

The young man licked his lips and his face was always cold. He nodded to answer Xiao Li’s words.

"How come you?" Xiao Li sat up halfway from the bed, looked around and asked in confusion.

The words of indulgence are like gold: "Look for your review."

Xiao Li: "...?"

Does he seem to be so passionate about learning?

Shen Yuzhi: "The final exam, we are at the same table, the teacher asked me to help you."

Xiao Li picked up the mobile phone from the pillow and saw that the above row was all WeChat from Zheng Yifa: [Liu trough, Xiao Li, what happened to you? 】

[Why did I suddenly see a phone in my mobile phone, no source, no mobile phone number, no WeChat, no blackheads - it told me to "help Xiao Li take a vacation"? ! 】

Xiao Li: "........."

He put down his mobile phone, adjusted his expression, and said to Shen Zhi: "How come you come in?"

The youth rolled up to the elbow shirt and fell down: "I said I came to you, so I came in."

Xiao Li thought that Xu Mei was at home. When he saw Shen Shen, he let him in. He didn't think much. He just relaxed his body and asked casually: "When did you come?"

Because of this movement, the neckline of the nightgown was wide open, revealing a slender collarbone and shoulders.

Indulging in the eyes: "...just."

Xiao Li was not suspicious. He walked down from the bed and didn't avoid it. In his opinion, Xiao Huangben's wonderful existence did not come out for ten years. Shen Zhizhi is his classmate. There is no connection between the two. . As a boy, playing a basketball hook and shoulders, even taking a bath together is a normal thing. He said as he stood up: "If you are a tutor, you can still play the game."

The voice of Shen Yuzhi does not know why it is a bit low and dumb: "Good."

Xiao Li’s room has always had a lot of games, but no one is coming. He has played online games and teamed up. Now that he has indulged, those games have finally come into play.

While playing games in the room in Xiao Li and Shen Zhi’s nest -

Outside the Xiao Family Villa.

A middle-aged man stepped on the black shadow under his feet, and the black shadow pointed straight to the window of the Xiao Li room.

He is a monk who can naturally see the abnormality of the room. He said that the ghost is not like a ghost, but also like a fairy. The black shadow under his feet wrapped his whole body and brought him into the backyard of Xiaojia Villa.

The connection to Mr. Ye’s ghost is nearby and seems to be covered by something –

The middle-aged man bypassed a flower bed and looked up into the window. He was cold and not looked at with a doll.

man:? ? ?

There was a faint black light in the blasphemy of Tanari, and its hair became longer and greedily looked at the man... the shadow of the feet.

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