Me and my Husband Sleep in a Coffin

What I had thought about the wind was that the brother knew the part of the truth he deliberately revealed, and was full of guilt for him, and then depended on him wholeheartedly, and finally entrusted his body and heart to him, and then passed the wind. I'm so cold ``Brother I hold you' happy life!

However, as the ancients, we have heard a lot about the boss, and obviously do not know the mode of getting along with the modern people...

Wang Xiaomao, the brackets didn't catch up to the big brother: they became a king, and when they were bullied, they were pitiful and pitiful.

Wang Xiaomao, the parenthesis knows that he is the big brother in the heart of Bai Yueguang: his mouth is chaotic and his mother is rising, and his smile is gradually rampant!

The changes are as big as your girl|boyfriend before and after marriage.

"Little Wenzi, washed your clothes."

Wenfengjin: "..." Little Wenzi? ? ?

"Xiaowenzi, I used that knife holder as a clothes rack"

Wen Fengjin: "...how about my Liao Yuejian?"

"Ah? Oh, I threw it on the ground!"

All the news: "..."

"Little Wenzi! The snack I put last time was stolen by Mu Yi. You will let him return it to me!"

All the news: "..."

"Xiaowenzi, you said that the lamp of the squad did not burn out after so many years, then I would put it on the ground and cook the hot pot...wow! It's on fire! Come and save the fire, Xiaowenzi!"

The burnt, screaming Wang Xiaomei was running around, and the sigh of the wind was gone, and the expression of evil spirits and madness was gone. He flew over and put Wang Xiao like a little milk dog whose tail was pinched. He cuddled into his arms, waved his palm, a huge stone slab on the ground shattered violently, and the mixed mud instantly crushed the lamp oil.

Wen Feng held the tearful little thing in his arms and looked at the innocent face on the forehead with a fever and curly yellow hair.

Frowning Wen Feng just wanted to say something, Wang Xiaomei glared his eyes, bulging his face!

"What are you doing? Are you going to kill me!"

All the news: "..."

Holding love to commit murder, but that's it.

The breezy and funny smell never stopped holding his nose, watching him muttering'bold', his teeth tickled and bitten that face, warm and soft skin, the dreamy and flexible person, even if the skin was cold of.

Wen Feng's heart gradually filled with a warmth.

Later, Wang Xiaoma found that the smile on Wen Feng's face was less, but the little one was the twisted and paranoid smile, and the more was a helplessness. In a call of'Xiaowenzi', put down his hand Busy things, funny looking back expression.

He frowned, but he was happier than ever.

After Wang Xiaoma deliberately made trouble, he watched his gradually vivid expression snicker.

If you are sad, I will give you all of you to warm you. Although I am naughty, I just don’t want you to be so lonely...

There is a kind of angel in the world, called Ghost Spirit, who always gets in trouble and gives you a kiss to please your girl|boyfriend.

To deal with this kind of small things that can be skinned and soft, and always sprout your heart, you don't need to fight, just kiss him hard.

When sleeping at night, the person who always sneaks on the chest of the big brother now starts to touch brightly and honestly, even putting his hand at the bottom, and must pinch the little brothers of others to sleep.

Looking at the head pressed against his chest, he stomped on his tummy thighs, and small, deliberately purring noises.

Wen Feng endured very hard, and finally was rejected.

Wang Xiaoma: "Aren't you going to press the gun?! I can't hold it anymore!" Huh, disgust!

All the news: "..."

The most pit buyer show in history Buyer show: Brother Wen Run who didn’t get it, Xiaoxiao, the unlucky king who got it.

I couldn’t bear to hear that Mr. Wen planned to push away Wang Xiaoyao, Wang Xiaoyao said: "Are you disgusting me? Ah? You said! Wang Wangwang!"

Wen Fengjin: "...Don't learn dog barking, Xiaoba."

Wang Xiaoba: "...Wang Wangwang!" Bite you!

Unconsciously, Wenfeng had no way to call this brother with broken legs his brother and sleeping lamp, so his bizarre black pupils began to be full of sweet spoils, from a person who admired the back of his former brother. , Became an'old' man who endlessly loved the little bastard.

There is a king who is so bored that he starts to squeeze the mud, the earth palace is short of everything, and there is no shortage of electricity and network.

Wang Xiaomei once asked Wen Fengjin: "There should be fish in such a long underground river."

Wen Feng paused and said, "I did throw a few live-resistant fish in it at that time, but their role was to prevent grave robbing..."

"Wow! There are fish! Then we can finally eat fish!" The cheerful Wang Xiaomei felt like looking for something to fish. He didn't even hear what the wind said.

Until Wang Xiaomei caught a big fish with black hair and a black head in the water, even after dreaming for two days, it was the nightmare that the small head fish grinned at him.

Wang Xiaoma: "..." I was stupid to believe that there were any serious fish in the tomb palace!

Since then, Wang Xiaomei has never said anything about fishing and grilling.

Obediently began to squeeze his mud by the river, two finished products, but also ashes, one for Wen Feng and one for himself, when they were discovered by some experts, dug out of the soil, then they Can be used.

Now he gradually dreamed of some things in the past. Although his mouth was bitter when he woke up, Wang Xiaoya attributed everything to the strange tree.

Perhaps it was because of his lost memory that he was awakening, and it took him a lot longer to leave the tree.

I also met a lot of ‘little cuteness’ who are well-known.

Those little chic looks real...

In contrast, Mu Yi, the Scarlet Lizardman, is really the best looking one inside.

Wen Feng tried to hold him by the hand to know him: "This is Mu Er." A female ghost who can go to grab a bowl of rice with Zhen Zi's sister and has a pale, black hair and a greasy facial expression is said to live in the water.

"This is Musan." A tree mushroom with no human form at all. It looks like a tree mushroom with facial features and hands. Looking at it from afar, it looks like walking, cough, the kind that men know Things... And Wen Feng said that the mucus on his body must not touch, it will instantly turn the living into a pool of water, leaving only the clothes.

"This is Mu Si."

"This is Muwu."

"this is……"

After the introduction, ten monsters who guarded the tomb all knew each other, and Wenfeng smiled and said, "Are they cute?"

A group of big monsters laughed with awkward sounds.

Wang Xiaozao: "...Well, it's super cute." It's okay to make a list of the most terrible ghosts.

Wen Feng gently rubbed his head: "Take them with you when you walk in the tomb palace. Do you know that the location here is not known by one person alone? There are so many tomb robbers that upset you. Don't hurt yourself."

Take them? They walked from the front, and I pulled a rope from the back?

Brother, are you a dog walker or a night ghost? !

What do you think of the grave robbers seeing this family? what? !

Wang Xiaoma looked blankly at his ugly face: "Sorry, ugly."

The big group of tomb-keepers wailed and cried, and it sounded pitiful-a fart! It's just a magic sound to whisper!

Wang Xiaoba: "...Can't we be so real in the movie?"

Big guys: No, the master looks at it!

As soon as he looked up, he smelled the wind and smiled, didn't he stare beside him?

"Little Wenzi..."

"Ok?"

"drive!"

"..."

On that day, Wang Xiaoba not only rode on the back of the ‘Xiaowenzi’ covered by the dark clouds, but also walked through most of the tomb palace, and walked into the ten monsters in the thriller.

Wang Xiaoba, who had fun, had to walk in his cemetery every night before falling asleep. After ten days, he had lost all the wind and cough.

But he also found an interesting phenomenon, that is, the relationship between the large lizard wood one and the big mushroom wood three seems to be bad.

Every time I walked, Mu Yi lay on the tomb or wall above his head, and then walked and secretly spit on Mu San...

And Mu San endured it once or twice, but Mu laughed when he didn't say a word, but he started to secrete corrosive mucus to Mu Sanqi like a big mushroom. Erhemu Wuhao yelled...

"..."

This Nima makes me feel like a Husky who owes his hand and owes it!

"Don't care, Muyi and Musan were not right before they were born." Wen Fengjin whispered back to Wang Xiaomao. After he finished speaking, he glanced at the ones in front.

Mu Yi fell down from the wall and walked honestly, and Mu San no longer secreted acid.

A few walking monsters in the dark tombs are unrecognizable, and the big monsters crying and crying are squeezed and squeezed, like a litter of dog cubs kicking forward.

"..." Wang Xiao-zai found it interesting and funny: "You're so fierce.

The wind stunned for a while, and some eyes widened in amazement, "What do you call me?"

On his back, Wang Xiaoma couldn't see the full expression of Wenfeng, and said with a smile: "Baby and his father! Do you think we plus them look like a family of three... a family of twelve? ~"

After carrying his news for half a day, he did not speak and did not continue to walk. When the big monsters in front looked back curiously, Wang Xiaomei crooked his head and leaned over to see the expression of Wen Feng.

"Xiaowenzi, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Wen Feng seemed to be suddenly recovering. He turned Wang Xiaozai on the back and started to walk silently.

"Full wind? What's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, Xiao ba..."

"Ok?"

"Baby... his mother..."

"..."

The hoarse voice of laughter swept gently, and Wang Xiaoma instantly blushed, and the air was silent, but this time it was sweet silence.

When returning to the standing platform, Wang Xiaomei and Wen Feng lay in the coffin.

The two of them lay flat and did not sleep. This time, Wang Xiaoma didn't stretch his hand, and the tiny breath of a person was infinitely amplified when he heard the wind.

Without the coffins together, you can see the peach blossoms full of blushing and burning.

A cool, skinny hand gently covered Wang Xiaomei's hand.

"you……"

"you……"

The two people turned their faces to look at each other, and the thicker things poured into their surroundings like maltose that couldn't be ripped, sweet, breathless...

Wen Fengjin laughed suddenly, and the soft and beautiful face with evil spirits was quiet at this moment. He closed his eyes and slowly came together, and Wang Xiaoma also closed his eyes and waited quietly.

With light pink lips finally met together...

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[The author has something to say: who dare to say that I am not sweet~~~

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