Me and my Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Wang Xiaoma collapsed inside the coffin and watched the auspicious clouds carved inside the coffin draw large limbs, the dog's eyes were indifferent, the clothes were too late to wear, and the small dumplings were exposed outside.

Huge chunks of strawberries spread behind the ears and tattooed to the toes.

Wang Xiaoba: ...I am almost a dumpling.

The culprit was sitting on the casket edge, the fiery suit wrapped around his lower body, revealing a sturdy back and an enviable male dog waist, with long hair like ink on his back, while humming words and tapping the casket with his fingers .

Simply put-the mood is so good! ! !

Look at the stupid example of your body being hollowed out, and then look at people's waists and shoulders, and their shoulders are not sore, and their proud tails must be lifted into the sky!

Wang Xiaomao popped out a small flame called jealous...

He grinded his teeth and shouted, "Little Wenzi..."

"Huh?" Wen Feng turned his head around, and Wang Xiaoma's eyes were almost blinded by his bright smile.

Wang Xiaoba: "..." Brother, are you so happy? Everyone has collapsed!

Wen Fengjin changed his posture instead of sitting on the edge of the coffin, but stood on the ground and fell down, leaned over and touched Wang Xiaoma's cheek with his hands. The expression and eyes were so tender and tender.

Can't wait to rub the other person into his chest.

"Little bastard, yesterday..." It was mentioned yesterday that the boss heard his face turned up and wanted to force people to set up, but he couldn't help but laugh, his eyes flashed brightly, and he grabbed his hand tightly: " Yesterday I was so happy, I will take care of you forever and forever, and I will be responsible to you! Never disappoint your affection and trust!"

"..."

"Right, we are already married, hahaha."

"..."

The soft and evil face did not suppress him with a silly smile.

Don’t be like that, I’m scared. Wang Xiaoma swallowed, and heard the wind say: "Our Northland women are married for the first night... I will definitely eat a bowl of red bean rice when I break my body. Although there are no red beans in the sleeping tomb, I found it in the hands of those tomb robbers. Yes. I’ll dress you up and cook for you in a moment."

Wang Xiaoma was lifted out of the coffin by him. He sniffed the wind and gently lowered his eyebrows to dress him. After wearing it, he hugged him up. His long black hair was meandering and drooping, as if on the red wedding dress. Damask.

With steady arms around his shoulders and legs, Wang Xiaoma lay in a stroke in his arms.

I am always super handsome and super warm!

When they came to the underground river where they were washing clothes, Wen Feng carefully put him down, "You are waiting for me here."

"Okay." Wang Xiaoma blinked and nodded cleverly, looking forward to watching Wen Feng clean up all the pots they used before, igniting the alcohol block and boiling water to cook porridge.

However, when the porridge was cooked, the wind and the mystery covered it up. When Wang Xiaoma looked at it clearly, the beans and rice had been cooked, and the lid was tightly covered.

Wang Xiaoma smiled sweetly in his heart and grumbled indifferently on his mouth: "Cut ~ still secret? I'm not curious anyway."

Wenfengjinwenyan smiled and did not speak.

After that night, the two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but float pink flowers, and Wang Xiaomei blushed and turned around with thick neck.

Wen Feng smirked, and his eyebrows were all charming.

The porridge was cooking for a long time, and the air was quiet. Wang Xiaoma couldn't help but want to watch the wind and wind, and turned his head, hehe, he also stared at him beautifully!

Oops~ This is the first time I'm going to die!

Wang Xiaoma stood up violently: "I, I, I will squeeze the mud by the river!"

The wind froze for a moment and nodded with a grin.

Wang Xiaoma, who is on the same foot, squatted far away from him and played mud with the river water, while squeezing various shapes arbitrarily, while thinking about what they were yesterday, his face was blushing and he couldn’t help it. Hey."

Suck~ The waist that smells like wind is so strong~

Sucking~Last night~ Hey hey~

After looking back, God looked down, and the mud in his hands was pinched into a big brother who had heard the wind.

"..."

Ahhhhh!

Wang Xiaoma slaps it with a slap, and the smoke above his head can't wait to find a ground seam! He stared at the water-filled eyes, his cheeks were flushed with red cheeks, and he covered his mouth with the back of his clean hands.

...... Mother, think the man who first tasted the taste of [BEEP] really cannot control his mind!

He didn't know Wen Feng looked at his shameful expression not far away, slowly opened his mouth and bit his lower lip with his teeth...

Uh, super cute.

Um, I want to say.

The year-round "beep" period, the old immortal who tastes the taste, can't control his brain.

When the love smells sour in the air, the porridge is cooked, the smell and heat of the fragrance are scattered into the air, and the lid is opened and stirred, and the expression of satisfaction is revealed.

"Little bastard, come and eat."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoma hurriedly put down the mud in his hands, washed his hands from the icy river water and happily walked over.

Red bean rice, except for grandma, this is the first time someone cares about him and cooks for him!

He smelled the wind, and the porridge he just cooked was very hot. He whispered while blowing, "I am also making it for the first time. Just eat as much as you can, don't burn it."

Wang Xiaoma stared at his gentle face and smirked, "It's okay! I'll eat it all!"

"That's good, be careful." Wen Fengjin was also very happy to hand him the porridge.

Wang Xiaomei, who was so happy that he was about to fly, was taken over by wind and fire. His eyes were shining with pickups, and he was about to eat, and he bowed his head...

Wang Xiaoma: "..."

Wen Fengjin had taken a bite and saw Wang Xiaoma stiff like a piece of wooden immobile chopsticks, frowning and asking, "What's the matter, Xiao Ma? Isn't it appetizing?"

"...No, just now you said you didn't find red beans, you found something else, right."

"Yes indeed."

"..." Wang Xiaoba picked a green bean from the bowl with a blank expression. "So you replaced it with green beans?"

Wen Feng tilted his head: "Mung bean clears fire and detoxifies, is there anything wrong?"

"..."

Wang Xiaoma silently picked up the bag of beans on the ground.

Found it read: ‘Mung bean for Robbery! The professional holy water is soaked for seven, seven, forty-nine days, edible and treatable zombie dumplings, received good feedback and returned two yuan~

"..."

Mung bean special for stolen grave!

Shen Te Mo holy water soaked forty-nine days! Shouldn’t it be soaked in water? And after soaking for forty-nine days, have you asked about the feeling of mung bean!

Sprout in minutes to show you! Also positive... bad review! Bad review!

He was eye-to-eye with the mung bean. The cute mung bean seemed to shout again: "I am green! You will become green after eating me!"

Wang Xiaoma covered his face with a smile, and shed two broadband tears.

Then after the first day, my Da Zong Zi Lao Gong served me (Da Zong Zi) with a bowl of Holy Water Mung Bean Porridge. Can such an old Dao burn? Is it illegal to burn? Waiting online is very urgent!

"Xiao ba, why don't you eat it." Wen Feng urged him.

Wang Xiaoma picked up the bowl and wanted to buckle it on his head, thinking about the force value of the two and sighing down.

"Little Wenzi~"

"Ok?"

"You know Cuckold, you are green, what do you mean?"

The ancient gangster frowned and shook his head.

Wang Xiao's laughable kindness picked out the beans in the bowl and sandwiched it with him: "Yesterday you worked hard. You eat more and I just drink porridge."

At the mention of last night, Wen Feng's expression softened, and he even pinched the bean back: "You eat more, after all..."

"..." Chewing the mung bean porridge in his mouth, Wang Xiaolan felt the mung bean really hot, his heart was cold...

I don't know if the zombie can't eat mung beans, or if the mung beans are really soaked in holy water. At night, the familiar feeling once again swept Wang Xiaoma's stomach.

He got up with a black face and saw that the wind was still nothing!

unfair! Why do everyone eat and drink together, but I am fatter than him, ah no, but I want to diarrhea!

"What's wrong?" Looking at him uncomfortably, Wenfeng frowned, anxious, "Speak, little, don't scare me."

"It's okay..." Wang Xiaoma gritted his teeth and covered his stomach: "I want to go to the toilet."

The wind froze for a moment, thinking that it was the same last time. He immediately picked up Wang Xiaomao and walked quickly to the side hall. He took the tissues he found last time and hurried to the place where he used to go to the toilet.

"I'm waiting for you at the door."

Wang Xiaoma, who took the tissue, nodded headlessly and ran into the cell, squatting with a bitter face in the pain of his stomach.

Alas, sooner or later, I let Wen Feng do me to death!

But this time it won't fall off a big brother... Wang Xiaoma looked up at the slab on the top of his head, thinking about Zhenbei he met from here last time.

Haha, how is it possible? Not to mention that he has found the fish beads, how can a person be in the same trap~

and many more! Why does it always feel like weird flag is over when this is said?

Wait a minute, he will not really fall down and give me a large face-slapping scene? !

Wang Xiao stared at the top of his head with trembling, but when he finished squatting and wiped his ass, he didn’t see anything weird falling down...

What~ I said there are so many coincidences in the world~

Thinking about it this way, Wang Xiaomei felt ridiculous and stood up with his pants, just walked to the door, and suddenly the wind appeared in front of him, dragged him behind him, and looked up at him with his eyes angry!

At the same time, the slate above the cell suddenly made a familiar sound and suddenly opened!

"Wow!--" a familiar person screamed "slap" on the ground and said in his mouth: "Oh my old waist~" Then he crawled up from the ground very briskly He was shaking his dizzy head, and his footsteps were staggering.

‘Bahhahh’ spitting the soil in his mouth, his hands were also flapping on his body, and after a while he remembered to look around.

So the three of them looked at each other in such an unexpected manner that Zhenbei was stunned, and then a big smile appeared!

How dare I still dare to wave my eyes like a Husky!

"Hi! Xiao ba! I'm back! Do you miss me!"

"..."

"..."

Wang Xiaoma looked at Zhenbei, silent for a long while, reached out and gently hit his mouth: let your mouth owe! And... are you calling the summon beast? !

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