Me and my Husband Sleep in a Coffin

After six years.

Bai Yu chose to make the body of the person he cares most about into a human skin puppet, weaving a happy ending in the family, and living in eternal self-deception.

The white jade that once laughed was as energetic as every ordinary young man, and finally became a part of the fallen world.

And he and Wenfeng kept the abandoned baby girl. At the beginning, he was tossed every day by this little guy who was always not full and always weeping in the bed. The jealous Wenfeng was still cold. The child gave the name "dog egg" that made people cry and laugh.

Because the baby was too small to take care of, his thoughts were tilted to her. That year, the snub news was like a violent big dumpling, not only beating the tomb robbers in the tomb, but also out of the tomb. Beating those who poached, the inexplicable title of the mountain **** fell on their heads.

It has become a new occupation where the devil is heard and laid off.

Until the second year, the little guy who talked later shouted his father...

From the devil in the millennium legend to the daughter control, Wen Feng used only two words and three seconds...

Wang Xiaoma sat under the acacia tree, with ink hair hanging down from his shoulders, coiled around his hand, smiling and watching Wen Feng holding their children with one arm, to break the peach blossoms blooming on the tree.

The wind circling up from the hole blew up the acacia tree, as if the petals of pink sparks fluttered down, the red robe and silver fluttered, the little girl giggled, and reached out to grab the peach blossoms full of trees...

The little one landed on the nose of a **** big lizard wood, and it sneeze fiercely.

Wang Xiaoma turned his head to close his eyes and let those invisible things fall on his eyelids.

Wen Feng looked inadvertently, then froze when he looked over, then his plump lips lifted up, he hugged his daughter in his arms, leaned forward, and slender fingers removed the petal.

Eyelashes quivered, bright black pupils and long and narrow pupils looked at each other gently, reflecting the most precious existence in each other's eyes.

There is no need for kisses, no tangled limbs, or any poignant poems.

The invisible, warm things are in this light gaze...

[I have gone through the dark years]

[I used to walk on a mountain road without a return]

[I stayed under the acacia tree for thousands of years]

[When you open your eyes and look at me here, I only know what is my destination]

The smiling eyes bent.

"I want to kiss you."

"...Girls are still watching, stink rogue."

"This way you won't see it."

Wen Feng tried to hold the clothes on the back of their daughter's neck with one hand. On one side of her body, she leaned her head and leaned over to hold Wang Xiaoma's lips.

Thin lips rubbed the soft flesh of the lower lip.

Wang Xiaoma's old face blushed, and his eyes blinked quickly. The man's close face did not have any flaws. His half-closed eyes saw his gazing eyes revealing a teasing meaning.

The prying lips and teeth shook, Wang Xiaoma closed his eyes, and his neck to ears were pale...

As for Wen Mian, who was still in his father's arms and was holding the back of his neck collar for a second, he said: ......My parents are true love, and I was just an accident, bang bang bang.

And Mu Yi yawned lazily.

...

In the second year, the children of Wenmian must go to school.

Other children’s kindergartens are all caught in the clothes of their parents, crying, crying, crying out of life, but the lively and extroverted children who are Wenmian can do well, watching the children in the garden with bright eyes and two light bulbs.

Wen Fengjin and Wang Xiaomei were holding the brochure issued by the teacher and were planning to take her to sign up. As soon as they looked up, they saw their little girl like Husky. I didn’t know where to get into the children’s entertainment venue in the kindergarten. Had hailed the football of a group of young boys to dominate kindergarten

All the news: "..."

Wang Xiaoma: "..."

At this moment, Wang Xiaoma said: I can already predict that in the future I will definitely be a regular visitor to the teacher's office.

You bear child!

fourth year.

Comrade Wen Mian, who dominated the kindergarten and ruled the whole primary school, read aloud her short composition in front of all parents and children at the parent meeting.

"The topic of my composition is my dad!"

The little girl turned back and waved her hand in the direction of Wang Xiaoba and Wen Feng.

The eyes of other parents fell down friendly, and Wang Xiaoma also had a kind of excitement like an old father who said, "My daughter has grown up," and smiled for a while.

Then listen, his little girl continued to read: "I have two dads!"

Wang Xiaoba: "Uh!!!"

All the news: "..."

Everyone: "Huh?!!!"

Little girl: "We are a family of three. I don't have a mother, but I have two dads. When I was very young, I was called Dad Dad and Dad Niang, but Dad was very unhappy, so I insisted on my name. Daddy. My dad likes my daddy very much. Every day I am cool and handsome to tease my daddy. They are always very affectionate and very kind to me."

"But I also have my troubles, because I discovered a big secret! Even at night my dad Wen often beat my dad! My dad called so badly-even more hate is that Dad Wen is still laughing This is a domestic violence, it must be, so I decided to write it in the composition and tell everyone!"

When Wen Mian finished, the small face was firm, as if he were a little hero.

And others...

"Oh~~~~"

The crowd's teasing and surprised eyes seemed to understand what fell on the handsome two.

Wang Xiaoya covered his face: suffocation!

The smell of wind is black like a piece of charcoal, whizzing air-conditioning.

What's more terrible is that Wen Mian's little girl added another sentence: "Daddy, don't be afraid! You tell the truth, I will let the teacher help you!"

"..."

The young male teacher blushed instantly, "Old, the teacher can't help."

Seeing this scene, Wen Fengjin was about to explode!

Wang Xiaomao: ...reverse son! Reverse!

Since that parent meeting, Wang Xiaohe and Wen Fengjin have never been to any parent meeting.

Wang Xiaoba: "I have lost all my face in my life on that day, so I'll go fart!"

Later, they also moved to the ground, and Ankai, who was their neighbor, heard the incident and almost laughed.

Next to him, the man in the wheelchair who looked like a girl, the man with short ears and short hair also smiled gently, the sun shining on him, except for the cheeks, there was a layer of invisible red on the skin exposed to the air Maomao.

He looked at An Kai with a little dependence, and his speech was very shy, not at all like the insidious emperor in the story that An Kai said.

In fact, it really is not.

Wang Xiaoba and Wen Feng knew that the body might have been replaced long ago.

As for An Kai, it is impossible to be unaware.

After experiencing the betrayal of his lover, An Kai knew that what he loved was only fantasy in his heart, so he was willing to like a zombie companion who listened to himself and could not betray him. He needed this shell.

It didn't matter to him who replaced the body.

just……

Wang Xiaoba looked at An Kai's hearty smile, and the truth in his eyes raised his lips.

Sure enough, even if there was only obsession, but if that obsession became true, kindness, tenderness, and love for his partner who became dependent on him became a reality, and there was no way to reject that longing for happiness.

The new An Chengjing, although he does not know where his soul came from, seems to have become him since then when he was little Zimao.

Wang Xiaoma and Wen Feng looked at each other.

The long and narrow eyes were cold and indifferent, and he paused for a second when he touched his eyes, and then his right eye blinked lightly.

Wang Xiaoma couldn't help laughing.

After going round and round, those that were desperately obtained were finally realized.

"By the way, the little girl in Wen Mian is an ordinary person." An Kai suddenly said: "Aren't you going to make her a kind?"

The meaning of what he said was self-evident, but Wang Xiaoba shook his head.

"She has a life of her own. There is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person. Whether the elixir really makes people live long, or it just extends our lifespan, we can't know."

"Not immortal does not mean eternal happiness, and it is not necessarily eternal loneliness and pain."

"She is our daughter, she is herself, and Fengjin and I will guard her until the last moment..."

Ankara said in a long tone: "But after a few decades, her life has come to an end, you must not be distressed to death?"

"That's no way." Wang Xiaoba blinked, and he had already made this preparation.

"This is the price of longevity, so I don't want to let her carry it."

"It makes sense."

Ancai laughed loudly, and when the laughter ceased, he braced his chin a little boringly, his handsome face wrinkled.

"I said...the four of us, a devil, a devil, his brother, a general, an emperor... The people who had historical history, and finally lived a life of retirement and retirement, or should we do something ?Establish a new big country or something?"

An Kai: "Don't you want to hear about Senior Wen..."

Wen Feng made a cold voice and said, "I don't want to."

An Kai: "..."

Wen Feng said lightly: "I have been fighting for thousands of years, but I just want to be with Brother."

An Kai twitched her mouth: "...Isn't the ideal of the predecessor too futile?"

Wen Feng chuckled and said, "Long with your Cheng Jing forever, or an endless battlefield, what do you choose?"

"..."

Take a quiet moment and say decisively: "Choose forever"

Sneered at the wind.

And Wang Xiaoba and Cheng Jing next to them shook their heads with a smile.

Wang Xiaozai and Cheng Jing said, "What do I want to eat tonight, I'll cook."

Cheng Jing said in a warm voice: "Trouble you."

Wang Xiaoma shrugged: "What's the trouble?"

He stood up and went to the kitchen. When Wenfeng saw the time, he went to Wenmian. In the living room, Cheng Jing leaned gently on Ankai's shoulder...

It's getting dusk.

Wen Fengjin took the younger daughter back and laughed at the dinner table about what happened at school.

The lights were on, and in the dark night, there was such a warm room, which made people unbearable to leave.

After a lifetime of life-long pursuit, but so...

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[The author has something to say: The next fan is Xiao Zimao.

Come to Great Aunt, uncomfortable hands are shaking, Gong Han is really terrible】