Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

Sima Pi's heart is well known to everyone, but Wenxi, as the party concerned, is still pretending to be confused, drinking his own soup honestly, without raising his head.

Pixiu took a bite and looked at him, as if watching him eat, which made Mr. Wen very worried, and began to wonder if he might have made a mistake.

Does the old monster want to kiss himself or eat himself?

The two put their chopsticks and sat on the sofa to digest food. Wenxi tried to divert his attention with his mobile phone, scrolling through all the new posts on the forum, but the surname Pi still didn't move. Just hug yourself and don't do anything, don't say a word.

Wenxi was expecting and fearful in her heart, so she closed the forum and waited for Pi Xiu to make a move.

Unexpectedly, the old monster asked, "Why didn't you read it? I haven't finished reading that post just now."

Look at it, look at the fart.

Wenxi was so angry that he thought to himself that when he was still alive, he was the only one who picked other people when his sons rode horses, drank and listened to music. How could he sit here and wait for others to flop their cards?

It's just that the surname Pi has a lot of face, which makes him feel agitated. Could it be possible to kiss her just by looking at her?

The more Wenxi thought about it, the more depressed she became. She became angry, unable to stop her impulsive temptation, and decided to strike first.

Pi Xiuxiu thought about how to proceed step by step, starting from the kiss on the face and slowly extending to the mouth, he felt the little thing in his arms move, and sat up with his shoulders propped up.

Wenxi knelt on the sofa with one leg, pressed Pi Xiu's shoulder with one hand, pinched his chin with the other, looked at him from top to bottom, only Pi Xiu was in his eyes.

Pixiu quickly supported his waist, watching the little thing getting closer and closer.

Just when the lips of the two were about to touch each other, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Wenxi was startled, the courage he mustered just now turned into smoke, and he was about to push Pixiu away with all his strength.

But Pixiu grabbed his waist and pulled him in front of him, and raised his head to send it up. The two of them collided hard with their lips, which was completely different from the gentleness imagined.

Wenxi snorted in pain, pursed her lips and pushed Pi Xiu.

The lips that were pressed together were about to part, but Pixiu insisted on chasing him, putting his arms around his waist to kiss him.

Wenxi turned her face and said, "Someone, someone has come up."

Pixiu laughed, as if he didn't hear it, and put his arms around his waist and didn't let go. Imprisoning him in front of him, his lips began to slide down against his cheeks, and he kissed Wenxi's neck that was exposed because he was leaning back.

The tip of the nose was filled with fragrance, and Pixiu couldn't help thinking, if he patched up those broken bones and reshaped the body of the little thing, would the fragrance on his body be stronger?

Could it be that just by hugging him like this, I will be stained with his smell, so that others will know that I have touched him?

Pixiu's eyes turned from black to yellow in an instant, and he lightly bit Wenxi's collarbone, temporarily letting go of the little thing in his arms that was already blushing up to his ears.

"What are you running for? It's obvious that you came here by yourself." Pi Xiu kissed Wenxi's red ear, and stretched out his hand to straighten the neckline of the T-shirt that was pulled down for him.

Wenxi glared at him, and the beaded curtain at the top of the stairs shook again, and Nezha's impatient voice sounded: "What kind of enchantment is being cast in broad daylight?"

Pi Xiu let go of Wenxi, raised his hand to release the barrier and let people in.

"You leave early at work and have the nerve to criticize others?" Pi Xiu sneered, full of displeasure at being interrupted just now.

Nezha opened the bead curtain: "What are you leaving early? The school is on holiday this afternoon. From tomorrow onwards, there will be rehearsals and no classes. I just came back with Pi Shaodi."

Pi Xiu was taken aback, looked at the little broom behind Nezha and asked, "Is it really a holiday? Didn't you take him out to fight, and both of them were expelled from the school?"

Pi Shaodi shook his head: "Yes, I want to rehearse the show and play Snow White."

Nezha explained: "Didn't the supervisor organize a whole mentally handicapped party on Friday? The school was notified to have a show for each grade, and there was one class for each grade. Their class performed a stage play, playing Snow White."

Pixiu was amused when he heard it: "Snow White, Nezha, can't you play the sea? Anyway, it's a big-screen work, and the master is still the head teacher. Real people and real stories will move the audience even more."

Nezha sneered: "I see that you don't want to live anymore. If you want to prevent Nezha from making trouble, I might as well come and make a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. Let's relive the old dreams together and have fun."

"Forget it then, don't let the Heavenly Dao Qi get sick, when the time comes, all the monkey spirits will get PTSD, and everyone will finish playing together." Pi Xiu casually pointed to the sky and said: "Besides, there is no second one besides Sun Dasheng for so many years The monkey spirit appears, it is afraid."

There was a sudden bang and thunder outside the window, and Wenxi shook and told Pi Xiu to stop talking.

"Okay, Snow White will be Snow White." Pi Xiu rubbed Pi Jubao's head: "What are you playing? Snow White or the Seven Dwarfs?"

Pi Jubao shook his head.

Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that prince?"

Pi Jubao still shook his head.

"The Evil Queen is also good, there are quite a lot of scenes." Seeing him shaking his head, Pi Xiu was silent for a while: "Could it be a mirror with a few lines in total?"

I don't even have a straight face, so I will do a voice-over in the audience, what if I suddenly stutter?

Seeing that Pi Xiu couldn't figure it out, Pi Jubao directly said, "No, I'm playing a sweeping squirrel."

Nezha explained: "I originally wanted him to play a dwarf, but when he heard that there was a character who could sweep the floor, he asked to play this, and he couldn't stop him."

Pi Xiu: ...

He said slowly: "Actually, look, Snow White

The Lord also sweeps the floor, so we don't necessarily have to play a sweeping backdrop..."

Little broom: "But he can sweep the floor all the time."

Pi Xiu: ...

Well, I've really been on the fence with sweeping the floor for the rest of my life.

Nezha patted Pi Xiu on the shoulder: "It's okay. If you don't sweep a room, how can you sweep the world? You can see that you are someone who will make great things in the future."

"Stop talking nonsense." Pi Xiu thought to himself that as long as he gave Pi Jubao a broom, he could sweep from here to Siberia in one step.

Pi Shaodi put the schoolbag aside, took out a paper bag from it and handed it to Wenxi: "My classmate gave it to me."

"Thank you." Wenxi took it and opened it for a look, but almost missed it with a trembling hand.

Inside the paper bag was a baby with eyes closed and grass growing on its head, its body was white and powdery, and it made people feel panicky.

Pi Shaodi: "Ginseng fruit is good and delicious."

"It was given by two boys from Zhen Yuanzi in the class." Nezha said calmly, "It is said that it is too cooked to finish, so today the whole class will send it out."

Wenxi wrapped the paper and put it aside, smiled at Pi Shaodi: "Let's eat together that night."

The little broom nodded: "I'll go down and rehearse first."

Waiting for the little broom to go downstairs to rehearse a squirrel who can sweep the floor, Nezha leaned back on the sofa, took out a photo stone from his pocket and threw it on the table, saying: "I went to the office this morning. on the table."

Nezha said indifferently: "In it is my mother's image, saying that she is fine now so don't worry, tell me to go to work seriously, and don't let people find out that I took Li Jing's pagoda."

"Is the image real or fake?" Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows, "However, Tao Ti wouldn't cheat on this kind of thing."

Nezha: "It's true, but I'm afraid my mother was forced to take the picture."

He was silent for a while and then said to himself: "But it's impossible. When I was young, my mother could beat Li Jing with a stick. Who can force her to do anything."

Back then, I nearly knelt on the ground and begged her to hold the thread of my life. Two lives are one, and life and death are connected. I use my Yangshou for her to live. She is not willing to bear any karma, let alone take a picture stone.

Nezha sighed: "Although she said she is fine, I have to find a way to get her back. How can a mother have an accident and her son is not around to take care of her?"

Pi Xiu looked at him: "My filial son, why don't you treat your father better."

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have a father. I cut my flesh and bloodletted it back to him at Chentangguan. Who has anything to do with him." Nezha stood up and pointed at Wenxi's neck: "Restrain yourself in broad daylight, At least cover it up when Pi Shaodi is around."

Wenxi was taken aback, and picked up the mirror next to him to take a look. There was a string of red dots running down his neck, all of which were the marks that Pixiu had just sucked.

Nezha waved his hands as he walked out: "I'll go downstairs to watch Pi Shaodi sweep the floor. You guys go ahead and try to keep the two together for three years. Then I'll take care of more."

Wenxi rubbed his blushing face, and when Nezha's laughter disappeared at the corner of the stairs, he couldn't help kicking Pixiu: "Didn't I tell you that someone was there?"

"What's wrong with someone." Pixiu grabbed his ankle and directly dragged him over to hug him.

"Let me kiss again."

Wenxi pressed his mouth, looked at him with lowered eyes for a long while before asking in a low voice, "Just now I...how did you feel."

Have you ever had a heart-pounding little deer crashing?

Pixiu smacked it, paused and said, "It smells like pork ribs, I don't understand it, let me try it again."

Wenxi: ... Grass!

The little thing broke away from Pi Xiu's hand, and went to the bathroom angrily.

"What are you doing?" Pixiu laughed after him.

Wenxi: "Don't follow me! I'll brush my teeth!"

Pixiu held back his smile and waited for him to have all the toothpaste and mouthwash, then took his hand to wait, and he followed suit and poured the toothpaste and mouthwash.

"Can we kiss now?" Pixiu asked while sitting on the sink with his arms around his waist.

Wenxi snorted and was kissed with his head pressed, his pursed mouth was easily pried open, and the old monster clung to his tongue as if he wanted to eat someone when he kissed him.

He also cheated and took advantage of this opportunity to cross Yangqi to come over, so that Wenxi could only grab his shoulders hard, whimpering in his throat, but he couldn't stop his body from going weak.

Pixiu pressed his head against his head and asked with a smile, "Is it still cold?"

Wenxi leaned on his shoulder and swayed, and glanced at him with watery eyes: "Then are you still hot now?"

Pi Xiu kissed him on the cheek: "It's hot, I need you to reduce the fire."

Wenxi raised his neck and pushed his shoulders: "Stay outside and others will see."

Pixiu paused, looking at the Pixiu hanging on the black thread on his white collarbone, he suddenly felt very shabby, lowered his head and murmured: "Don't worry, others can't see it, the neck is too empty, I'll give you a string of pearls... "

There was a low voice in the bathroom for a while, and Wenxi suddenly called out.

Pixiu's voice was full of laughter: "It's been almost two months, why haven't you gotten used to wearing underwear yet?"

Wenxi scolded him, and both of them laughed at what they said. When Wenxi was carried out, there were strings of red pearls on the neck covered by the clothes, and her face was also red.

He shrank into the quilt to prevent Pixiu from coming up, and pushed him downstairs to look at the business, so as not to cling to him.

Pi Xiu couldn't help but kissed him again, and then he went downstairs with a happy face, Nezha just glanced at him, and knew that this guy must have done something wrong just now.