Chapter 17： Old-fashioned

Wang Xiaoma got up and took his cool hand, stepped out of the coffin, stretched out a lazy waist and followed behind him, and was hugged and walked through the long iron rope to the side hall on the cliff wall.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Wang Xiaolan looked down and watched the wind, and gave him a belt to tidy up his clothes, smash it, smash it, and sighed a good man!

After he was pressed onto the round bench, the man behind him loosely opened his arms, and skillfully holding the comb to comb a very perfect hairstyle for him, Wang Xiaomei rubbed his index finger with his thumb.

"Old attack, better than heart."

Wen Feng tried to hold his mouth and smiled, Lan Yan charming, and then lowered his eyes to continue to wrap his hair band, slender fingers gently wrapped around his hair, afraid he might hurt him.

Hey~~

It’s so nice to meet such a nice and considerate husband in life~~~ I can’t even ask for alive, I dare not dream, I didn’t expect to have a big house to live after death, and there are gold and silver treasures, and even people Hold him in your palm and pamper...

Pang Pang Pang, I'm satisfied even if I'm cold... Uh, no, I seem to have been cold for a long time.

Wang Xiaolicked the dog and sat happily on the round stool. "That's right. I didn't even know that the person named Zhenbei was so powerful last time. This kind of baby is still so good. If it's lost, I feel so distressed."

"Don't you know the value of this bead?" he asked.

Wen Fengjin: "I naturally know."

Wang Xiaoba: "Then you still wear it on your hairband?"

Wen Fengjin: "Fish beads are often worn with an eye-catching effect."

Wang Xiaomao: "...You are not a violent disaster." Brother, I'm so sullen, I still need to bring this thing?

"Brother deserves the best."

When he said this, Wenfeng tried to fasten the red rusty gold hairband, and wore a jade crown for him. The tone was very natural, and he didn't even think about it.

"..."

Wang Xiaoma sat on the round stool with a wooden face.

Ma Ma, I seem to be in love.

After the hair band was properly handled, Wang Xiaoma stood up, and the wind behind him did not continue to take care of herself, but hugged her bare chest from the back.

From the bronze mirror, the man buried in his shoulder nest relied on him so lovingly.

"Oh, sleep lamp, do you remember the tomb thief that day?"

Wang Xiaoma had some itchy hands and wanted to touch other long, smooth hair on his shoulders. He was startled and said, "Why do you ask this again? Of course I remember. I suddenly fell off in the bathroom that day, buddy, um …And then he looked not bad. In order to restore his brother's eyesight, he wanted to find fish beads. In the end, I gave him, but I knew that the tomb palace could not be known to others, so I asked Muyi to send him out... "

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

"To be honest, I'm quite touched... Although I said I wanted to spend time with you when I was eating hot pot that day, I didn't expect you to really believe me that much. I know that the tomb palace is equivalent to our house. Although they have struggles, but In the end, it's all about stealing things, but I let people go and you don't blame me..."

"Thank you for the wind."

"It's okay, as long as you ask, I will agree."

The face that looked like gentle wind and buried his face on Wang Xiaoma's shoulders showed a twisted smile, and the black pupils were dark and cheerful...

I thought it was a gloomy dumpling, but I didn't expect others to be so good... Wang Xiaoma thought a little embarrassedly.

These days also because he feels sorry to smell the wind, so he is as satisfied as possible with the requirements of the wind. After all, elbows are turned away, and the baby in the tomb palace is given away...

Moreover, the super-face-controlling Wang Xiaozai is not ashamed or ashamed, and he hasn’t waited for a day to hide in the coffin and would like to ‘chirp’ to ‘chirp’ every day and smell the wind!

People are good and Yan Gaohuo is so sensible and obedient, and can be petted, it would be silly to let such a good man go!

Besides, what did the two great masters tweak?

Wang Xiaozai is in his heart, then he is already "engaging objects" with Wen Feng.

Wen Fengjin: In my heart, we should already have children (smile).

"By the way, what did Mian Lan dream about today?" Wen Feng asked suddenly.

Wang Xiaomeng told him that dream, and then asked with some anxiety: "You said... Do I really become another person."

"You will not become another person, you have always been you." Wen Fengjin said too surely, "You are just thinking of some things in the past, and you will remember more of our memories in the future."

"..."

Wang Xiaoma frowned and nodded. The dream was too real. He wondered whether he really remembered the past life because of this adventure, or because he saw this physical memory.

Wen Fengjin said: "But today is indeed my birthday..."

Wang Xiaoba: "Well!!! Why didn't you say it early! Have a birthday...Ah, I can't buy a cake now, and there's nothing to eat in the tomb..." Not to mention something romantic.

Want to blow a birthday candle to make a wish? Ha ha, sorry, the lights in our tomb are all sharks, let alone blown out, they have burned for more than a thousand years, and they have not burned it yet!

Looking at Wang Xiaomei's disappointed face, Wen Fengjin suddenly said: "Because today is my birthday, you are also in the tomb for a long time, so I plan to take you out tonight."

"Go out?" Wang Xiaolan stared wide eyes, "Big brother, we are zombies now! Big dumplings! The kind of people who will bounce around in the movie! If they are seen, don't grab them and do research. ."

Even if you don’t do research, the two of them are equivalent to living in a huge treasure, in case they go out and are stolen...

But I really want to go out...

"Our tomb is a continuous mountain, the shape of the mountain is complex, and now it should be a deserted mountain forest. We only go for a few hours..." Wen Feng straightened his fingers and slowly penetrated into the black hair of the person in front of him. .

"Besides, I really want to watch a sunrise with you... okay?" He finished and smiled at Wang Xiaoma lightly.

Wang Xiaoba: Good!

Suck~ This dumpling is so beautiful!

[The author has something to say: [Small theater]

Author: Oh, licking dog licked the last ......

Wen Fengjin: Huh?

Author: everything.

Wen Fengjin: Did Brother hear that, continue to lick.