wife is slime

46.

"You know, she doesn't love me at all!"

The friend spoke with righteous indignation, while Yan Zhang listened absent-mindedly.

"Do you know what she did?" the friend continued.

Yan Zhang lazily raised his eyelids: "Take the bag you bought and went to meet another man."

The friend opened his eyes wide: "You guessed it again?!"

Yan Zhang said calmly, "Isn't it just right, anyway, you just fancy her face."

The friend doubted: "No way, you also happened to overhear her talking with her best friend this time? You didn't tell me again!"

Yan Zhang calmly said: "You spend money and she stays with you, is there anything wrong?"

47.

Friends are the type who do everything without thinking about it. They have simple ideas and well-developed limbs. When chasing girls, they often get paid for it, but they don't catch up with them.

Yan Zhang thinks it's normal. Friends look for someone by looking at their faces, and they confess passionately after just a day of acquaintance. This is not love, but just loves beautiful women.

So friends are unlucky, and Yan Zhang goes to the theater, which is reasonable.

At this moment, my friend is muttering: "Why can I let you know everything."

Yan Zhang said indifferently: "Have you finished talking? I'm going back after I finish."

"What's going on with you recently...Although you don't usually like to come out, you don't love your family so much, do you?" My friend joked, "Could it be that someone is hiding at home?"

Yan Zhang paused and looked at his friend.

The friend's eyes widened: "Isn't it? Was I right?"

48.

Yan Zhang said, "No, I just don't want to waste time here."

The friend was skeptical, and hadn't gotten over the pain of being broken, "That's fine, I'm fine anyway, let's buy some cooked food and go to your house to have a bite."

Yan Zhang directly refused: "It's not very convenient."

The friend jumped up in shock: "You still said that there is no one at home!"

Yan Zhang replied very calmly: "I just don't want to receive you. Is there any problem?"

The friend struggled for a moment and sat down.

The reason why Yan Zhang was nicknamed Yan Zha was not without reason.

When I was in school, I was outspoken and annoyed many people, and I couldn't even stay in the dormitory.However, he didn't plan to live in a dormitory. He rented an apartment nearby and walked 10 minutes to the school every day. His life was very nourishing.

Although many people hate him, more people like him.

Because he said things that many people dare not say, such as the stinky foot king in the dormitory, whose feet are too smelly, and he is also very annoying. One day, he deliberately found fault with Yan Zhang. Yan Zhang said: "800 years ago, you were still Did your feet already exist before you were born?"

That person: "?"

Yan Zhang replied politely: "It smells like it can only be had if you haven't washed your feet for 800 years."

That person: "..."

49.

Therefore, Yan Zhang has very few friends.

To what extent -

Only friends alone.

Yan Zhang is tired of interpersonal relationships, that is, the family members rarely contact each other, and they don't go out unless they can.Friends once thought that he needed care and love, so they asked Yan Zhang to go out when there was nothing to do. Yan Zhang refused in most cases, but agreed in rare cases—for example, when a friend asked to go to Yan Zhang’s house, Yan Zhang would say: “That’s still get out."

In the past two years, Yan Zhang's attitude has gradually improved, allowing him to come to his home.

This man is too territorial.

My friend made complaints more than once, but Yan Zhang didn't deny it at all, and even nodded in agreement: "Yes, so you'd better not come here."

50.

"What exactly is hidden in your house?" My friend asked tentatively on the way back.

"Nothing is hidden." Yan Zhang glanced at him lightly, "Don't get distracted, you are going to follow me secretly."

This is a declarative sentence.

My friend raised his voice: "I just thought about it, I didn't intend to do it!"

Yan Zhang showed an expression of obvious disgust: "You are so noisy."

friend:"……"

51.

Yan Zhang returned home smoothly.

It was already dark, and my friend was really good at talking. He insisted on talking about things that could be explained clearly in two sentences.

Yan Zhang's patience has been exhausted today, he doesn't like to go out, he doesn't like to pass by the crowd, everyone has endless nonsense and cranky thoughts in their hearts, that is a secret they never tell outsiders, no need With whom.

The house is quiet.

Yan Zhang turned on the light, and then stopped talking.

Living room, bedroom, study, bathroom...he walked by one by one.

Nothing at all.

The little monster was gone, and when he tried to call it, he realized that it didn't even have a name.

52.

Yan Zhang's expression didn't change, he just raised his foot again to walk where he had been.

"Chirp?" There was an imperceptible irritability in his voice, which was praised by countless people.

Once again, he walked through the living room, bedroom, study, bathroom...

He stopped in front of the towel, raised his hand to take it off and held it in his hand, "Come out, this is for you."

The room was quiet, and he was the only one left.

53.

Yan Zhang had a dream.

This time, the content of the dream was finally no longer weird. He dreamed that when he was five or six years old, he didn't understand anything, and he could always accurately say what the adults were thinking. He knew that his sister was jealous of the love his mother gave him, and he knew It was the younger brother who broke his toys on purpose. Dad would think that the woman who just passed by was well-developed, and my mother would dislike grandma's cooking.

It's not all loveless.

It's just that when he can hear everything, love becomes complicated, and the way they look at him also gradually becomes complicated.

He can hear it, the darkest side of people's mind can hear it, the bright side doesn't need him to hear it, everyone is eager to show it to others.

Yan Zhang is tired of interpersonal communication, he doesn't like to go to crowded places, and he doesn't want anyone to appear in his home.

He is a mind-reading monster, he will never fall in love with anyone in this life, and he does not expect anyone to love him.

People always have their own ideas, and that's understandable.

—only he could hear it.

54.

The living room was slightly chilly late at night, Yan Zhang fell asleep sitting on the sofa, with his head tilted to one side.

A cold hand was attached to his wrist, and Yan Zhang woke up suddenly, startling the "person" opposite him.

The silvery moonlight fell on the ground, on the man's bare instep, his skin was so white that it was almost transparent.Not exaggerating, it really shines.

Yan Zhang was not fully awake yet, and his expression was slightly cold, but the man unconsciously leaned over and straddled the man shamelessly.

"Chirp."

Yan Zhang gradually came back to his senses, the person in front of him had pale pink hair that neatly only reached a small section of his neck.It's a very strange color, it won't fit on other people, it's like killing Matt, it's fine on it, the eyebrows and eyelashes are white, the white of the crayon, delicately outlined, even the skin is fair, and the facial features are exquisite , so delicate that it doesn't look like a real person at all.

——It was not a human being in the first place.

Yan Zhang said, "Yan Xue."

55.

"Chirp?" Even though the little monster maintained its human form, it didn't speak well.

"Your name." Yan Zhang said without changing his face. He had already thought about it when he was looking for the little monster. Since it looks so much like snow powder mud, it is just right to be called Yan Xue.Don't ask the little monster if he wants to bear his surname at all.

In fact, there is no need to ask.

Fen Tuanzi must be very happy, and now completely depends on Yan Zhang. Its voice is crunchy, but also a little vague because it can't move its tongue, "Are you really awake?"

Yan Zhang clasped its wrist instead, "How can I catch you if I don't wake up?"

The little monster tilted its head. It now looks like a human being. It looks seventeen or eighteen years old, and its face is very tender. Hearing this, he asked in confusion: "Jiujiu?"

Yan Zhang frowned, and pressed one of his cheeks, the face was also soft, very easy to pinch, "Speak human."

"I'm following you, I got lost!" The little monster was pinched a little bit, and finally he could speak quickly, "I searched for a long time before I came home." After it finished speaking, it burrowed into Yan Zhang's arms again, desperately sticking to it.

56.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home?"

Yan Zhang was not at all surprised that the little monster turned into a human. In fact, what could be more terrifying than a slime that can tweet and feel pain?

No more.

Changing people is not a big problem.

The little monster pretended to be stupid, tilted his head, "Chirp."

Yan Zhang held its legs, and Yan Xue's legs were thin, long and fair, sitting on top of him, her posture was extremely bad.

Yan Zhang warned it: "Don't mess around."

The little monster put its head on Yan Zhang's shoulder, "You shouldn't have woken up..." It is logical that he would sleep deeply after smelling the fruity fragrance at night.

But it didn't know that Yan Zhang had been looking for it for a long time that night, sitting on the sofa for a long time, and fell asleep only after being extremely sleepy, and his sleep was always light.

Yan Zhang pressed his ankle, raised his head, and stared at it with almost black pupils, "So you harass me every night?"

The little monster nodded proudly.

every night!None were found!

57.

"Have you always looked like this at night?" Yan Zhang asked.

The little monster organized the language, and after a while he uttered a complete long sentence: "It's not like, you can change it at will, but the original appearance sticks to you and you are unhappy, this appearance, it's okay."

"What's all right?" Yan Zhang continued to ask.

The little monster demonstrated heartlessly, lowering his head and licking Yan Zhang's neck, from his Adam's apple all the way up...

Yan Zhang didn't stop it, and let it play around with itself.

"Isn't this sexual harassment?" Yan Zhang whispered until he licked his mouth.

The little monster blinked, and its pupils were also very light in color, closer to gold, very unique and beautiful.

"What is sex..." Yan Zhang covered his mouth before he finished speaking.

"You'd better not know."

"Can't you chirp?" The little monster frowned unhappily.

Yan Zhang nodded its head, "What do you call this?"

"Chirp."

"Jiujiu" can mean anything. If you want to get close to Yan Zhang, you can do it. If you want to be kneaded, you can also do it.

Chirp is a universal language!