Men will affect my speed of eliminating demons

Wan Le had already expected this incident, so he didn't feel very surprised.

Ouyang Xuefeng said: "Although it may not be true, but if Zhengjiu is not dead, then he may be around you."

Wan Le didn't speak for a while, he felt that Ouyang Xuefeng said it very implicitly, maybe they were already suspecting that Wan Le was the murderer.

Ouyang Xuefeng said: "This matter is terrible, I will report it to Master."

Wan Le said, "I will also tell my master."

Ning Wuque said: "Nonsense, there are also many dead people, and Wan Le doesn't know them at all."

"So I didn't say it was Wan Le," Ouyang Xuefeng said, "I just think it has something to do with him."

Wan Le was already in a bad mood, but now his head was poured with cold water, and he had no energy at all.

It was so noisy outside, Zhang Deyi woke up, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and he came out in a daze, wearing Elsa's pajamas and chick slippers, with a childish look, which made several people tremble.

Zhang Deyi opened his mouth and said, "Where's uncle?"

The second sentence said to Wan Le: "I'm hungry."

Wan Le opened his hands and said, "Come here, comb your hair."

Zhang Deyi's rubber bands fell asleep, Wan Le untied the rubber bands, tied her two braids, Zhang Deyi let out a breath, and said, "What are you eating?"

Wan Le said: "I just know how to eat, what about homework?"

Zhang Deyi didn't answer this question, but said to Ouyang Xuefeng: "Your umbrella is so cool."

Ouyang Xuefeng handed her the Kunpeng bone umbrella and said, "Take it and play."

Zhang Deyi didn't want it, and said, "Uncle will buy it for me."

"Your uncle is rich," Ouyang Xuefeng said, "I don't look down on him, but I think it's not easy for him to buy this."

Zhang Deyi said, "Wanda has everything."

Wan Le said, "Yes, that is, go to Wanda to buy."

The older brothers and sisters were so amused by the little girl that they died of laughter. Zhu Xiaowei took his whisk to tease Zhang Deyi again. Zhang Deyi still had a good impression of his sister, so he touched it lightly and asked his uncle to buy it.

Zhu Xiaowei said: "Your uncle went out for a trip, and when he came back, he found that he owed you so much."

Zhang Deyi didn't know these people very well, and he was a little shy and not very talkative. He leaned on Wan Le and picked up his mobile phone to watch takeaway. Ouyang Xuefeng said, "You three just order takeaway."

Wan Le thought for a moment, and said, "It's not like you can eat takeaway every meal."

Wan Le really wanted to cook, but in the past two days, one thing followed another, and he was not in the mood at all.

He looked at Zhang Deyi in his arms, but actually felt a little uneasy in his heart.Before Luo Wenduan was with him, Zhengji hadn't died yet, and they tried their best to find him. One night, Luo Wenduan asked Wan Le, "It couldn't be you, could it?"

Wan Le was taken aback by Luo Wenduan's idea. When Luo Wenduan said it was a joke, he felt more at ease. At that time, he thought that he didn't know Wang Nana, so he couldn't be the murderer.

But now he's not sure, it can't really be him, right?If so, how could he not know it himself?

Wan Le felt that it was impossible, but worried: "What if?"

I feel like I'm about to split my mind, but I dare not say it.Fear of hearing approval from others.

These things are indeed getting closer and closer to him, if not him, who else could it be?

Luo Wenduan came back, hung the key on the wall, and carried two large bags of lunch boxes in his hand. Zhang Deyi cheered and pounced on to smell it.

Luo Wenduan packed some food from downstairs and said, "Is everything going well?"

Several people said in unison: "Don't mention this."

Luo Wenduan saw them mourning one by one, without saying anything, went to the dining table to unpack the lunch box, and a few people sat on the dining table rudely, Wan Le said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you just finish eating?"

"Talk while eating," Ning Wuque said, waving his chopsticks, "It's too annoying, let's use something to cushion it."

Wan Le was really annoyed this time. He came back and wanted to spend some time with Luo Wenduan, but he still couldn't get rid of these people. Luo Wenduan couldn't see anything, and went to the refrigerator to get some Fruit and vegetable juice.

"There's only this at home," Luo Wenduan said, "and boiling water."

Wan Le felt that when Luo Wenduan said this, he had a very feeling, a very manly feeling.He seems to have his own home, arranging everything in the house according to his own ideas.Luo Wenduan is from the north, and he can use "boiled water" to describe "warm water". Wan Le picked out those language idiosyncrasies that Luo Wenduan occasionally revealed, and tasted something different.It was Luo Wenduan who said it, so the feeling is different.

Ouyang Xuefeng took the fruit and vegetable juice, and the package was bought for taking care of the children at home, so he said to Zhang Deyi: "How about studying?"

Luo Wenduan said, "Don't mention this."

Zhang Deyi suddenly said: "I will pick up trash in the future."

Several people were puzzled, thinking that it was Luo Wenduan who said it, but Luo Wenduan didn't quite understand, and asked, "Why?"

Zhang Deyi announced: "It is said on TV that children who are not good at learning pick up trash when they grow up, and I will pick up trash in the future."

"I can't wear a skirt when picking up garbage," Zhu Xiaowei said. "It's very dirty and smelly."

Zhang Deyi: "I saw that everyone has yellow work clothes. I can still wear skirts when I'm not picking up trash."

Luo Wenduan understood, and said, "I haven't finished my homework."

Zhang Deyi looked at Luo Wenduan's expression nervously, and said, "You don't need to learn to pick up trash."

Ouyang Xuefeng tried to persuade him to learn again, but Zhang Deyi seemed to have made up his mind to pick up trash in the future.

Everyone was waiting for Luo Wenduan to issue orders, but Luo Wenduan said, "OK."

After dinner, Luo Wenduan said to Zhang Deyi: "Take up all the garbage and throw it in the trash can downstairs."

Zhang Deyi readily agreed, and packed up the lunch box. Luo Wenduan said, "The soup has spilled, wipe it up."

Zhang Deyi pressed the lunch box in the garbage bag with one hand, and reached for the kitchen paper towel to wipe the table with the other. Luo Wenduan said, "Wipe with a rag, and wash the rag."

Zhang Deyi: "..."

Wan Le and the others sat on the sofa and watched Luo Wenduan teach Zhang Deyi a lesson. Ouyang Xuefeng said again: "If I like men, it's definitely not your turn."

Wan Le: "Blow it and you will."

Zhang Deyi was ordered by Luo Wenduan all night, and when it was time to go to bed, he finally stopped mentioning that he had to pick up trash, took out his homework, and lit a lamp to cook oil to do his homework.Luo Wenduan didn't let her finish it, and asked her to go to bed after ten o'clock.

After Wan Le took a shower, he lay on the bed, numbly watching short videos, his head was empty, and his heart was uneasy.

Luo Wenduan came in wiping his hair, sat on the edge of the bed and dried his hair. His hair was short and dried in two blows. He lifted the quilt and went to bed naturally, leaned against the bedside and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Wan Le shared about 20 funny videos with him. Luo Wenduan didn't watch any of them, and just ignored them. Seeing Qiaoqiao's message, saying that he had found a hotel and checked in, Luo Wenduan replied: "Okay."

Wan Le tilted his head to look at him secretly, but Luo Wenduan asked without turning his eyes, "What are you looking at?"

Wan Le said, "Are you still studying today?"

"Don't study," Luo Wenduan said, "I'm asleep."

Wan Le let out an "oh".

Luo Wenduan suddenly said: "You know..."

"Where can I buy Ouyang Xuefeng's umbrella?" Luo Wenduan said, "Can you buy it?"

"I..." Wan Le was suddenly stressed.Probably Zhang Deyi secretly told Luo Wenduan just now that he wanted it.

"It's not a question of whether to buy it or not," Wan Le said under pressure, "It's because the raw materials can't be found."

"It's a Kunpeng bone umbrella, mainly because I guess there may be no Kunpeng in this world."

Luo Wenduan: "..."

Luo Wenduan: "What if I have to?"

Wan Le got up immediately and said, "Wait."

Luo Wenduan laughed, pulled Wan Le closer, and said, "Forget it. I didn't know that you were always such scary things."

Wan Le felt more natural after such a commotion, and then felt that Luo Wenduan must have done it on purpose.

Luo Wenduan was passionate and polite. He hadn't made any cross-border movements since he got into bed. Before reaching out to turn off the light, he told Wan Le that he was going to turn off the light. Wan Le responded honestly and put away his phone.In fact, it is far from the time for him to sleep, but Wan Le also feels that he has no mood to play.

The lights went out, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Wan Le subconsciously widened his eyes to adapt to the environment. His vision was not working well, and his other senses became sharper. He could feel Luo Wenduan lying down and the bed sinking.

Luo Wenduan said, "Good night."

Wan Le finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he was safe and landed, but he was a little disappointed and disappointed.Wan Le felt that he was also quite entangled. He wanted to do something, but he didn't have the guts.In the end, I could only say, "Good night."

After a moment of silence, Wan Le was still in a state of remorse, Luo Wenduan sat up with his arms propped up, Wan Le blinked in the dark, and Luo Wenduan pressed half of his body up.

Wan Le opened his mouth slightly, and was kissed. He was a little silly, but his feelings had already moved.

……

Wan Le gasped and swallowed, holding Luo Wenduan's collar in his hand, and his usual eloquence was stuck. After two breaths, he felt that he was hypocritical and held back, but he still didn't let go, and even Want to hug again.

Wan Le said, "What did you just say?"

He just didn't hear clearly.

Luo Wenduan said, "Offend me."

Wan Le: "..."

"Aren't you good at pretending?" Wan Le sneered, regaining his usual state, having regained his skills.

Luo Wenduan: "Why are you saying this so badly?"

"Then what should I say?"

"It's called respecting you."

Wan Le: "Then you have a kind of respect to the end."

"No way," Luo Wenduan said, "This one may not be suitable for me."

But Luo Wenduan still didn't go on, Wan Le didn't want to separate, grabbed Luo Wenduan's clothes and didn't let go, Luo Wenduan asked him to let go, then put his arms around him, the two embraced, and finally they were no longer so distinct.

Wan Le thought he might suffer from insomnia, but in fact he fell asleep very quickly. After a while, he began to dream.

Wan Le could also feel that he was dreaming in his dream, because this incident was really bizarre, he dreamed of a dragon.

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