[Bottle evil] I thought my male god liked me

When Wu Xie woke up, it was already noon.

When he turned over, he felt the bones of his whole body cracking, especially his waist, and made a painful protest.

Wu Xie twitched the corners of his mouth. When he was young, he knew that his joints were relatively hard, but he didn't expect that when he got older—strictly speaking, he was ten years older—it would rust to this extent. Wasn't this Wu Xie bragging about himself in his notes? Is your physical fitness much stronger than when you were young?I'm afraid I'm not immersed in a dream?When I was young, even if I couldn't do anything else, at least there was one thing that was good, that is, being able to fight and fight!

But it's hard to say, I've been beaten before, and this is the first time I've been fucked.

Wu Xie rolled to the side of the bed in despair. There was a glass of water on the bedside table. He lay on the bed with his hips pouted and his waist bent little by little, barely propping himself up to touch the water glass.When he got the water glass, he suddenly noticed something beside the bed from the corner of his eye.

Wu Xie took a sip of water, reached out to touch it, and picked up a length of rope from the bedside.

It is a climbing rope. This kind of rope is very strong, and it takes a long time to cut it with a knife. It is one of their standard equipment when they go to the ground.The rope was tied to the headpost of the bed, and the knotting technique was very professional. Wu Xie suspected that he tied it by himself, but he didn't know what the use of tying the rope to the head of the bed was.

After Wu Xie drank the water, he put the cup back, grabbed the rope and fished it up to see the whole thing. There was a loose buckle on the other end of the rope. He looked at it for a long time, put one hand in, pulled the knot, and his wrist was locked. Fastened securely, and it fit perfectly.Wu Xie tugged at the rope, and found that with its length, if her hands were tied like this, she probably wouldn't be able to walk a few steps even when she got out of bed.

If Wu Xie hadn't been more confident in his love, he would have wondered if this thing was used for something inappropriate for children, such as tying the oil bottle to his bed.

But even if he used all his life's knowledge to fasten the Poker Bottle, he should be able to break it open with his eyes closed, not to mention that it was a loose button, probably anyone who wasn't a fool could break it open.

Wu Xie was pulling the rope to divert his thoughts, when the door of the room rang, he turned his head to look, and saw Poker Ping walking in with a bowl of porridge.

As soon as Zhang Qiling came in, he saw Wu Xie with his hands tied with a rope, sitting on the bed in a daze, his heart tightened, and he called out: "Wu Xie."

Wu Xie gave him a silly smile back.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lower lip, walked over calmly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and untied the knot on Wu Xie's hand with one hand.

"What is this rope for?" Wu Xie asked curiously.

Zhang Qiling shook his head, piled up two pillows, and asked Wu Xie to sit on them.

Wu Xie thinks about it too, the rope tied to his bed is useless to ask Poker Oil Bottle, and he didn't mention it in his notes after a few years, so it probably doesn't matter much.

Zhang Qiling cooked dried oyster porridge, which was very overcooked, Wu Xie inhaled forcefully, and could still smell the porridge faintly.

The porridge was freshly cooked. Zhang Qiling originally planned to feed him with his own hands, but Wu Xie felt embarrassed and insisted on eating it by himself. Finally, he made a compromise. Zhang Qiling held the porridge bowl, and Wu Xie ate the bowl by himself with a spoon.Zhang Qiling didn't move while holding the hot porridge bowl, and he didn't feel hot, so he looked at Wu Xie quietly.

But Wu Xie was not so honest, after two mouthfuls of porridge, he moved to Zhang Qiling's side, buried it near his neck and sucked a few big mouthfuls.

After doing this several times, even Zhang Qiling couldn't help it anymore, and asked him what he was doing with his eyes.

"The smell of porridge I smell is not as good as that of your body, little brother," Wu Xie smiled like a disciple, "give me two mouthfuls of rice."

Even Wu Xie himself was a little strange about this, he didn't remember smelling any special smell from Poker Finger before, and Poker Finger is not a person who knows how to use perfume, not to mention that the smell on him is different from any other. The smell of chemical products is even different from any smell in the natural world. Ordinary smells are inhaled through the nose, but the fragrance on Zhang Qiling's body seems to penetrate directly into the brain as soon as he gets close. An organ accepts.But it smells really good, just like Poker Ping, it's clear and light, and it smells very comfortable, like drinking herbal tea in the dog days, it's very refreshing, and it's inexplicably reassuring, Wu Xie feels that he has already He is addicted, and he really wants to bury his head in this smell and never come out.

Wu Xie described to Zhang Qiling how he felt when he smelled the smell, omitting the more shameless parts.

Zhang Qiling thought for a while, and explained to Wu Xie that his sense of smell is not very good now, but the vomeronasal organ is more developed than ordinary people, and can capture some pheromones.

Wu Xie, who originally couldn't accept the loss of sense of smell, felt that he was a little bit awesome after hearing this explanation.It's quite cool to think about having skill points that others don't have.

But Zhang Qiling continued: "I'm trying to find a way to help you recover your sense of smell."

Wu Xie glanced at the bottle of spray by the bedside. He didn't pay attention when the Poker bottle was sprayed on him yesterday. Now that the bottle doesn't have the usual medicine packaging, it looks very trifling. I don't know where he got it from. here.

But Wu Xie didn't question it with a wink, nodded obediently and said, "I believe you."

Then the aura around Zhang Qiling's body became... softened.

Wu Xie didn't know how he used to judge such mysterious things as softness or chilling, but now he can clearly "smell" the smell of the oil bottle has softened. If I insist, it is the "fragrance" in the smell. "It's more obvious.

Be good, Wu Xie buried her head in her porridge, thinking to herself, even if she was blind, with this skill, she might still be able to get a tenth-level certificate in muffled language.

After drinking the porridge, Wu Xie felt that his physical strength had recovered a bit. He quickly pressed Zhang Qiling who was about to stand up, knelt on the bed, and said to him seriously: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Zhang Qiling looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Xie said: "Didn't you talk about the building outside the building yesterday? I remembered, did you tell me when I was in the building outside the building... I am your only connection with the world or something."

Wu Xie rubbed her nose in embarrassment: "I was thinking about it yesterday and talked nonsense. In fact, you took good care of me during those times I still remember. It's because I was stupid that I didn't understand what you meant..."

As Wu Xie said, he didn't dare to look directly at Zhang Qiling. After thinking about it, he felt that Zhang Qiling had a good impression of him at that time. Those words were almost equivalent to confessing his love, but he didn't hear it, so he sent a brother card back. I also questioned that people don't like the previous self but only the future self, how to make trouble for no reason.It's just that it's one thing for him to think so, and it would be embarrassing if he misunderstood it.But at that point in time, it was brought up specifically, not simply to divert attention...

He talked in a mess, feeling that he didn't express his apology at all, sighed dejectedly, and scratched his hair.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling came over and kissed him.

"Then you will remember from now on." Zhang Qiling said lightly, "You have always been the only connection between me and the world."

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and kissed back in a similar manner.

"Wait," he suddenly frowned, "I remember you went to see me as if to bid farewell to me, where are you going?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie, stretched out his hand to rub his lower back, and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"Backache, it's not uncomfortable." Wu Xie didn't realize that the topic was changed quietly, and continued following Zhang Qiling's words, "It wasn't uncomfortable at first, but my waist is too weak."

Zhang Qiling pushed Wu Xie, motioned him to lie down, and gave him a massage on his waist.

Wu Xie lay down, happily hugging the pillow and enjoying the men's horse killing chicken. In fact, although the one he did yesterday was exaggerated, it was really okay, because Zhang Qiling only did it once—according to his number of times, it was one time .This may be the same reason that although Zhang Qiling eats a lot, he eats slowly. It is rare to eat good food, so he can't eat too fast.It is also necessary to let the stomachs of the two of them-Wu Xie's intestines stretch out and the spirit of the stomach-get used to it first.

Zhang Qiling pressed it in place, and Wu Xie narrowed his eyes comfortably. After relaxing, there was no gate in his mind, and he dared to think and say anything.

So Wu Xie turned to look at Zhang Qiling, licked his lips, and said very seriously: "You said I can't beat you, why didn't you force me earlier?"

"I knew it would be so cool, why would I be afraid of pain!"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, his movement stopped for two beats, and then there was a force on his hand.

Wu Xie let out an "Aww".

When the fat man sauntered back, Wu Xie had basically been revived with full blood, and could run around all over the place. Except for his waist, which was as usual, there was no sequelae. Even this waist, half of it must be attributed to his own problems. It can be seen that Zhang Qiling's control ability is really good, which can make people feel good but not hurt.

He could really run all over the place without fear at all. When the fat man opened the door and came in, he saw Wu Xie running around chasing chickens all over the yard.The big rooster and the little hen screamed high and low, being chased by Wu Xie from one end to the other.

Fatty Wang immediately became angry, and cursed: "Wu Xie, what are you doing, you prodigal bastard! Why don't you chase the chicken next door to play! What if our chicken is so scared that you won't be able to lay eggs? Are you going down!"

"Can't you stop the hen!" Wu Xie immediately retorted, "I'm not chasing the hen!"

Wu Xie's goal is the three big roosters that are imposing and radiant. As a child who grew up in the city, his memory is not quite right. He is full of curiosity and freshness about everything in the country life. .When he went back to his hometown when he was a child, he wanted to pluck the feathers from the rooster's tail to make a shuttlecock, but the chicken was fed by his second uncle, so he didn't dare.Now looking at the big rooster pacing leisurely in the yard, the regrets from childhood suddenly returned to my heart, ready to move.

Zhang Qiling remembered the scene when Wu Xie looked at the little rooster "lovingly" when he first came to Yucun to raise chickens, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.So Zhang Qiling also acquiesced.

The fat man stared dumbfounded at the chaotic scene where Wu Xie was chasing the big cock and plucking its feathers, and the yard was full of chickens and dogs jumping around.But strictly speaking, only chickens fly, no dogs jump.

Brother Xiao Man squatted on the porch with the hamster-like Tibetan cat on his head, watching Wu Xie chasing the chicken with a dull face. The fat man wanted to take a picture of that expression, and then made an emoji with the sentence "Mom's mentally retarded".

The other one who is still an old god is Zhang Qiling who is chopping firewood in the corner.

The fat man leaned over and asked, "Brother, don't you care?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and continued to split his firewood.Nowadays, liquefied petroleum gas is used in many places in the countryside, but the geographical location of Yucun is special, and the transportation of liquefied petroleum gas tanks is not easy. Every household uses coal fires, and sometimes firewood is needed to start the fire. Cooking with fire can be said to be a particularly retro style. thing.

Seeing this, the fat man felt even more heartbroken as a loyal and good minister who saw a treacherous concubine misleading the country: "Pingzi, you have changed, this is a chicken you raised with corn and rice! You are not willing to kill it during the Chinese New Year! "

Zhang Qiling looked up at Wu Xie, to the shock of the fat man, Zhang Qiling looked at it, and even smiled, laughed!

"What's the matter?" Zhang Qiling said lightly.

The country will not be the country!The fat man sighed in despair.

Xu Shi realized the desperation of his family and country, a big rooster flapped its wings, leaped onto the wall, let out a long cry, let out a mournful cry of the end of a hero, and then jumped down, leaving only a determined back !

"Hey, I still want to run." Wu Xie chased after him without saying a word.

Brother Xiaoman over there finally moved. He raised his claws and pushed the Tibetan dog lying on his head watching the show. The Tibetan dog fell to the ground and rolled, and cried out in grievance. He quickly got up and chased Wu Xie out.

"Now you are the only reliable person in the whole family, Grandpa Man!" The fat man burst into tears, wanting to pat Brother Xiao Man's paw.

Brother Xiao Man silently retracted his claws.

"I said little brother," the fat man sighed for a while, but turned his head and asked, "What did you eat innocently? Why is it like he knocked on catnip?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said calmly: "Let him relax for a few days."

Free-range chickens in the countryside can fly, so it is not easy to catch them.Fortunately, although the Tibetan cat is usually unreliable, it still has some skills in catching chickens.Wu Xie only knew that this Tibetan dog should be his own, and he didn't remember the stupid way he used to just burrow into his clothes, so when he looked at it, his eyes were full of approval and affirmation, which made this Tibetan dog feel oily for the first time. However, there was a strong sense of accomplishment.

Wu Xie held a big rooster in one hand and a handful of cock tail feathers in the other, squatting on his shoulder with a Tibetan scorpion, and rushed back in a hurry.At this time, Zhang Qiling had already split the firewood, placed a large basin by the pressurized well, and was bathing Brother Xiaoman.

In the day and a half after Wu Xie lost his memory, he had already received countless disapproving or disapproving looks from Brother Xiaoman like his elders, and his perception of Brother Xiaoman's status was quite accurate. Oil bottle bathed it, and it behaved like a clingy cat.And Xizang Xie saw Brother Xiaoman soaking in the water, and subconsciously felt that he would also suffer, so he yelled and slipped into Wu Xie's collar.

Wu Xie threw down the big cock, and took great pains to catch the Tibetan dog. The fat man held a cup of tea and raised his feet to see him jumping up and shaking his clothes to catch the dog. Take off your clothes.

Wu Xie asked himself if he had the ability to take off his clothes and the marks on his chest could make Fatty Wang laugh for two years.

Wu Xie grabbed the Tibetan scorpion and wanted to throw it directly into Brother Xiaoman's water basin to calm down.As a result, Gouzi hadn't been thrown in to calm down. When he saw Poker Face brushing the dog's fur with concentration, he felt calm.

Taking out the keyboard-less mobile phone that he was proficient at just now, and setting it to the selfie mode, Wu Xie squatted beside Zhang Qiling, and said, "Come on, little brother, look at the camera."

In fact, Wu Xie didn't expect Boyouping to cooperate, who knew that he really stopped what he was doing, and followed Wu Xie to look into the camera.Wu Xie smiled brighter, and made a V under Brother Xiaoman's idiot-like eyes.

Even with two dog heads, big and small, with indifferent and stupid faces, Wu Xie still thinks this photo is extremely beautiful.

Zhang Qiling wiped the foam off his hands and asked him, "Do you want to post to Moments?"

"What is circle of friends?" Wu Xie asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qiling took his mobile phone, opened WeChat, clicked on Moments, helped him select the photo he just took, and handed it back to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie was very fresh: "Brother, do you still like to play this?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "You often post."

"I'll try." Wu Xie happily clicked send.

I don't know how busy this group of people are. As soon as the photos were posted, the comments were maxed out within minutes.

Xiuxiu: I kicked over this bowl of dog food!Come and keep the formation.

Xie Yuchen: I kick over this bowl of dog food!And decided to pay a debt.

Li Cu: I kicked over this bowl of dog food!And also want to collect debts.

Su Wan: I'll kick over this bowl of dog food!And made a set of papers!

Fatty Wang: I kicked over this bowl of dog food!And I think your pattern Tucson is broken.

Zhang Haike: I kick...damn, I don't dare.

Black Glasses: I kicked... No, what's going on?Did the mute take advantage of the fire?

Bai Haotian: (*/ω＼*)(*?▽?*)(?｀?Д?′)!!

Liu Sangxin: I rely on Wu Xie, you actually let your idol brush your dog!

Liu Sangxin: Do you know what you are doing?Do you know how high my idol's appearance fee is!

Liu Sangxin: How long do you want to bury your idol in that ravine!

Then Wu Xie learned to pull black without a teacher.

TBC