The dominant figure in the family

When he returned to his room, he found that Little Fox and Ye Ji were both in his room.

At this time, the two little cats were huddled in Ye Ji's tree hole-like cat nest.

There can be room for two children to squat in there, but if they really want two children, they won't be able to move while squatting in there. There is plenty of space for a cat and a fox.

Feng Wuli was in the third grade of elementary school and bought it for Ye Ji with his pocket money.

Yeji liked it very much.

There was a faint light inside now. They probably had a desk lamp. They were still talking just now when they heard the sound of the door opening getting smaller and smaller.

A fox's head poked out, and then a black cat's head poked out from beneath her.

"Master Feng Wuli, are you going to sleep?"

"What are you doing in there?" he asked confused.

"Wanwan tells us a story!"

"Wanwan is studying with Lady Ye Ji."

Feng Wuli smiled, "I haven't fallen asleep yet. You guys can play for a while and go to bed soon."

The two little ones retreated back into the cat's nest. There was a faint light at the entrance of the tree hole, and there was the sound of the little fox reading. She was not reading a textbook, but an extracurricular reading. Feng Wuli listened for a while, as if he was a little prince.

He lay on the bed, checked his mobile phone, and bought a high-speed rail ticket to Jinling the day after tomorrow, which cost more than 300 yuan.

I asked Wang Xilou for her ID number and bought it for her.

Little zombie: But the master wants to fly/stay

Little zombie:[small plane]

Feng Wuli: None of us can fly, it’s not safe

Little Zombie: Do you need to know how to fly to fly?/Stupid

Little Zombie: Forget it

Feng Wuli: I want to eat spicy chicken noodles tomorrow

Little Zombie: Spicy chicken is so troublesome

Feng Wuli: Want to eat

Little zombie: hum

Feng Wuli couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth as he typed. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the little zombie was so cute.

Even though we live together under the same roof, we still can't help but want to get closer, but distance is a strange thing. They are already the two closest people to each other. Under this situation, how can we get closer to some fermenting feelings?

He doesn't understand.

After all, he is just a boy of eighteen or nineteen. Liu Xiaoxiao would drag him to read books and other books in junior high school. Wang Xilou's love has always been strong, and he is learning to respond to him.

Although it’s mostly because I can’t help it.

Feng Wuli: Good night little zombie

Little zombie:?

Little zombie:/angry

Little Zombie: Good night, black-hearted disciple!

When he thought that there would be a lot of time in the future and they would continue like this, Feng Wuli felt that the world was beautiful, how could anyone think that immortality was not a good thing.

Spring water makes tea, Songhua brews wine, and the people around me are enjoying each other year after year.

When I thought of this, I wanted to go out and hold Wang Xilou's hand again. A girl's hand is truly the most amazing thing in the world.

"No, the little prince said, I am here to find friends..."

Wanwan's voice is full of childlike innocence.

In fact, in some aspects of her mind, she is closer to a junior high school student who is fifteen or sixteen years old. She is much stronger than Ye Ji, who has the body of a high school girl but is no different from a brat.

"Why don't you read it anymore?" came Ye Ji's voice.

"Well, Wanwan has to look up this word first."

"Then I'll hold the lamp for you."

There was the sound of turning pages in the tree hole.

I can imagine a little fox reading a dictionary inside, a black cat holding a desk lamp, and the two little cuties huddled together.

Feng Wuli smiled: "Take out the book and I will read it to you two."

There was a rustling in the cat's nest.

Feng Wuli looked at the time. It was already half past nine: "I'll read to you for half an hour, and I'm going to bed."

"It's really troublesome for Master Feng Wuli!"

The little fox came out with a book in her mouth and was very excited. She also loved to cling to Feng Wuli. Yeji followed closely behind and held a lamp in her mouth.

Feng Wuli turned off the desk lamp and put it aside. The light in the room was already bright enough, so he took the book and prepared to read to the two little monsters at home.

He was half-lying on the pillow, holding up his book. A fox was lying on his left arm, and a cat was lying on his right arm. They were squeezed together. The bellies of the two cute little creatures were furry and hot.

Feng Wuli looked at it, smiled and said to the little fox: "Tame, the word is pronounced as tame, Xiyun tame."

"Xi~yun~tame." The little fox chanted along, so cute.

Feng Wuli continued to read: "What does domestication mean?"

"It's an act that's often forgotten, says Fox, and it means making connections."

"The little prince asked doubtfully, establish contact?"

Feng Wuli would also add his own tone to some characters' conversations to make it easier for Wanwan and Ye Ji to understand. At the same time, they laughed at him for being funny, and Feng Wuli laughed too.

In the room, Feng Wuli always smiled and read to them. Occasionally Ye Ji would ask some stupid questions without understanding, but she asked them naturally.

The doorknob suddenly pulled, and Wang Xilou poked his head curiously and saw three people huddled together, holding a book on the bed.

"What are you doing? I'm outside listening to you talking non-stop."

"Wang Xilou, get out quickly! We want to listen to unreasonable stories, so get out quickly."

"While I'm reading to them, the little fox doesn't know many words. I'll teach her how to read by the way."

The little zombie's head shrank out, the sound of the TV outside was turned off, and then the door opened again.

She came over with her head sullenly: "Master also wants to listen."

"I'm about to go to sleep."

"Read it a little longer. I was the one who told you bedtime stories when you were a kid. Now it's your turn." She said that she had already come to the bedside, kicked off her slippers, picked up the stupid cat, and leaned against it like Feng Wuli.

Lie down beside the bed.

Ye Ji lay down on Feng Wuli's chest with an aggrieved look on her face.

"When I was young...it was you who insisted on pulling me to listen to you tell me what you had done in the past five hundred years, and you wouldn't let me sleep until you finished listening."

"..."

Wang Xilou's face fell.

If you don't listen, the disciple will recite sutras.

She leaned on Feng Wuli's shoulder and smelled the same shower gel, but it always felt different from her own. Wang Xilou liked it very much.

Very satisfied.

I can't help but begin to look forward to eternal life.

"Of course, said the fox.

To me, you are no different from thousands of other little boys. I don't need you and you don't need me.

To you, I'm no different than thousands of other foxes.

But if you tame me, neither of us can do without the other. At that time, to me, you will be unique in this world, and to you, I will be unique in this world."

The Little Prince is a reading book for the second and third grade of elementary school. It is just right for Wanwan to get in touch with human knowledge. It is a very gentle story.

The fox and the rose both love the little prince. The little prince is very lucky, and so are the fox and the rose.

The fox doesn't care about the wheat, she won't eat it, but if the little prince tames the fox, then the fox will also care about the wheat, because it will remind her of the little prince's golden hair.

The more Feng Wuli thought about it, the sleepier he became. His schedule was to go to bed before eleven o'clock and not stay up late. Although he would be fine if he stayed up all night for a few days or nights, his biological clock reminded him that it was time to go to bed.

Wanwan and Ye Ji didn't hear enough, so Wang Xilou started reading to them, and Feng Wuli kicked them out.

Rejected by two votes.

Only Wanwan felt sorry for him, so she weakly said that she should read it out, but Feng Wuli was too embarrassed to disturb their interest.

One or two of them insisted on playing beside his bed.
To be continued...