My Mr. Monster

Chapter 222 Children

Wu Yang was very worried about Lu Xuan, but he didn't know what to do. Lu Xuan was also unwilling to reveal why he had a nosebleed.

"Are you really okay?" Wu Yang asked nervously.

Lu Xuan, who was sitting nearby sketching in a notebook, glanced over and said, "You've asked me this seventy-five times today."

"If I ask you a hundred times, will you answer me?" Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan and asked seriously.

Lu Xuan was amused by Wu Yang's question: "I don't even want to answer, do you think I will tell you?"

"Will you die?" Wu Yang asked, holding Lu Xuan's hand.

Lu Xuan pondered and said, "Everyone will die."

"I'm asking if anything will happen to you!" Wu Yang was annoyed. He pinched Lu Xuan's hand and glared at him.

"It's okay." Lu Xuan smiled gently. He reached out and touched Wu Yang's neck, then rubbed his hair comfortably.

Wu Yang's hair is soft now, and Lu Xuan loves it very much. Of course, Wu Yang is also soft in his eyes, and he likes the childish Wu Yang even more.

"Do you want to make friends?" Lu Xuan suddenly asked.

Wu Yang, who was being touched comfortably, showed a confused expression, "Friends? I don't need friends. I only have you. I don't need so many people to care about."

Wu Yang's answer was also within Lu Xuan's expectations. He nodded and said, "Well, maybe so. It's not time to make friends yet."

Song Zhe was still missing, but Lu Xuan didn't care. After all, coming here would just be three more mouths to feed, and Wu Yang felt like he could hardly afford to support him.

He ate too much, so he stopped writing, closed the notebook, reached out and pulled Wu Yang. Wu Yang fell down without any hesitation, and rested his head on Lu Xuan's thigh. Lu Xuan looked down at Wu Yang, who had become more masculine.

A person's changes could reach this level in just one month. Lu Xuan was surprised by the horror of the potion.

"I can't afford to support you anymore." Lu Xuan reached out and touched Wu Yang's thin lips, which were soft and fluffy like jelly.

"So are you going to throw me away?" Wu Yang blinked and looked at Lu Xuan. "The burden will be thrown away because it has no value and it will only cause more losses."

Lu Xuan's eyebrows twisted, as if he was thinking. Wu Yang watched carefully. He now liked to capture every subconscious movement and habit of Lu Xuan, and slowly deduce whether this guy was lying when talking to him.

However, Wu Yang had overlooked something. When Lu Xuan felt that it was natural, the lie was as easy as drinking boiled water, because Lu Xuan felt that even if it was a lie, it was right.

"We have to move, and it's hard to clean up those corpses," said Lu Xuan.

"Where are you moving to? The big villa you like?" Wu Yang turned over, put his face against Lu Xuan's thigh, and put his arm around Lu Xuan's waist.

He felt that Lu Xuan's waist was very thin, his skin was very fair, and the soft flesh around his waist was particularly comfortable to pinch. He rubbed Lu Xuan's belly and dazedly opened his mouth and took a bite.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of Lu Xuan sucking in a breath of cold air came from above, and the next second Wu Yang's face was pinched by Lu Xuan. Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan innocently.

"Are you born in the Year of the Dog?" Lu Xuan gritted his teeth. He looked at his clothes that were soaked with a little saliva. The clear teeth marks looked quite nice.

When Lu Xuan talked about clothes, he immediately said "tsk" and glared at Wu Yang: "Do I look like a teething stick or am I delicious?"

"You smell so good, I couldn't help but take a bite. I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." Wu Yang's apology was particularly insincere, and even his expression didn't change, as if the words "I'll dare to do it again next time" were clearly written on his face.

"How old are you?" Lu Xuan gritted his teeth.

"I just became an adult." Wu Yang said confidently.

"Okay, call me brother." Lu Xuan pinched Wu Yang's mouth and fiddled with it, looking at the white teeth in his mouth, which looked like a cold trap.

"Xuan, brother." Wu Yang's mouth was pinched and he couldn't speak clearly, but his eyebrows were curved like crescent moons, and he was full of flattery.

"That's right." Lu Xuan released his hand, "Call me again, and be more affectionate."

"Brother Xuan~" Wu Yang suppressed his throat and changed his tone very cooperatively.

When that strange and awkward voice came out, Lu Xuan instantly got furious. He threw the person away from him and retreated to the edge of the sofa. He looked at Wu Yang as if he had seen a ghost: "What kind of monster are you? Be careful or I will take you away."

Wu Yang's mouth twitched: "It's obviously you who made me like this... but you were the one who started to dislike me first."

"Monster!" Lu Xuan still refused to give in.

Wu Yang also laughed out of anger, and rushed forward to throw the man onto the sofa: "You really are like a heartless man. I almost couldn't hold back and punched you just now."

Lu Xuan sighed, "I have so many thugs that I can't even count them all. If you hit me, I'll beat you up like a gang."

Wu Yang said: "I feel like I can tear them all into pieces."

Lu Xuan was stunned and said with a smile: "Don't be so violent..."

Wu Yang said, "You're not much worse than me, Brother Xuan, you're not a good person either."

Lu Xuan nodded: "I never said I was a good person, so how much difference do we have between the two of us?"

Wu Yang thought about it and shook his head: "I don't know, this is not important."

Lu Xuan teased the serious Wu Yang and went to cook. Wu Yang was very clingy, more clingy than ever, as if he was covered with glue and wanted to stick to Lu Xuan all the time.

Lu Xuan has completely adapted to this place. Although there are still many people in this world, he has created two worlds for himself.

"Should we move first or find food first?" Wu Yang asked, hugging Lu Xuan's waist and leaning against his back.

Lu Xuan was chopping some wilted vegetables, thinking about his food supply and said, "Let's find something to eat. I'm afraid if I starve you for a few meals, you'll eat me."

"You don't have much flesh on you." Wu Yang pinched Lu Xuan's waist. "You're so thin. Is it my illusion? I feel like you've lost some weight since we first met."

Lu Xuan's body stiffened, and he continued, "I eat several large bowls of rice every day. You are simply exaggerating."

"Did your heartbeat just now...slow down a little?" Wu Yang asked with a frown.

Lu Xuan was speechless for a moment, then immediately smiled and said, "Because I'm surprised. After all, I'm not thin."

"Do I really look stupid, Lu Xuan?" Wu Yang suddenly asked, his voice devoid of any emotion, as if it was just a normal question.

Lu Xuan stopped talking and just focused on cooking. When he was busy, he would subconsciously ignore the person behind him, but every time he was about to ignore him, Wu Yang would make a fuss.

"What are you going to do next?" Wu Yang changed the subject. He didn't like Lu Xuan's silence.

"Find some people and life-saving medicine."

"Life-saving medicine? Saving whom?"

It was such a simple question, just asking who to save, but this made Comrade Lu Xuan feel troubled. Wu Yang and Song Zhe had never gotten along. If he asked if he could save Song Zhe, would he agree?

"You know him." Lu Xuan said.

Wu Yang frowned and said in a bad tone: "He will die?"

"As long as we're alive, we'll all die." Lu Xuan placed the cooked dishes on the table. He looked at Wu Yang, "You and I are the same, aren't we?"

"Don't you want him to die?" Wu Yang asked.

Lu Xuan smiled and said, “I don’t have too many feelings, because I’m not very familiar with him, but Wu Yang, you are reluctant to let him leave.”

Wu Yang paused, then pointed at himself and said, "Me? Can't bear to see him die?"

He wanted to beat that abominable Song Zhe to death with one punch. Would he be reluctant to see that abominable Song Zhe die twenty years later? This was truly alarmist.

Seeing Wu Yang's expression, Lu Xuan knew what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything in a hurry. He brought the rice and the remaining dishes over, and took him to wash his hands again.

"Am I an idiot? I don't want him to die?" Wu Yang asked Lu Xuan while washing his hands.

"You are an idiot, okay? Really." Lu Xuan was almost amused by Wu Yang's stupidity.

Knowing that Song Zhe was going to die, Wu Yang became very curious and spent almost the entire meal asking questions. Lu Xuan didn't care about revealing any secrets of the future and just told it as a story to the curious baby in front of him.

Anyway, it's better than being stared at by Wu Yang with that questioning look and asked questions that cannot be answered.

Song Zhe returned that night and brought shock and surprise to Lu Xuan.

A boy was tied up and brought over by a group of Song Zhe. Lu Xuan knew who he was just by getting close to him, without even having to see him.

"Where are you going?" Lu Xuan asked Song Zhe, who was closest to him.

"Catch him." Song Zhe replied, pointing at the tied boy.

"Why?" Lu Xuan was curious about the reason.

"The old man told him to come and capture Wu Yang. As soon as he left the house, I lured him to a place where there were no monsters and tied him up. It also cost me several lives." Song Zhe said, looking at the boy on the ground with a sinister look.

"His smell..." Wu Yang frowned tightly, as if he was unsure, so he moved closer and smelled the boy on the ground.

"Lu Xuan, his scent is very similar to yours, but not as good as yours." Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan, "Could it be... your..."

"Bullshit, stop thinking about it!" Lu Xuan wanted to slap the cloud floating above Wu Yang's head. Although he couldn't see it, he knew what it was just by thinking about it.

"He is the king...right." Song Zhe said uncertainly.

"Wangba? Such a special name." Wu Yang was shocked. He must have hated this kid so much that he named him Wangba. What a heartless old man.

Lu Xuan and Song Zhe were both silent. They looked at Wu Yang as if he was an idiot. Lu Xuan didn't know whether Wu Yang was pretending or really was being stupid.

However, there was a reason why Wu Yang didn't understand. Unlike Song Zhe, he didn't have a clear understanding of the "King". Even Lu Xuan could only take advantage of Wu Yang's mental barriers when they collapsed and give him direct orders.

The little brat's ability was not as strong as a piece of dogtail grass tickling Wu Yang's nose and causing him to sneeze. After all, he didn't even have the ability to make Wu Yang sneeze.

Lu Xuan explained to Wu Yang: "He can control those monsters just like me."

Wu Yang glanced at the child and then at Lu Xuan. He shook his head and said, "It's different. Not at all."