My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 177 Sleepwalking Again

Turning his head hummingly, Wen Changlang stretched out his foot without any effort, and kicked Shang Yanzhou aside abruptly, the charming face on his face had already changed to a look of disgust.

Being kicked aside savagely, Shang Yanzhou opened his eyes, gave him a disapproving look, then pulled the quilt over his body, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Wen Changlang really couldn't be tolerated.

Waking up again, Shang Yanzhou was strangled awake, and he almost couldn't breathe. He forcefully pushed away the warm hands wrapped around his neck, and looked at Wen Changlang under the warm yellow light, but saw that he was still Close your eyes tightly, but your mouth is plausible:

"Bold brat! How dare you reject you, Master Wen! Are you impatient with being a ghost?!"

Shang Yanzhou was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized that Wen Changlang was sleepwalking again.

Sure enough, after chanting a few words, he jumped up from the bed and walked around the room, floating around like a ghost.

However, this person was only wearing a pair of obscene trousers, which looked extremely funny.

Shang Yanzhou just waited for Wen Changlang to wander out of the room, and then after half an hour, he floated back into the room naked, pressed directly on Shang Yanzhou, and said imposingly:

"Shang Yanzhou! I've already washed it! Come on, come on!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled to the side, climbed down, pouted his bare buttocks, and patted his own buttocks with one hand, with a very impatient tone.

Shang Yanzhou calmly let him make trouble, his gaze shifted to the knotted and tight place, and it gradually became dark.

It's really a worrying thing, even sleepwalking, it's so... indescribable.

In the end, Shang Yanzhou reluctantly shifted his gaze, hugged the pillow and lay down on the other side, closing his eyes. As for whether he could calm down and sleep, that was another matter.

There was a continuous slapping sound in the room, and Wen Changlang's,,, sweet voice. When he really stopped, beads of sweat had already oozed from Shang Yanzhou's forehead, which showed the most forbearance.

On the second day, Shang Yanzhou wisely chose to get up earlier, cleverly avoiding the howling from Wen Changlang.

Sure enough, after he finished washing in the bathroom, Wen Changlang's heart-piercing howl came:

"what!!!!"

Wen Changlang covered his naked body with a quilt in horror, and seemed very unacceptable to his current situation.

As soon as Shang Yanzhou came out of the bathroom, he blurted out:

"Shang Yanzhou! Did you take off my obscene pants! You defiled me!!"

Shang Yanzhou sneered: "You think you are a big girl? You took off the obscene pants by yourself last night, and you sleepwalked again last night."

When Wen Changlang heard this, his body froze for a moment, his face paled for a moment, his lips moved a few times, and then he lowered his head dejectedly, without speaking again.

Seeing him like that, Shang Yanzhou frowned. Usually at this time, Wen Changlang would not let it go, there would be a fight, but now, it suddenly became quiet.

He approached the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke the top of his hair, and said softly:

"what happened?"

Sighing, Wen Changlang felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said depressedly:

"Every time after I sleepwalk, my spells fail. I don't know if you remember, but last time before the first seven nights of Wen's housekeeper, I sleepwalked once, so my spells failed at that time, so I almost fell there. In the hands of the resentful ghost."

"Moreover, the recovery time of the spell is not certain. Sometimes it takes half an hour to recover, and sometimes it won't recover for more than half a month."