Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Xiao Shanqing twitched the corners of her mouth, looked at the somewhat playful expression on Wu Sanxing's face, stretched out her hand to wipe her face and cried, looking at Wu Ling bitterly, her expression was a little tangled, both happy and aggrieved.

The happy thing is that the little master still remembers himself.

The aggrieved thing is that the little master only remembers his Transformers.

What kind of human suffering is this?

The expression on Xu is Xiaoshanqing's face was too sad and aggrieved, Wu Ling glanced at him, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Haha, Uncle Qing, I remember you.

He waved his hand at Xiao Shanqing with his little paws, squinted his eyes with a smile, and said with a smile on his little white teeth: "But Uncle Qing, why do you still wear glasses?" I remember that you weren't short-sighted before, and you ......

it" Speaking of this, Wu Ling glanced at the suit on Xiao Shanqing's body with a little novelty, raised his eyebrows in some surprise, and asked curiously:

"And why are you still dressed like this?" Wearing a suit, I didn't dare to recognize the appearance of a whole business elite.

Looking at his little master's curious gaze, Xiao Shanqing only felt a big up-and-down in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, the little master not only remembers his Transformers, but also remembers him.

Xiao Shanqing breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the little young master in front of him, and subconsciously straightened the suit on his body.

His brother told him that before meeting important people, you must keep your appearance neat and tidy, which is a sign of respect for the other party.

After Bi Shanqing finished tidying up his suit, he looked at the young man in front of him with some nervousness in his heart, he opened his mouth, and when he was about to speak, a voice interjected.

"Because this old boy has been working with your second uncle, mixed up for a few years, mixed with the upper echelons, if he continues to be like a child, it will not be like words.

Wu Sansheng came over from the side, he sat next to Wu Ling, glanced at Xiao Shanqing, who was smiling like Gargamel who abducted and sold Cinderella

, and said casually: "No, in order to suppress the scene, not to embarrass your second uncle, look at the person this kid is wearing like a dog." Xiao

Shanqing: "......"

The expression on his face froze, and he glanced at Wu Sanxing with resentment.

Third master, I don't take you like this.

Why are you still stealing my words?

What you say, it's all my words.

Wu Sansheng met Xiao Shanqing's complaining gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly.

What's the matter? Dissatisfied?

Bi Shanqing seemed to understand Wu Sanxing's eyes, his heart choked, and his expression was more uncomfortable than eating poop.

He took a deep breath and pursed his lips.

Wear.

Wu Ling looked at these two people from the side, and his eyebrows were as if they were flirtatious, and his expression was a little gossipy.

He rubbed his dog's paws, his eyes sparkling.

Wuhu, there seems to be melons to eat.

Just when Wu Ling was about to poke into his doggy little head melon, ready to eat melons at close range.

Suddenly, he had an itchy nose and sneeze unexpectedly.

"Ahh

But the owner of the sneeze was still stupid as if he didn't notice that he was being watched by everyone.

Wu Ling rubbed his little nose, and after feeling that the itch in his nose disappeared, he rubbed his little buttocks and made up for Wu Sanxing, ready to eat melons happily.

Although Wu Sanxing had been 'eyebrows' with Xiao Shanqing just now, the corner of his eye had also been paying attention to his little nephew.

Maybe it was because Wu Ling was running in the heavy rain just now, and the blood on his body was washed down.

Moreover, most of the wounds on his body have stopped bleeding, and the wounds are not as if they were cut by a knife, they are not obvious, and the light in the car is really dim.

Wu Sansheng did not notice the abnormality of his little nephew for the first time.

But there was always a bloody smell on the tip of his nose.

At this time, when Wu Sanxing took a closer look, he found that the jacket on his little nephew's body seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon, and it was tattered.

And on the skin under the clothes, there are still some red marks that seem to be strangled by silk threads, and the surface is trickling out with blood beads.

Wu Sanxing frowned, he didn't care about teasing Xiao Shanqing, his eyebrows were full of worry.

Just as he was about to ask Wu Ling if he was injured somewhere, he suddenly heard him sneeze.

Wu Sanxing's eyebrows immediately frowned.

He found that his little nephew was still dripping with rain, and secretly scolded himself for not being careful as an uncle.

Reaching out, he unbuttoned his clothes and prepared to hand his coat to his little nephew.

And yet at this moment.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and when he came back to his senses.

I was a little surprised to find that my little nephew was actually covered by a pitch-black coat.

When he raised his gaze, he saw his eldest nephew with a distressed face and remorse in his eyes.

The moment Wu Ling sneezed, Wu Xian reacted, and instantly pulled his mind out of the book.

He almost subconsciously took off the coat on his body, and even moved one step ahead of Wu Sanxing, covering the coat on Wu Ling's wet hair.

And the book that was originally held tightly in his hand fell on the chair seat next to him at some point.

When Wu Sanxing saw this scene, he unhooked his coat with his fingers, and his expression was a little relieved.

However, Wu Sanxing was relieved, but Wu Ling was a little confused.

"I'm going

, why are the lights still off??" He said in confusion, and when he felt that the top of his head seemed to be covered with a cloth, a small question mark appeared in his heart: "

What is this thing blocking my big eyes that are eager to learn

? I'm gossiping, why are you turning off the lights for me

? Who is so blind?

Just when Wu Ling was a little puzzled in his heart, he was about to tear off this coat.

Suddenly, a pair of large, somewhat broad hands appeared on his head, and the gentle voice was heard in his ears:

"Don't move.

When Wu Ling heard this, his originally slightly depressed mood disappeared instantly.

The little paw that was eager to tear off the thing that covered itself stayed in place as if it had been immobilized.

He blinked his eyes wide, and his voice was a little tentative: "Brother?"

his ears moved, and he followed the sound to his brother's side.

"Hmm. Hearing

this familiar voice, Wu Ling was shocked, I'll go, it's really my brother.

Wasn't I ...... just now

? Wu Ling remembered that he had just felt a little cursed in his heart, and silently twitched a little mouth in his heart.

Make your mouth owe.

Because his eyes were blindfolded, he couldn't see the reason around him, so he could only touch it with his hand, and when his fingertips touched a hard object, he grabbed it.

Wu slanted his fingertips, lowered his eyes and glanced at the little paw that was suspected of being a hooligan on his trouser belt, and glanced at Wu Ling helplessly.

I don't know if this stinky boy really can't see it, or if he can't see it.

It's not good where to put this hand, but it's on it.

However, he thought so in his heart, but Wu Xian did not take Wu Ling's hand down.

Instead, he took his black jacket and wiped Wu Ling's wet hair inch by inch with the layer of the inner layer that was not soaked by the rain.

The fabric inside the jacket is very soft, and there is even the owner's body temperature remaining in it, as well as a faint smell that belongs to Wu Xian's body.

How can I say this smell?

It's like the smell of male hormones that is unique to every man.

It doesn't smell bad, and it even smells so good that it's a little addictive.

The tip of Wu Ling's nose moved, and he couldn't help but take a big breath.

As a result, a wet corner of the clothes was sucked into the mouth.

Wu Ling: "......"

He opened his mouth and spit out the corner of his clothes expressionlessly, and the tips of his ears were a little red.

Ahem, sloppy.