Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Those eyes are really beautiful, the color of the eyes is very light, between the eyebrows and eyes is warm and peaceful, and the temperament is elegant like a forest of green bamboo.

It's just that in these warm and elegant eyes, there is a trace of incomprehensible emotion.

Wu Ling's gaze inadvertently collided with these extremely gentle eyes, and he shook his mind slightly, feeling that his mood had calmed down instantly.

But he had a little doubt in his heart.

Because these eyes always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

But because the man was wrapped tightly, only his eyes and the bridge of his nose were exposed, and the lower half of his face was inadvertently blocked by a gray silk scarf.

And Wu Ling happened to be a little bit of face blindness.

As a result, although he looked at the person in front of him very familiarly, he couldn't remember who this person was.

It's like the answer is right on your lips.

But you forget the feeling of scratching your ears and cheeks that you can't remember.

Just when Wu Ling's gaze looked at Shen Yunxi slightly.

The latter was also looking at him.

Shen Yunxi pursed his lips as if he was a little nervous, and the fingers hidden in the windbreaker were also clenched.

His personality is much more introverted than Xiao Shanqing, who has a somewhat wild temperament, and can even be said to be taciturn.

At this time, even if he saw the person who had been missing him for ten years, he was not as excited as he was in his heart, but seemed a little calm.

But that's just the surface.

His eyes darkened, as if he thought that Wu Ling was interested in the green snake on his body just now.

He glanced at the green snake hanging from his neck, and didn't even think about it.

The arm with the silver chain moved lightly, and the slender fingertips immediately pinched the head of the snake, which looked very poisonous.

Then he easily pulled it off his neck.

Wu Ling was originally looking at the little green snake with the coat of 'armor' with admiration.

Suddenly, he only felt a flower in front of him, and the cool little green snake was actually pinched and handed to his eyes.

Wu Ling: "?"

He blinked in confusion, his big eyes were a little sluggish, and he glanced at the little green snake in front of him, who was also a little confused.

Wu Ling: Brother Snake, why are you still teleporting? Da Qiao is opening up? Snake:

No, I didn't write this one in the script.

Wu Ling and the green snake were stunned for a moment, and then one person and one snake, but their eyes fell on the silent long-haired beauty a little blankly.

Wu Ling looked at the person in front of him, and what he just said nodded to himself with his little finger, and then nodded at the little green snake.

"Can I touch it?" Shen

Yunxi listened to his little master's question, let out a very light "um" in his nose, and handed the green snake to Wu Ling.

"Give.

When Wu Ling heard the word 'give', his eyes lit up directly, and he rubbed his hands with interest: "Then I'm welcome!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ling leaned forward with some joy.

He looked at the beautiful little green snake in front of him, and tentatively poked the scales on the tail of the little snake with his little finger.

Some soft palms rubbed the tough and cold scales of the green snake, bringing some different foreign body sensations, which was quite novel.

Wu Ling paused for a moment when he poked the scales of the little green snake.

When he saw that the green snake was not unusual, and even shook the scales a little stretched, he boldly rubbed the somewhat rounded scales with his two little fingers.

The green snake didn't know what it was like.

But Wu Ling happily flipped it, this feeling is amazing!

He felt that the palm of his hand was poked lightly by something soft and hard, and he couldn't help but use the technique of petting the dog, from beginning to end, and he couldn't stop sighing in his mouth:

"Wow, it seems to be touching the hard dried bud rice." "

This green snake didn't look out of the ordinary when it was rubbed like a bud by Wu Ling, just opened its round green eyes and looked at him a little lazily.

The turquoise color mixed with a slight purple snake tail hooked Wu Ling's arm softly.

It's like a gentle and intellectual big sister who is a little perfunctory and coaxing a bear child to be happy.

Feeling that the green snake was not against him, Wu Ling couldn't help but shake his head happily, and then put his hands together.

Who understands the family, for this shiny and strange little snake, it is really too poignant, right?

Wu Ling likes such little things.

His two dog paws were like washing buds, without skill, all emotionally rubbing the snake's scales.

Even the little golden head leaned forward, and as soon as the head was clubbed on the turquoise snake's tail, the little nose moved and took a big breath.

There was no strange smell in the nasal cavity, but a faint sandalwood fragrance,

Wu Ling raised his head with a satisfied face as if he had taken a sip of the cat master.

His eyes were shining and he looked at Shen Yunxi, who was full of gentleness in front of him, and asked with a small mouth,

"What kind of snake do you eat?"

Wu Ling asked curiously, and his hand couldn't help but stroke the tail of the little snake.

However, it was this moment that the wound on his wrist that was strangled by the forbidden woman's hair was revealed.

Shen Yunxi was about to answer Wu Ling's question, but he was suddenly shaken by the wound on his wrist.

He looked at the strangulation on Wu Ling's wrist, the corners of his mouth that had just been raised instantly froze, and his brows furrowed.

"Little Master, why do you have so many wounds on your body??"

"Ah?" Wu Ling's expression was wrong when he saw him, and he followed his gaze to look at the scars on his hands.

He seemed to be startled by the number of wounds on his wrists, and let out a somewhat surprised "ho".

"Hey, I'll go, why do I

have so many wounds on my body?" Wu Ling touched it with some novelty as if he had just discovered that he had so many wounds on his body.

As a result, as soon as his dog's paw touched his wound, a tingling sensation came from his arm.

Before this, Wu Ling's attention was not on the wound, and he didn't feel much pain in his voice.

But now that his attention is on the wound, this time, he is so excited by the pain that he almost threw out the 'bud' in his hand.

A green snake almost glided in the air: "......"

So love will disappear, right?

Just when the expression on Wu Ling's aching face was like a little bitter melon, a big hand with some calluses on his fingertips held his puppy paw.

Then Wu Sanxing's characteristic smoky voice sounded in his ears:

"Stinky boy, don't move, don't open the wound." "