Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

"So from that night on, the second uncle strictly ordered you to go out with the dog to look for the snake at night, and he said that as long as he saw you once, he would spank you once.

"You had a little temper with him for a long time, but you don't have a long memory, one night you sneaked out of the door while he wasn't paying attention and hugged the three-inch ding, but you didn't think that you just slipped out and ran into the second uncle, and the result was ......

" Speaking of this, Wu Xian looked up at Wu Ling, who was looking at him a little stunned, his expression flashed, and he chuckled lightly, and then said:

" The result is that you little bastard was dragged by the second uncle under the wall for a night of training, beating palms and copying books, crying a handful of snot and tears.

"In the end, grandma couldn't see it, so she gave the second uncle a stick with a cane, and finally asked grandpa to carry you back to sleep, so it was okay."

"But from that day on, the second uncle set a rule for you, saying that it's okay to watch snakes, but you can't sneak around to see snakes at night, and you can't reach out to touch snakes, because you didn't have a sense of proportion when you touched the snake last time, and you directly scratched your palm."

"At that time, you were still a child, just about three years old, the child was already tender, and you were very naughty, and you refused to put down the snake when your palms were swollen, and your palms were worn out, but fortunately the snake had no bacteria, otherwise it would be troublesome if you were infected."

"At that time, the second uncle was also ruthless, saying that if you dare to go to the snake in the middle of the night, if the adult is not around, you will touch it, and he will cut off your milk powder.

Hearing this, Wu Ling couldn't help but gasp, and was so frightened that Derpy Mao vibrate

: "I'm too ruthless to rely on this, right? For two or three-year-old children, milk powder is life!" Wu

Xian saw his brother's terrible look, he felt funny, and reached out and pinched his face:

"So, since then, you stinky boy has never touched that snake again." "

You say, how can you hold back when you were a child, but now you can't help it?"

Hearing this, Wu Ling blinked, touched his chin and said with a serious face:

"Maybe it's because not drinking milk powder can't threaten me anymore, because I only drink Wangzi milk now."

Wu Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then as if he was poked by these words, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

He had a wide chest, and his chest couldn't stop shaking a little when he laughed.

This kind of vibration made Wu Ling, who was close to his body, tremble unconsciously, and the little hair on the top of his head trembled.

"Brother, don't laugh, I'm about to fall.

Wu Ling noticed that his body was shaking, and hurriedly stabilized his body.

He grabbed Wu Xian's clothes with one hand and patted his chest with the other.

Wu Ling originally wanted to make his brother laugh a little more restrained, this sense of vibration, not to mention that he thought he was driving a go-kart.

But he went down this way, maybe because the muscles in Wu's chest felt too good.

Wu Ling instantly forgot what he wanted to say, and pinched his hand unconsciously, and when he felt the touch in his palm, although it was a little hard, but very Q-elastic, his eyes lit up instantly.

At this time, a somewhat low voice with a slight smile sounded in his ears:

"Young master, have you pinched enough? This is another price."

Hearing this, Wu Ling didn't even raise his head, waved his big hand arrogantly, and said with a small mouth:

"Don't be afraid, Wu Gongzi will pay for the consumption of the whole audience, swipe the card for a while, let me play for a while." As he

spoke, Wu Ling's hand, which looked like a hooligan, rubbed his brother's chest muscles again.

Wu Ling himself didn't know why he always had such a soft spot for his brother's chest muscles and deep love.

Is this the so-called, what you can't get is always in turmoil

? He doesn't have such big chest muscles, so he covets

his brother's? But he doesn't distinguish between you and me from his own brother, Wu Xian's things are his, and his things are also his brother's.

Thinking about it, Wu Ling's hand not only rubbed Wu oblique's chest muscles, but even put his palm on it and pressed it down.

Not only did he pinch and knead it, but he didn't even like it, he went up and rubbed both hands, and he almost bit his teeth.

Speaking of which, Wu Xian's body shape is really good.

The chest is broad, the abdomen is sunken, the waist is narrow and the hips are broad, the upper limbs are slender, and the lower limbs are firm.

The muscles all over the body are strong and smooth, and it is simply the best in the world.

Even the chest muscles are so big that they can't hold it with one hand.

Wu Ling could barely hold it with two hands.

Seeing that Wu Ling's two little hands were becoming more and more perverted and more and more hooligan, even the envious hara at the corner of his mouth was about to flow out.

At that moment, a big hand tapped his little head melon, which was full of ideas and didn't know what he was thinking, and by the way, he took his somewhat rogue hand.

"Hmm.

Wu Ling, who was suddenly holding his hands, raised his head a little unhappily.

He glanced at Wu Xian's pectoral muscles reluctantly, and muttered:

"Brother, don't be so stingy, I haven't pinched enough, everyone is a good friend, you have to know how to share."

Wu Xian was amused by his unreasonable and strong little tone, and reached out and knocked him on the head: "This is another price, but ......"

Listening to Wu Xian's words as if he was tempting.

Wu Ling was like a fish that knew that there was a hook full of delicious bait in front of him, but he still wanted to rush up, and he couldn't wait to ask

: "But what?"

Wu Xian looked up at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly imperceptible, the eyes behind the lenses were slightly heavy, and his tone was gentle and discussant:

"I can continue to play with you, but I have to wash you in your bath."

After Wu Xian said this, he quietly looked at the expression on Wu Ling's face, waiting for his reply.

Originally, he thought that his brother would have to think about it for a while, but he didn't think about it.

As soon as he finished speaking, his brother clapped his little hand, nodded without any hesitation and said

: "Wow, deal, gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase!"

Wu Xian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him with some tears and laughter: "So happy, don't you discuss?" "Brother, you don't

understand this."

Wu Ling supported his chest with his hand, looked down at him, and his small expression was a sigh:

"Then taking a bath by yourself is similar to being bathed by others, and I am also the one who enjoys it, so why not do it?"

Speaking of this, Wu Ling suddenly picked up Wu Xian's chin with his fingertips, and there was a little more unfamiliar little ruffian between his eyebrows, and he said with a low laugh:

"Brother, you are such a handsome guy who personally serves me, so if I refuse, I won't be able to be a human being?" And you help me take a bath, and I don't suffer, I was served for nothing without saying anything

, and I ......" Halfway through the words, Wu Ling's eyes suddenly fell to Wu Xian's chest, and his small expression was a little subtle.

Although he didn't speak, Wu Xian understood.