Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

As he spoke, Wu Xian pointed his finger at the bed between the two, the quilt that had been curled up into a ball by Wu Ling.

When Wu Ling stretched out his hand, his gaze instinctively followed his fingers and fell on the quilt in front of him.

He tilted his head as he looked at the quilt, and then his eyes fell on his brother's face, and said thoughtfully:

"It seems to be the same, but it always feels wrong."

Wu Xian was relieved when Wu Ling said the previous sentence, but he was made to mention it again by his last sentence.

He coughed in his mouth and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Wu Ling picked at the round buttons in his hand and muttered

, "But the two of us are brothers, and we have slept together since we were children."

Wu Xian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at him sideways, and his lips moved slightly.

However, when he was just about to speak, Wu Ling in front of him seemed to think of something, his eyes were round, and his mouth was a little shocking

: "Could it be that Uncle Yun and Uncle Feng are actually brothers?!"

Wu Xian: "......"

His lips trembled, and before he spoke, the words were choked in his throat, and he almost choked him to death.

He looked at his brother with a look of surprise, as if he had discovered some big secret, his forehead twitched, and he said with a smile:

"How is it possible, my eldest baby, Uncle Yun and Uncle Feng are the same year, Uncle Yun is only a few months older than Uncle Feng, how can they be brothers?"

Hearing this, Wu Ling sniffed, and his heart became even more puzzled.

But ......

Wu Ling suddenly squinted, he leaned over to look at his elder brother, poked his shoulder with his hand, and said

, "Stinky brother, listen to what you mean, do you know something I don't know? Hurry up, there are secrets to share together."

Wu squinted his eyes flashed, raised his eyebrows and looked at the child who was about to climb on him, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he said, "I want to know?"

"Mmmm." Wu Ling immediately nodded, with anticipation in his big eyes, and a little excitement that he couldn't wait to eat melons.

However, it was under Wu Ling's expectant and excited gaze.

Wu slanted his thin lips and smiled, obviously looking extremely gentle, but his mouth was extremely black and spit out a few words:

"Baby, this is not something that children should listen to, be obedient, let's not listen." Wu

Ling, who was full of anticipation

: "......" The smile on his face froze: "Can you negotiate 5 cents?"

Wu slanted the corners of his mouth smiled gently, but shook his head ruthlessly: "No."

After his words fell, the smile on Wu Ling's face instantly froze.

At an extremely rapid speed, his hands instantly pinched Wu Xian's face, rubbing it against him.

The angry little face was flushed

, and he said with a beep in his mouth: "You can't be a big eggplant!" Stinky brother, you still called me sweetly baby one second, and the next second you spit out such ruthless words with this 36-degree mouth, what's the matter? You're playing with a contrast, isn't it?"

"Don't tell me yet, it's me Wu Xiaoling who can't move the knife, or are you Wu Xiaoxian too floating? Believe it or not, I pulled you into a big-headed son?"

Saying that, Wu Ling rubbed Wu Xian's face with both hands, and hummed angrily:

"It's not something that children should listen to, what's the matter? How old are you? You're just three years older than me...... Wait a minute.

Wu Ling was halfway through his words, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

He held it in his arms, pushed the brain melon seeds pinched in the dough forward, looked at Wu Xian

and said, "Stinky brother, you just said that this is not something that children can listen to, it is a matter between Uncle Feng and Uncle Yun, and it is a matter between 'adults'."

Wu Xian half-knelt on the ground, because his head was held in his arms and kneaded, he leaned forward, and the backs of his hands lightly supported the bed board, so as not to let his weight be all on Wu Ling's body.

Hearing this, he raised his head from Wu Ling's smooth abdomen, blinked his eyes slightly, his voice was smiling, and his expression was a little underwhelming:

"Guess it, guess it right...... Not.

When Wu Xian said this, Wu Ling looked down at him and observed the expression on his face.

When he observed that his brother's face was full of playfulness and teasing, and there was no reliable expression at all, Wu Ling took a breath in his heart and called out to the little fox depressedly.

Knowing that he couldn't get anything out of the mouth of this black-hearted fox, he pursed his lips, and before Wu Xian finished speaking, he directly covered his face on his chest neatly.

The tip of his nose suddenly brushed over the Wu slant of a certain plum fruit: "......"

He blinked, and instead of being pinched and played with annoyance, he moved his neck slightly, covering the expression on his face.

In this way, in this somewhat uncomfortable position of kneeling on one knee, he was held in his arms by his own brother, pinching his face and playing.

Because his face was covered, his voice was a little dull, but he could clearly hear the smile inside:

"Baby, my brother can't breathe anymore."

The hot breath he exhaled all spat on Wu Ling's skin, causing his skin to reddened slightly.

Because Wu Xian was held in his arms, he clearly saw this physical change in Wu Ling.

He moved his fingers lightly, and was about to speak again, when suddenly there was a small slap on his face, and his brother's voice was a little impatient.

"Stinky brother, don't talk, you're messing up my train of thought.

Wu Xian: "......"

thinks that he is a dignified little master, when has he been so angry?

When others asked him to speak, he didn't bother to throw out a word.

Now this person is different.

Forced by his brother's obscenity, although Wu Xian had something to say, he just closed his mouth helplessly, and obediently became a pinching music that would automatically heat up.

The expression on Wu Ling's face now was a little complicated.

He kneaded his brother's face and thought for a while.

My brother said that this is not a question that children should know.

That means it's a matter between adults.

And Uncle Feng and Uncle Yun are not brothers, but they sleep in a bed.

These questions, plus some small questions that Wu Ling found before.

He smacked his lips, and a small thought in his heart silently sharpened.

He had never thought in that direction before, but he just wanted to go in that direction.

He will find that there seems to be no other explanation than that explanation.

Wu Ling recalled carefully, in his memory, Uncle Yun and Uncle Feng's bits and pieces, and found that the mode of getting along between them was the same as that of a couple.

As soon as this thought came out, Wu Ling's thoughts couldn't help but surge in this direction.

He wrinkled his face slightly, and his mouth seemed to say to himself:

"No, is it difficult......

Just when Wu Ling was about to give the answer to the question that had bothered him for a long time.

Suddenly, there were a few knocks at their door, as well as Xiao Shanqing's somewhat cheerful voice:

"Little master, have you packed up? The third master has already booked a private room, and he almost ordered food."

As soon as this voice came out, it immediately disrupted Wu Ling's thinking.

He listened to the words outside and glanced down at the bruises on his body.

After finding that there is nothing to rub, he adheres to the polite behavior of answering everything he wants.

He replied to the outside with a loud voice:

"Immediately, Uncle Qing, you wait for us for five minutes, and I'll get dressed." "

At the door.

After Xiao Shanqing heard this, he replied:

"It's okay young master, you take your time, let's not worry, the third master has ordered everything for you, now we are waiting for you and the little third master to go over and order some stir-fried vegetables together, you take your time, let's not be in a hurry." "

Okay!"

After Xiaoshanqing's words fell, there was a sound of response coming from inside the door, followed by the sound of squirming and getting dressed.

A moment later.

While wearing clothes, Wu Ling lowered his head and sniffed his arm like a puppy smelling bones, and muttered something in his mouth, which sounded like a mutter.

Wu Xian came out of the bathroom wiping his hands and saw such a scene.

He tilted his head and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Wu Ling shook his head, he saw that Wu Xian seemed to see a savior, he stretched out his hand and dragged his neckline and walked towards him, muttering in his mouth:

"Aren't you going to eat for a while, I'm afraid that the safflower oil on my body smells too strong, in case it smokes others, I wipe it with a tissue."

"But I may have just Xi it, and now I can't smell it or not, brother, just when you came out, do you help me smell the smell on my body, do I need to take a shower?"

Wu Ling leaned his neck to Wu Xie's side, reached out and poked his shoulder:

"Brother, quickly help me sniff, I don't want to go around with the smell of garlic, so that others may think that someone's garlic cloves are fine."

Wu Xian glanced at him helplessly and funny, reached out and pinched the little derpy hair that came to him

: "Baby, let's go to dinner, not to go shopping, besides, when you eat a big elbow, doesn't this garlic clove taste good for dinner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small fist ushered in his abdomen:

"Don't talk nonsense, smell it quickly."

Wu Xian: "...... Good, good, smell, smell. "