Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

At this time, it is located in the lounge of the inner hall of Wushan.

Wu Ling held a bag of blueberry-flavored cheese yogurt in his mouth, sat cross-legged on a pear wood chaise longue, and turned his fingers up and down to look at a courier that had just been taken by Wang Meng.

This express package is very tight, almost three layers inside and three layers outside, and there is a transparent inflatable bag outside.

The mailing slip above has nothing from the sender except for Wu Shanju's address, date and courier number.

Wu Ling put the courier in his hand and checked it up, and found that the box looked quite large, but it was quite light, almost the weight of a book.

And the contents didn't make any clicking sound when they were shaking, only a few small friction sounds, which sounded like several pieces of paper were rubbing against each other.

Wu Ling put the yogurt here on the pear wood table in front of him, and then looked up at Wu Xian, who was walking towards him next to him, and asked curiously:

"Brother, what are you buying here?"

Wu Ling glanced at the express in his hand, and then at Wu Xian in front of him, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a strange brilliance.

His little head who didn't play cards according to the normal routine didn't know what he thought of again, and his little eyebrows were raised.

His hand patted the courier on his leg, looked at Wu Xian with a doggy look

, and said in a small tone in his mouth: "Brother, you said that this thing can't be a love letter sent to you by a young lady who has a crush on you~"

The last two words of love letter, Wu Ling also deliberately lowered his voice and lengthened his tone.

As a result, his originally light and lively voice sounded inexplicably ambiguous at this time.

Wu Xian was stared at ambiguously by Wu Ling with this kind of small eyes that could be called 'offended', and three black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

He walked two steps quickly, and directly knocked on the little head that didn't know what he had made up in his brain, and made up his face and brain, and said with a smile in his mouth:

"What do you want to do with the stinky boy?

Wu Ling aggrievedly covered his small brain that was played with a brain, and the fierce man pouted:

"Hit me in the head again, it's not very smart, what if you really beat me stupid?"

"Besides, I'm right, you don't have any news from the courier sender, just like a black household."

"But the one whose address and mobile phone number you fill in on the list is called a proficient, more complete than what you fill in yourself, even the house number at the door of our store, fill in so carefully and so comprehensively, that person must know you very well."

"Since it is someone who knows you, then sending you a courier will definitely not hide, but since that person knows you, but he doesn't want you to know his news, then that person must have ulterior motives, either for money or for sex."

After Wu Ling said this, it was as if he was thirsty for himself.

He stretched out his arm to reach for the table, grabbed the yogurt in front of him with his little paws, and took a big gulp.

The mouth instantly came with a silky and refreshing sweet and sour blueberry taste.

Wu Ling smacked the thick blueberry flavor in his mouth, and the little expression on his face, which was originally pretending to be a little aggrieved, instantly changed into a heartless little expression in the past, and he was so happy that he even cocked his feet.

Wu Xian sat on the chair next to him and listened to what Wu Ling said, as if he was about to catch up.

He shook his head and chuckled lightly, looked at Wu Ling, who was squeezing yogurt into his mouth and drinking deliciously, and said with a smile:

"What you stinky boy said is quite mysterious, but how can you be sure that people are trying to make me sex?

"Don't tease my brother, I've been playing in Wushanju for almost half a month, and in the past half a month, except for a lame man who spent more than 20,000 yuan to buy a fake plate at the beginning, our family has not had any business for the rest of the half month, and Brother Wang Meng is about to wear a frog suit and stand on the street to solicit customers.

"Then how lame does the eldest sister or eldest brother have to be to look at our family's cold little shop? The thief entered our shop, maybe he had to tearfully paste us for 20 yuan."

After Wu Ling said this, his body fell down like a little maggot, patted Wu Xian's thigh with his little paws, and continued to speak:

"Besides, brother, you have to be a little confident in your appearance, although you are not as handsome as me, and you are not as white as me, but you also have red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the most important thing is that you are tall!"

Brother, let me tell you, now there are a lot of rich women who like like you like a milk dog on the outside and a wolf dog on the inside, and the body is still a tall person of more than 1.8 meters, and you are always in demand in their circle.

"Maybe the one who sent you this courier is some rich lady or rich brother who covets your skin." Wu

Xian: "......" Although you are praising me, why do I sound so awkward

? Forget about the rich lady, are you serious about the rich little brother

? Also, how do you know which handsome guy in their circle is the most sought-after?

Wu Xian looked at the smiling Wu Ling in front of him, pinched the corners of his eyebrows, and sighed with a headache:

"

The reasoning is very good, don't push it next time." "

Whew.

Wu Ling pursed his lips when he heard this, snorted lightly, snorted the yogurt in his hand, and said sullenly: "If you don't push, don't push, you don't want to listen, I'm not pushing it thinly, I don't have many brain cells, this reasoning has gone down for more than half of it, and I've suffered a loss."

Speaking of this, Wu Ling depressedly sucked the yogurt bag in his hand, and after confirming that there was no yogurt in it, he threw it into the trash can next to him.

Wu Xian looked at the little appearance of the child's mouth pouting and could warp the oil pot, stretched out his hand to poke his face, and smiled helplessly:

"Hey, you stinky boy is unreasonable? You have been teasing me for a long time, I haven't been angry, why are you still angry?"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, do your business first, and I'll buy you a blueberry box to eat when I get home."

Wu Ling immediately raised his face when he heard this, and looked at Wu Xian with bright eyes.

"Really?"

Wu nodded at him with the golden eyes on his face,

"Really."

Wu Ling snorted in his mouth, and the little expression of grievance on his face disappeared in an instant like a change of face in an opera.

He diligently put the courier box that was about to be covered by himself into Wu Xian's hand, and said flatteringly:

"Uncle, please see, if you need anything, please just ask the small one, we will definitely make it beautiful for you."

Wu Xian was amused by his action, and scratched his nose Xi fingertips.

"You're used to being diligent and having fun.

After saying this, Wu Xian gently tapped his head with his fingertips, and then focused all his attention on the express in his hand.

In fact, Wu Ling's words just now were a bit outrageous, but the reasoning was very comprehensive, and this courier was indeed a little strange and weird.

He hadn't bought anything online himself, and if someone close to him had sent him a courier, he would have written his address or name.

But except for his own information, the sender's information is all blank, as if it has been deliberately erased.

It can't be a prank, right?

Wu Xian frowned slightly, and took out a knife for opening couriers from the mahogany cabinet next to him.

The package was rectangular, not very wide, but very long, like the shape of a book, and the outside of the package was tied with a lot of yellow tape, which was very difficult to tear.

It took Wu Xian a long time to cut the outer layer of packaging with a knife and cut a hole in the cardboard box.

When Wu was slanting the autumn box, Wu Ling tore open the bag of butter and honey-flavored potatoes prepared by Wang Meng next to him.

He clicked and ate as he rubbed his calf and twisted forward.

and Wu leaned their heads and looked into the cardboard box together.

The paper shell looked quite large on the outside, but the space inside was filled with inflatable bags, and there was only a small piece of space where a few black sheets were placed.

Wu Xian took out the contents of the package, he originally thought that this express package was so tight, there must be something important in it, but the things in his hand made him a little unexpected, even a little dumbfounded.

"It's ......

".