Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Ling heard the laughter of the person behind him, and broke away from the key game commentary.

As soon as he turned his head, what caught his eyes was Wu Xian's smiling eyebrows, half-naked scarred strong abdominal muscles with scars, and a mermaid line half-hidden under a gray bath towel.

Wu Ling looked at his brother's sturdy body, which can only be possessed in novels, and was stunned for a while, and tears of envy flowed out of his mouth.

I went, didn't I find my brother's figure so good!

This chest muscle is so big...... Phew! These abs are so fucking good-looking, this line, this curvature! Wow, I want it too!

They are also people with abs, why are you so good?

Wu slanted his eyes and looked at his little ancestor's shocked expression after seeing him.

He tilted his head a little funny, stretched out his hand and waved it lightly in front of Wu Ling:

"Why are you stupid?

Wu Ling was shaken back to his senses by this, and he sucked the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Then he half-sat up and looked at Wu Xian's ridiculously good body, revealing a somewhat shy smile, and said with a little twist:

"Brother~ Can I touch your abdominal muscles?"

Wu Xian wiped his hair for a moment, he looked down at his brother's shiny little eyes and eager little paws, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and silently raised his hand to cover his chest.

I don't know why, suddenly I feel offended and played by hooliganism.

Wu Lingzheng looked at his brother with sparkling eyes full of anticipation, and the dishonest little paw almost touched it directly.

However, just when his sneaky little paw was about half a fist or so away from Wu Xian's abdominal muscles.

The strong and eye-watering abs suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Wu Ling's big eyes blinked, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Wu Xian silently covering his chest with a towel.

Wu Ling: "......"

As for it?

He sniffed, knelt on the bed and rubbed forward, and poked his finger at the towel that Wu Xian was blocking his chest:

"Oh, brother, don't be so stingy~ Just a little, a little."

Wu Xian listened to his somewhat rippling little tone, and directly knocked on his head

: "Stinky boy is still playing hooligan with me? You have what I have, what's there to see

?" Wu Ling rubbed his forehead and muttered in a low voice: "Can that be the same?"

Wu Xian looked at his undead little eyes, chuckled lightly, and asked rhetorically:

"Why is it different? Isn't it all meat?".

Wu Ling waved his hand and said with a deep meaning:

"NoNoNo, that meat is also divided into five flowers and plum blossoms, just like you have a spicy and heavy mouth, and I am steaming and boiling."

Wu Xian listened to his analogy, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at him with a somewhat complicated look.

Who taught this stinky boy such a metaphor?

Wu Ling was looked at by Wu Xian so strangely, and he sniffed a little uncomfortably.

He pouted, if you don't show it, you won't show it, why do you look at me like this?

Wu Ling was originally a little character who climbed up the pole, plus he had been used to Wu Xian without a bottom line and excessively these days, and his pampered little temper that had been raised came up at once.

Wu Ling directly grabbed the bath towel on Wu Xian's waist

, raised his eyes and asked, "In a word, do you want to touch it?"

Wu Xian looked at his brother's strong appearance, and raised his eyebrows a little strangely.

He didn't speak, just took a step forward.

A moment later.

Wu Xian tied the strap of the bathrobe, picked up the water cup on the bedside table, took a sip of the tea inside, and asked Wu Ling, who was contented with rolling on his bed next

to him: "Tomorrow, we will have a 9:30 plane, have you packed your luggage?

"Ah, that's right!"

Wu Ling heard the words and remembered the purpose of his coming to his brother's room.

He stopped his sa huan'er rolling, got up from the bed with a bone, and asked Wu Xian,

"Brother, do we still have a suitcase at home?" "

Full?" Wu

Xian's expression was a little surprised, if he remembered correctly, the suitcase seemed to be a 32-inch oversized suitcase.

If the clothes are not the same every day, it is more than enough to fit the clothes for more than ten days.

Wu Ling didn't understand Wu Xian's surprise, he nodded, and muttered

, "Ang, it's full, that suitcase is a little small, and I still have a lot of things to stuff in."

When Wu Xian heard this, he remembered that the suitcases seemed to be taller than his brother's waist.

He looked at Wu Ling and asked with some hesitation

: "What are you pretending?"

Wu Ling blinked, his expression was a little innocent: "I didn't pretend to be anything, I just packed a little something." "

For a moment.

Wu Ling's room.

Wu Xian lowered his head and looked silently at the big suitcase that was stuffed by his own brother, and even a few pieces of clothing came out of the corners.

He looked at the suitcase, compared the figure of his brother, and confirmed that it was not a problem for the two brothers to fit in the suitcase.

Wu Xian really couldn't figure out what Wu Ling had stuffed into this suitcase to make it so full.

He was curious, so he also asked

: "Xiao Ling, what are you loading here?"

Wu Ling was pouring his clothes in the closet, he poked his head out of the closet when he heard this, and replied:

"It's nothing, isn't our journey a little long, so I installed some more electronic devices to relieve boredom on the road, and a little bit of snacks."

When Wu Xian heard Wu Ling say that he had installed some electronic devices in the suitcase, he chuckled in his heart, and had a bad premonition.

After listening to the snack, the premonition that he was too good in his heart was even stronger.

Because he knows too well the attributes of his little ancestor's greedy cat.

Wu Ling said a little snack, it is likely to be ......

Wu Xian looked down at the bulging suitcase, took a few steps forward, and bent down to open the suitcase.

When Wu Ling looked back at this scene with his clothes, he remembered the things he had stuffed into it, his pupils shrank, but it was too late to stop it.

"Brother, don't ......"

sounded with the sound of two hidden buttons being opened, and a sound like a balloon bursting followed.

Suddenly, Wu Ling's somewhat pitiful suitcase, which was destroyed, collapsed out of it like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

When Wu Ling saw this scene, he subconsciously covered his eyes, and thought to himself:

"Woohoo, it's over, I'm going to finish the calf." "

Sometimes, people's intuition is accurate.

After his idea fell, Wu Xian's somewhat suppressed voice suddenly came from the space.

"Wu Xiaoling, is this what you are talking about?" Wu

Ling immediately shrunk his nose when he heard this voice, and muttered a little cautiously:

"It's '100 million'......"

Wu leaned on his head with a four-cornered SpongeBob SquarePants panties, and looked down at the broken and splattered ham sausages, spicy strips, French fries, lollipops and even two small bacon on the floor and carpet.

He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Are you going to open a snack shop in Henan?"