Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Ling looked at the paper in Wu Xian's hand with a cold face.

For the first time, he wanted to get rid of his curiosity.

If nothing else, it's too spicy to the eye!

What he just said was really right, this thing is really a little yellow book.

It's just that this little yellow book is a lot more disgusting than the ordinary little yellow book!

Wu Ling only read a little bit of the content on it, and the goosebumps all over his body were disgusted.

He thinks that he is not a pure person, but he really can't hold this thing, it is too explosive!

Wu Ling took a big step back with his small flashlight, looking at his brother with a little disgust in his eyes, and a little strange.

Wu Xian was stimulated by the eyes of his own child.

He narrowed his eyes, chuckled meaninglessly, reached out and pinched the back of the child's

neck, and his voice was a little low: "What are you running? Isn't

it what you want to see?" Wu Ling didn't move after being choked by the back of his neck, he snorted a few words in his mouth, and said with a deflated mouth:

"I want to see it, but who knew that the content in this paper is so disgusting, what is the difference between people and beasts written here?"

The pervert died.

Wu Xian agreed with this, but ......

His eyes were half-narrowed, he puffed out his cheeks with his tongue, and gently squeezed the fingers that pinched the back of Wu Ling's neck:

"I didn't write the words above, why are you hiding from me?"

Wu Ling found that his brother seemed to like to pinch the back of his neck and earlobes, just like pinching two dogs.

He met his brother's gaze, blinked innocently, and moved his hand grasping a certain piece of clothing.

Wu Xian felt some slight movement in the clothes on his body, and when he lowered his head, he saw his brother's little paws desperately pulling his trouser belt and underwear, and even his fingers were white because of the force.

Wu Xian only reacted at this time, and when his children ran back, his pants were a little tight at the same time.

It's just that most of his attention was on Wu Ling at that time, so he didn't notice that his pants were about to be pulled down.

The corners of his forehead twitched, and he felt that the little brother was being dragged a little uncomfortable.

Stretched out his hand and patted the little paw in front of him, and said in a somewhat difficult tone:

"Xiao Lingsong let go, my brother is a little panicked."

However, after he said this, the little paw in front of him did not let go, but tugged hard again.

Wu Xian's strangled mouth unconsciously "hissed".

He lowered his eyes to look at the child in front of him with an innocent little expression on his face, but his eyes clearly wrote "Don't lie!"

I felt a little unbearable at the same time, but also a little funny.

Wu Ling's petty temperament has really been spoiled a lot by Wu Xian these days.

When Wu Ling saw the above content at that time, in addition to physiological nausea.

The body instinctively grabbed his brother's pants, and subconsciously wanted to drag him to hide together.

However, his own stinky brother still didn't appreciate it, and he actually wronged him.

This little injustice, Wu Ling, who was spoiled, really couldn't bear it.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at Wu Xian's pants, opened a pair of big round eyes, and said innocently:

"Brother, what did you just say?

Wu Xian took a breath in his mouth, and his fingertips were a little tight when he pinched the flashlight.

He looked down at the little expression on his brother's face, and knew in his heart that he seemed to be making the child angry again.

A hint of helplessness flashed with a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he hooked his lips dumbly, and said with a smile:

"Brother is wrong, brother shouldn't not pay attention to the surroundings, brother has wronged you."

Wu Ling blinked when he heard this, and his mouth "snorted", and his expression looked quite calm.

It's just that the claws that he had been tugging on the waistband of Wu's pants did not loosen, but instead made his hand pick the lines on the waistband of the pants, causing some slight vibrations.

Wu Xian's waist was a little numb by him, but there was nothing he could do.

It's not that there is really no way, if you want to use brute force, he can directly pull the pants out of the child's hands.

But Wu Xian felt that if he really used brute force, he might not just be pulled by the belt of his pants.

It is estimated that he will be "crippled".

Thinking of this, Wu Xian arched his body slightly and looked at Wu Ling, his voice was very soft, but with doting:

"Let go of your hands, little ancestor, my brother's sexual life is all in your hands, I'll go back and buy you a blackcurrant mousse box to eat."

Hearing the previous words, Wu Ling didn't react yet

, and when he heard the mousse box, he instantly straightened his little brain:

"Really?" Wu Xian felt that his clothes were slightly loose, and he breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, nodded slightly and said,

"Really."

After he said this, Wu Ling immediately rubbed forward with his big bright eyes, and gestured with his fingertips:

"I want to eat two with you!"

He didn't say that he ate alone, but said that he ate with Wu Xian.

Wu Xian listened to this, although his body was a little uncomfortable, but he was very happy in his heart:

"Brother will buy you four boxes, plus two boxes of blueberry cheese."

Wu Ling curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled obediently and proudly with two little tiger teeth: "Deal!" Wu

Xian's pants that had been devastated and tortured were finally loosened, but the shape was a little wrinkled.

Maybe it was because he had just been strangled that Wu Xian always felt that the little brother was a little uncomfortable.

He reached out and re-tied the belt of his trousers, pulled his pants again, and tidied them up for a long time.

When he was tying his trouser belt, Wu Ling next to him also knew that he seemed to be a little too much just now, he

stood obediently with his little flashlight, watching his brother pull and pull on his pants, and asked with a little weakness in his mouth:

"Brother, am I heavy on my hands? Is that 'little buddy' okay?"

Wu obliquely tied his trouser belt with his fingertips, and turned his head to look at the expression on his brother's face.

He squinted, teasing in his heart, and pretended

to be painful and said, "It's okay, but it should be swollen and a little red." "

Huh?" As soon as he heard this, Wu Ling instantly couldn't stand.

He walked forward with a face full of self-reproach, stretching out his little paws to pull Wu Xian's pants: "I'll see."

Wu Xian looked at his subconscious movements, raised his hand to cover his pants, and said thoughtfully:

"Isn't this okay?"

"Ang?"

Wu Ling blinked in confusion, and when he saw the expression on Wu Xian's face, he also reacted.

It seems that picking someone's pants is indeed a bit bad, although this person is his own brother.

He wrinkled his nose and pondered for a while with his not-so-smart little brain, and then picked his little paw and said, "Then I'll rub it for you?"

Wu Xian: "......"

He looked up at his brother and didn't notice a trace of anything wrong on his face, but he was eager to try the little expression, quite a feeling of heart attack.

How is this not quite what he thinks?