Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

The expression on Wu Xian's face was a little helpless and funny, but his movements and tone were doting and conniving.

He tapped the tip of Wu Ling's nose with his fingers, his eyes were slightly bent, and his voice was mixed with a smile:

"You little bastard, are you still playing hooligan with me?"

"Hehe."

Hearing this, Wu Ling shook his feet.

He pinched Wu Xian's chin, looked at him with some boldness, and said angrily:

"Beauty, let's mess with my brother, from now on, as long as my brother has a bite to eat, you will have a chance to pay, how about it? Isn't this condition tempting?"

After saying this, Wu Ling also pretended to show an expression on his face that you have picked up a big bargain.

Wu Xian looked at him helplessly, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, who are you? You haven't been on the house

for three days?" Wu Ling heard this, coughed

in his mouth, shook his feet and said: "Oh, don't be in these details, stinky brother, do you want to mess with me?"

Wu Xian looked at him funny, raised his eyebrows lightly and asked: "Follow Wu Shaoming, three hungry and two meals?"

Wu Xian's ridicule, ordinary people really can't reply.

But Wu Ling was different, his brain circuit went straight to the sky.

He sneered at Shang Wu, shook his head with a small face, and said seriously:

"No, you will still have endless bowls, because if you want to follow me, you have to eat the overlord meal."

Listening to his brother's words, Wu Xian burst out laughing again, and the smile in his eyes this time was stronger than last time.

He found his brother's petty nature and the strange cerebellar circuits really funny and interesting.

Seeing that his brother was always laughing, but didn't speak, Wu Ling patted him with his hand: "Brother, don't just laugh, do you want to mess with me

?" Wu Xian looked up at him, the smile was obvious, and his voice was lazy and full of laughter: "Haven't I been messing with you all the time?"

Hearing this, Wu Ling shook her feet with a smile, patted her chest and said reassuringly:

"Put it on, I will cover you from now on, I am amazing." "

Okay, then it's going to trouble Young Master Wu. Wu Xian responded cooperatively.

He patted Wu Ling's dangling little buttocks with his hand, and said in his mouth: "Hold it tight, I'll go get the towel, be careful not to fall down."

Hearing this, Wu Ling's little buttocks, which were rubbing in Wu Xi's palm, immediately stabilized.

He obediently hugged his brother's neck, and raised his mouth in response.

Wu Xian has a lot of strength, his arms are very steady, he carried Wu Ling to the shelf in front of him with one arm to get a towel, looking extremely relaxed and at ease.

Wu Ling put his head on Wu Xian's neck and shoulders, and his arms drooped down his neck.

However, the limp arm had not been hanging on Wu Xian's back like a little grass without spirit for a minute.

It was as if it had discovered some new continent, and it instantly stood up.

Wu Ling put one hand around Wu Xian's neck, and the other hand slid down the back of his neck to the position of the shoulder blade, and said with some strange words,

"Brother, the muscle lines behind you are so obvious, and it is hard."

When he said this, Wu Ling also reached out and poked Wu Xian's backbone.

The muscles here are different from the pectoral muscles, some hard, and a little tight, but the two are also very easy to touch.

When Wu Ling was hugging Wu Xian's neck and poking his back to play, Wu Xian's

body was very sensitive to the touch of his fingertips crossing his back, and his muscles were tighter than usual.

It's not painful, but it's just as uncomfortable.

But Wu Xian didn't stop Wu Ling, just hugged his hand tightly, and replied to what he just said with a smile in his mouth:

"The muscles in the back are easy to practice, if you want to practice, when you go back to Hangzhou, my brother will help you make a training plan." Hearing

this, Wu Ling poked Wu Xuan's muscles and fingers.

He raised his head from Wu Xian, with a firm face:

"Brother, in fact, I think it's good to lie on my stomach, we can't climb strong and belittle weak, we must have a beginning and an end, what is mine is mine, if it is not mine, we can't add it to me, the main thing is that I am not afraid of hard training, but I am quite satisfied with my current body." "

Poof-

" Wu Xian couldn't help laughing, his eyes looked at him with a smile on his very contented little appearance, and his fingertips pinched his waist:

"You little lazy always have your little reason, it's good to exercise, strengthen your body, and you can also train your abdominal muscles."

As soon as he finished saying this, Wu Ling next to him snorted a few times in his nose:

"Brother, you don't understand this, haven't you heard of that sentence? Don't look at Xiao Ling's thinness, tendon meat, abdominal muscles, we have it too."

After saying this, he dragged Wu Xian's clothes with one hand, and with the other hand, he directly scooped up some tattered clothes on his belly that looked like beggars' clothes and were cut by the forbidden mother's hair.

Showing his belly with six-pack abs to Wu Xian, he said in his mouth: "Look, abs." Wu

Ling's skin was very white, plus the two of them were now standing under the incandescent light above their heads.

The soft light hit Wu Ling's already cold white skin, and he was stunned to add another layer of white filter.

Wu's eyes behind the lenses flashed slightly, and then his gaze fell on his brother's white and almost reflective waist and abdomen.

I saw that although Wu Ling's waist and abdomen were covered with Yuqing and rubbed dust, there was also a black snake's tail tattooed on it.

But in his waist and abdomen, there are indeed a few obvious muscle lines.

The extremely smooth six-pack abs are placed on his waist and abdomen, and the mermaid line on the lower abdomen is also extremely exquisite, full of wild charm and sexual tension, which makes people can't stop reverie the scene under the pants.

Wu Xian was stunned by this scene, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

When he reacted, he gently pinched the flesh of Wu Ling's waist muscles with his hand.

Wu Ling's body is very soft, and so are his muscles.

The abdominal muscles are smooth and tender at the beginning, and at the same time they are very tight and elastic.

Wu Xian touched Wu Ling's muscles, feeling that he was not touching his skin, but like a particularly tender tofu together, and his fingertips didn't dare to use force.

I'm afraid that as soon as he exerts his strength, this white and tender skin will be pinched out by him and will not be able to go away.

Wu Ling didn't know what his brother was thinking.

He saw that Wu Xian had been staring at his abdomen, and reached out to pat his belly.

"How about my brother, my muscles are no worse than yours.

Hearing this, Wu Xian came back to his senses, he felt the touch of his fingers just now, and said with a smile in his mouth:

"It's good, it's just a little soft, like a seller's show and a buyer's show." "