Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Xian looked at the little expression on his little gluttonous cat's face that was so serious that it was unquestionable, and the expression on his face couldn't help but laugh.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that his brother hated bitter things very much, then he would have really believed it.

He shook his head with a smile, reached out and took the bottle of medicine in Wu Ling's hand, and tapped the back of his hand instead:

"You little clever person, you are used to making excuses for yourself.

Wu Ling was debunked by his own brother, and some faceless pouts, stretched out his hand and poked Wu Xian's waist:

"Stinky brother, you just know it in your heart, why do you say it? I don't want to lose face."

Wu Xian's waist was a little itchy when he was poked by his fingertips, but he didn't take Wu Ling's hand away, but admitted his mistake with a smile:

"Okay, okay, my fault, I will definitely not say it next time." "

Perfunctory.

Wu Ling snorted a little grumpy, put his head on his arm, reached out and grabbed the button on his shirt, and poked his fingers to play.

Wu Xian looked at the sulking kid who buried his head on his shoulder, and pinched the back of his neck with some amusement:

"Such a big person, why do you still take the button to get angry?

When Wu Ling heard this, he glanced down at the button, and found that it was indeed about to be broken by himself, and his eyes flashed, and he skipped a trace of caution.

But the heart is weak, but the heart is not weak.

Wu Ling raised his head and pretended to be 'fierce' and glanced at Wu obliquely, and stretched out his hand to pat him.

Wu Xian received Wu Ling's little eyes with the kitten pretending to be a tiger and pretending to be fierce, and forcibly held back the smile on the corner of his mouth.

He pretended to surrender and raised his hand, the corners of his mouth grinned, and said with a smile: "I was wrong, you pull, just pull, there are several shirts in the brother's cabinet, if this one is not enough, brother will wear a few more, you can pull it casually, until you are happy."

Wu Ling saw that his brother was so indulgent to himself, and there was no doubt that there was a smile in his eyes.

He felt that he had chosen to be like a child in kindergarten, naïve, and the tips of his ears and the back of his neck were covered with a slightly embarrassed red.

But it is undeniable that Wu Ling is not happy now.

He looked at the smiling appearance on Wu Xian's face, looked away a little awkwardly, and instead leaned his head on his shoulder again, lowered his head slightly, hiding the corners of his mouth that kept rising, and said in a somewhat light tone:

"Hmph, this is about the same."

Wu Xian looked at the obvious thin red behind Wu Ling's ears and was slightly stunned, and then he curled the corners of his mouth, with an obvious smile in his eyes and a hint of stubborn teasing.

He chuckled in his mouth, rubbed the little head that was buried in his shoulder and was a little embarrassed, and deliberately teased: "Why are you still shy?"

Wu Ling listened to the laughter in his ears, and felt that the tips of his ears were a little red, so he grabbed Wu Xian's button, pinched it in his hand and dragged it vigorously, and his little nose hummed.

Wu Xian heard his younger brother's little emotions that were a little annoyed, so he accepted it when he saw it.

He reached out and pinched the back of Wu Ling's neck, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, brother has sweet vitamins here, can you eat it?"

Wu Ling bumped his head on Wu Ling's shoulder, but he didn't speak, just the hand that tugged at his button was lighter.

Wu hooked the corners of his mouth obliquely.

Because he was grabbed by Wu Ling's shirt, he could only stretch out his arm to throw the bottle of medicine that he had been holding in his hand into the lowest drawer of the bedside table.

After tossing the unmarked medicine bottle into the drawer, he opened the second drawer on the bedside table and picked out a small orange bottle with vitamin C written on it from the drawer full of medicines.

Wu slanted his fingers, opened the vitamin, poured two small orange triangular pills into the palm of his hand, and then handed them to Wu Ling:

"This is not bitter, it is orange-flavored."

Wu Ling leaned on Wu's shoulder and glanced at the two small vitamin tablets in his hand that smelled of oranges.

Wu Ling's personality has always been to climb up the pole, and he has to make inches of progress.

He looked at the pill and didn't move, just opened his mouth.

Wu glanced at him, put the medicine in his mouth decently, and then pinched his nose with his fingertips.

"Little lazy cat.

When Wu Ling heard this title, he snorted from his nose, chewing vitamin C tablets in his mouth, but he didn't refute it.

After all, there was nothing wrong with what Wu Xian said, he was quite lazy.

While eating, he didn't get up from Wu Xian's shoulder, but leaned on him all the time.

Wu Xian also leaned on him, leaning on the head of the bed, quietly looking at him sideways.

After Wu Ling chewed the vitamins, he felt a little sweet in his mouth.

He raised his eyes and swept around Wu Xian's room, and just when he landed the water cup on the bedside table, there was a sudden flower in front of him, and a laughing voice sounded in his ears:

"Drink."

Wu Xian had just noticed Wu Ling's movements, and before Wu Ling stretched out his hand, he took the water cup on the bedside table in his hand and handed it to him with a smile.

Wu Ling looked at the water cup in front of him, and he didn't say anything polite to his brother, but directly drank a big sip of his hand, and poured his cheeks bulging.

Wu Xian tapped his bulging cheeks with his fingertips a little funny, and raised his wrist holding the cup lightly: "Do you still drink?"

Wu Ling shook his head, and after swallowing the water in his mouth, he let out a kitten sigh: "Ha~ Ba Shi."

He smacked his lips and watched Wu Xian put the cup on the bedside table, as if thinking of something, he reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

"What were you doing, brother? I thought you were asleep.

Hearing this, Wu Xian put down the hand of the cup for a moment, and then chuckled without changing his face, took a handwritten ancient book on the bedside table and raised it in his hand.

"Two days ago, I just received a book in the shop, and I thought it was very interesting, so I copied it.

"What is written in the ancient book?"

Wu Ling heard this, and leaned over to Wu Xian with some curiosity.

He originally wanted to see what was written inside, but when he saw the dazzling fonts on the book in Wu Xian's hand, Wu Ling decisively looked away and got into his bed.

"I don't understand, I'm sorry.

Wu Xian looked at Wu Ling's little head that he withdrew very decisively when he saw the font on it, and patted his back with some amusement

: "I'll read it to you?" "Is it okay

?" Wu Ling heard the words and got out of the quilt again, looking at Wu Xian with bright eyes, with full of anticipation in it, but his mouth was a little twisted and politely said:

"Won't it be too troublesome?"

Wu Xian saw the small emotion in Wu Ling's eyes, held back a smile, and deliberately teased him:

"It's really a little troublesome, so forget it." As he spoke,

Wu Xian was about to put the book with ancient Chinese written on the bedside table next to him.

But just as he turned around, a small paw came to his already precarious button.

Wu Ling was lying on the bed, his hand stretched out from the quilt, he didn't speak, just looked at Wu Xian directly, his fingers grabbed his button like a threat.

In fact, Wu Ling didn't really want to know what was written in that book, but at this time, his brother's attitude of deliberately teasing him made him very unhappy.

The cat didn't know why it was unhappy, but the cat was very unhappy!

Wu hooked the corner of his mouth, and the smile in his eyes flashed.

He pinched the back of Wu Ling's neck and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be angry, brother tease you, brother will read it to you." With that

, Wu Xian really took the book in his hand and leaned against the head of the bed.

He pinched the back of Wu Ling's neck with one hand, supported the ancient book with the other, and read the contents of it clearly and smoothly in his mouth.

Wu Ling blinked, he rolled over slightly and half-lay on Wu Xian's lap, his cheek resting on his arm, looking sideways at him.

Wu Xian's voice is very good, and his voice is clean and gentle, which makes people involuntarily relax when they hear it.

In addition, Wu Xian deliberately slowed down his speech speed, and his voice became a little hypnotic.

Wu Ling listened to the originally excited cranial nerves, and slowly relaxed at this time.

He yawned sleepily, rubbed himself on Wu Xian's lap and rubbed forward, buried his head in his abdomen, and dozed off in his mouth.

Wu slanted his fingers and pinched his neck, his voice warm and calm.

Outside the window, it started to drizzle at some point.

After Wu Xian closed the window, he turned to look at a certain child who was sleeping in his bed.

In the dark, he smiled silently, then walked slowly to the bedside table, opened the bottom cabinet, picked up the gourd-shaped medicine bottle, and walked to the bathroom in the bedroom.

After the door rattled in the bathroom.

Wu Ling, who was already asleep on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear at this time, and there was no sleepiness at all as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He half-got up, looked at the figure standing in front of the sink in the bathroom, and squinted slightly.

A moment later, the sound of water was heard in the bathroom.

Wu Ling listened to the sound of water, and the solemn emotion in his eyes eased slightly.

His eyes unblinkingly looked at the familiar figure.

It wasn't until the figure was about to come out of the bathroom that Wu Ling slowly closed his eyes and rolled over.

A few breaths.

Wu Xian took the empty bottle and walked out of the bathroom cautiously.

He put the bottle in the drawer again with extremely smooth movements, and then carefully turned over and got on the bed, lying on the side of the bed some distance from Wu Ling, with his palm on his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the space.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ling, who was originally sleeping with a quilt and a pillow with a red face, suddenly rolled out of the quilt.

He seemed to be in a daze, and dragged his small quilt to Wu Xian's side in a daze.

Then he moved a little like a puppy smelling bones, sniffed at Wu Xian's neck, as if confirming something, Wu Ling hummed softly in his nose, and then his body was paralyzed, his head rested on Wu Xian's shoulder, and he fell asleep again with his arm in his arms.

And Wu Xian, who originally seemed to be asleep, became even after hearing the sound of breathing in his ears.

He opened his eyes slightly, pulled the quilt kicked away by Wu Ling and re-covered the bodies of the two people, then put his hand on the waist of the person in front of him, patted his back, and fell asleep.

The rain outside the window kept dripping, and the sound of two gentle breaths in the room slowly merged.

It was late at night.