Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

However, just when Wu Lingqi's puppy bared his teeth and covered the "half-hearted" man under him with a small pillow with a grumpy face.

There were a few muffled laughs from under the pillow, and it sounded as if the man was in a good mood.

Wu Ling heard the voice and pointed his fingers, looked at the pillow in his hand with some surprise, and thought:

"I'll go, I won't cover my brother stupidly, right?"

But before he could react, his waist suddenly tightened, and he was directly picked up by the person under him, and then turned to the bed.

The sudden take-off made Wu Ling subconsciously grasp the person in front of him, and his calves kicked unconsciously around.

Suddenly, a muffled snort sounded in his ears, and then his upside-down soles warmed, and a helpless voice sounded in his ears:

"Don't kick around."

Wu Ling kept kicking his little feet, and then blinked blankly, looking at the man who was pressing on him with a ridiculous smile on his face.

I don't know when the hair in front of Wu's forehead was lifted, and his slightly sharp eyebrows and eyes were suddenly revealed.

But there was no coldness and blandness in his eyebrows, but a teasing smile, a sly pride, and a hint of pleasant tenderness.

Anyone who looks at this appearance can only think of a cunning and shrewd animal:

the cunning fox.

Wu Xian held Wu Ling's ankle, his eyes slightly lowered and looked at the stunned person below, he chuckled in his mouth, and said in a low voice:

"Don't hurt yourself."

Wu Ling also reacted at this time, he looked at the expression on his brother's face, the not-so-smart little brain finally turned around, and asked with some suspicion in his mouth

: "Stinky brother, are you teasing me again

?" Wu Xian raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, with a smile in his eyes, and his tone was a little surprised

: "Our Xiaoling is smart, can you see this?"

Wu Ling: "......

". He wrinkled his nose and looked at the bright and playful expression on his brother's face, and immediately became unhappy.

The covered foot immediately retracted

, and then kicked Wu Xian's chest steadily, kicked several times in a row, and said irritably: "Stinky brother, you tease me again! It's fun to bully me, right?!"

This obviously looked like a few kicks, but the kicked Wu Xian didn't even move, and even the expression on his face didn't change, he still smiled with his eyebrows and looked at the irascible villain under him with playful eyes.

But he wasn't as calm as he seemed.

Because the bathrobe on his body was half open, when Wu Ling's little foot kicked over, almost half of the little foot was kicked on Wu Xi's bare chest.

This seems to be a very hard kick, but it is only relatively strong, and Wu Xian does not hurt at all.

However, although he was not afraid of pain, he also noticed that the soles of Wu Ling's feet were a little cold.

So the next time Wu Ling kicked over, Wu Xian directly raised his hand to hold the soles of his feet, and then wrapped it with his palm.

Wu Ling twitched his foot, but he didn't twitch, and he was angry and directly kicked Wu Xian's abdomen with his other foot.

This kick is called a porcelain, and Wu Ling's toes turned red instantly.

However, Wu Xian did not feel pain because of the rough skin and thick flesh.

So the result was that Wu Xian's fart didn't matter, and Wu Ling's toes hurt from kicking.

This act completely reflects the sentence, self-inflicted evil cannot live.

Wu Ling: "......

Uncle is bearable, but aunt is unbearable!

Think about him Wu Xiaoling has suffered this kind of anger in his life?

Wu Ling gritted his teeth, Derpy's hair exploded, and his toes didn't know if they hit the joints and hurt a lot.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more aggrieved he became, he looked at his brother's face, and directly pulled up the small quilt next to him out of sight and without being annoyed, and covered himself in the quilt.

Then I rolled it left and right, and rolled myself in it like a cabbage, looking like I was autistic.

After a while, the self-contained little cabbage muffled out a sentence:

"You go, I don't want to deal with you, you adults are dirty."

Wu Xian looked at the sulking little cabbage in front of him a little stunned, and then his eyes flashed, and he hooked his lips with a smile.

He pinched the little foot in his hand, sighed slightly, and said as if he was a little lost: "Really ignore me?"

The little cabbage moved, turned over, and aimed his butt at Wu Xian.

Wu's eyes were lowered, and the corners of his mouth were curved, obviously looking pleasant, but his movements were completely opposite, with an obvious sense of amusement.

He reached out and patted the little cabbage's pouting buttocks, and his tone was long and slow:

"Then I'm really leaving." The

little cabbage was motionless, still looking autistic.

Wu Xian waited for a while after saying this, and then said with a soft mutter

: "Okay, since you ignore me, then I can only go to school by myself, I originally wanted to take you with me, but it turned out to be ......" Speaking of this, Wu Xian's voice paused slightly, sighed with some regret, and then continued:

"Since you don't want to ignore me, then

I'll go alone."

But when he had said this, he was about to get out of bed and walk to his bedside.

The little cabbage moved suddenly, stretched out two little fingers from it, and decisively grabbed the strap of Wu's yukata.

Wu Ling came out of the quilt with a small curly hair, he looked at Wu Xian who stood up with resentment, and said with a little grievance:

"Stinky brother, you can't wait a little longer, why are you so impatient."

A quick smile flashed in Wu Xian's eyes, he coughed in his mouth, turned his head to look at

Wu Ling, and asked innocently, "Didn't you say you didn't want to ignore me?"

Wu Ling gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and threw the pillow next to him directly on Wu Xian's body:

"Then can't you coax me? You won't be useless if I give you a chance!"

Seeing that Wu Ling was about to jump to his feet, Wu Xian also knew that he couldn't make people anxious, in case the child was really angry with himself, it would be troublesome.

Wu took the pillow that flew towards him and threw it on the bed.

Then he half-knelt on the bed, bent over slightly, and met the irritable little face, and his voice was gentle

: "Then brother coaxed you, can you forgive me?"

Wu Ling lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, and snorted in his mouth: "Look at your performance."

Wu slanted's eyes sparkled slightly, he half-leaned down to look at Wu Ling, and his tone was gentle enough to lead to reverie

: "Then how do I behave?"

Wu Ling leaned back on the bedside table, he glanced at Wu Xian, and then put his still red feet in his hand, and said in a sullen mouth:

"My feet hurt."

Wu Xian looked at the little foot in his hand, and chuckled a few times in a hoarse voice, and then spit out a few words in his throat:

"I know my young master." Outside

the window, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, the cicadas were chirping softly, and the breeze was blowing through the leaves with a soft sound.

Inside the window, the figure moved slightly, whispered softly, and the warm fingertips brushed the slightly cool ankles with a burst of itching.