hint of curiosity:"Brother, I didn't expect you to know how to cook!""Your brother knows more than I do."Wu reached out and rubbed his nose, then took two steps forward, picking up the spoon beside he..."Ugh... it hurts, hurts, hurts. Big brother, please go easy."
Steam filled the bathroom.
Wu Ling was standing with a small golden retriever whose fur was still dripping water. Her hands were forced to press against the ceramic tiles in front of her, and the pain made her suck in breaths repeatedly.
Perhaps because it hurt too much, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were a little red, looking as if he had been wronged.
The slightly pink toes, caught under the little yellow duck slippers, were curled up in pain.
Wu Ling was like a mischievous little husky, being held under the shower by her owner for a good wash.
However, the beads of water sliding off this little Shiba Inu's collarbone when it was being rushed weren't crystal clear.
It was instead a reddish-brown color, mixed with a hint of iodine and blood.
Behind him.
Wu Xie held a shower head with the nozzle adjusted to the right flow. She gently and softly used warm water to carefully rinse the edges of Wu Ling's wounds, which were slightly dusty.
With fingertips delicately veiled in a thin layer of gauze, he carefully cleaned the dust from Wu Ling's wound.
Even though his movements were gentle, the pain was still unavoidable when his fingertips touched the edge of the wound.
Wu Ling felt the wound on her back being gently rubbed, and her body trembled.
His fingers curled up, the pain making it hard to breathe. He gasped, a choked sob escaping his lips, as he said helplessly:
"Hey bro, go easy on me! This is human flesh, not pork. Even pork isn't treated this roughly."
Wu Ling was uncomfortable, and Wu Xie wasn't feeling well either.
He looked at the person sitting across from him, their body twisting like a little mudfish. His temples throbbed, he reached out and grasped his shoulder, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice:
Don't move around, or your wound will reopen.
The little loach was held by the shoulders, unable to move. It could only let out a few whimpers from its nose like a kitten, saying in a pitiful voice:
"Brother, can we make a deal I won't move, just go easy on me, okay"t.This old fox must know some secret that my brother and I don't. I have to find a way to get it out of him.Just as Wu Ling was deep in thought.Wu Sanxing beside him shook his head and smiled, taking...