he silver ornament on Wu Xie's neck with his little finger, lazily raised his chin, and said in a nasal voice:"Bro~ Are you going to wipe me down or not My neck is getting cold."Wu Xie heard this, wha...When she heard this, Wu Ling took a while to react.
He tugged at his shirt, lowered his head to look at his abs, and after a long silence, Haitao looked seriously at Wu Xie and said:
"Dude, I don't allow you to talk about your abs like that. Although your abs aren't as good-looking as mine, they're pretty decent. Calling them a buyer show is too much of a disservice."
Wu Xie: "..."
He looked at the person in his arms with a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
Did he mean that
This stinky kid is being evasive and twisting the truth again.
Perhaps Wu Ling's expression was too serious, causing Wu Xie to playfully pinch his face and ask with a smile:
"Is that so You little rascal, you're quite confident about your physique, aren't you"
"Well then, that's not bad at all." Hearing this, Wu Ling didn't hesitate for a moment and directly nodded proudly.
He patted his stomach and said, “Brother, you can doubt my personality, but you can't doubt my muscles. These are real, six-pack abs.”
Wu Ling's pale abdominal muscles trembled slightly under his fingertips, as if echoing his words.
Wu's gaze was subtly drawn to the muscles on his abdomen. After a moment, he reached out and touched that soft muscle, his voice sounding like a chuckle:
"You're telling me. I thought some pampered little chick had escaped from its coop! Your muscles are so soft (like chicken)."
Wu Ling: …
He heard the unspoken meaning in his older brother's words and gave him a playful swat: "You're the little chicken, I've got real abs!"
Wu Xie's lips curled slightly into a smile, and she nodded, her expression sincere: "Mmm, sure."
Wu Ling: "...You stinky old geezer, believe me or not, I'll assassinate you!"
Two brothers were playfully wrestling as they made their way toward the bathroom.
To be precise, it was Wu Ling playing a prank. Wu hugged him sideways and walked towards the bathroom.
Although Wu Ling was just verbally 'bullied' by his older brother, he got revenge elsewhere.
Only to see, Wu Ling pressed her head against Wu Xie’s shoulder, her hands around his neck. That fluffy little head rubbed back and forth on Wu Xie’s neck twice, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
He really messed up Wu Xiaban's already somewhat disheveled collar, making it even more messy.
But both of them did not notice this little thing.
Wu Xie can't bend down to look because he has a small head under his chin.
While Wu Ling was secretly plotting pranks to play on people, she remained oblivious.
He was seen clutching Wu Xie's clothes in both hands, his little feet on his waist swaying forward excitedly:
"Dude, let's go! Charge forward."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xie's steps forward came to a halt.
He glanced down at the excited child in his arms, his eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile on his lips as he asked, "You little brat, do you think I'm a horse Want to ride me"
Hearing this, for some reason, Wu Xia's voice was very gentle, but Wu Ling still heard a hint of killing intent.
His legs immediately wrapped tightly around Wu Xia's waist, preventing his older brother from putting him down. He defiantly said:
"What's up You keep saying I look like a little chicken, so I can't ride you like a horse Stop talking and hurry up, or we'll miss out! Let's go!"
"Had breakfast early, finished washing up early, ate a meal with rice. Holding my elbow and had three bowls of rice."
Wu Xie looked at him helplessly, with a look of amusement. She reached out and patted his little butt lightly: "Take this as a warning, next time I'll get you back."
Wu Ling, hearing this, nonchalantly stuck her tongue out at him and made a face, saying with a hint of smugness:
"Well, let's settle accounts together then, since you wouldn't dare hit me anyway. What can you possibly do to me Hehe."
Wu Xie's attention focused on his last words, her brows slightly raised as she looked at him, her voice trailing off softly.
"Not great, I'd just take your little snacks and shrink your after-dinner dessert."
Wu Ling: ...
The smug expression on his face froze instantly, and he couldn't help but draw a cold breath.
"Is that so cruel This is worse than when you wouldn't let me have formula milk. That just took away my food, but brother, you've destroyed my pillar of support."
Looking at his own child's deep-set, resentful expression, Wu Xiaming's pupils flashed behind his glasses.
He slightly raised his chin, a low chuckle escaping his lips, his tone laced with a hidden amusement.
"Little ancestor, I still prefer the way you were just defiant and unruly."
The sarcasm in Wu Xie's words is about to overflow.
Wu Ling, upon hearing this, simply pursed her lips and looked at her older brother with big, pitiful eyes. She let out a soft sigh and said:
"Brother, I think I can make amends."
Wu Xie's slanting eyes smiled as she looked at him, her toes tapping nervously towards the bathroom exit, while saying:
"Just wait and see how you do."
Wu Ling heard this, instantly burying her head in his chest, letting out a wail and mumbling, "Too much, big brother, you're bullying a kid."
Wu Xie's mouth curved into a slight smile: "Well, I did bully you."
Accompanied by their laughter, the bathroom door creaked open, followed by the click of the light switch.
Then there was another click, the sound of the glass door closing.
After about two minutes, a soft, somewhat magnetic male voice came from the bathroom:
"Do you want to take it off yourself, or shall I help you"
After that voice, a lively, youthful voice echoed from the bathroom.
But the sound seemed to be laced with pain, a sort of hissing coming from his mouth.
"I... Ugh, forget it. Big bro, you do it. My wound and clothes are glued together with blood, I can't pull them apart, it hurts so much."
"Okay, just stay still. I'll be gentle."
"Okay."
As their words faded, a rustling sound of clothes being removed echoed from the bathroom.
At the same time, two figures also appeared on the frosted glass of the bathroom.
A tall and dignified presence.
She was graceful and slender.
Two figures intertwined, not sure if it was due to the angle.
That slender figure looked up at the towering figure, and the towering figure also looked down at him.
The atmosphere between the two wasn't like that of brothers, but rather like a pampered young master and his most loyal bodyguard.
As clothing rustled and fell away, Wu Ling glanced down at her smooth body.
You don't know until you see the results, and when you do, you're shocked.
Wu Ling found that not a single spot of skin on her body was good.
It wasn't red or swollen, it wasn't bruising, it was just cuts all over. Every inch of skin was a horrific mess, like a tortured ragdoll.
Who wouldn't feel sorry for this sight
Even Lian Wu Ling, after reading it herself, couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh man, I'm beat up! Looks like someone gave me a real thrashing."
"Does it hurt" Wu Xie placed the clothes in his hand on the rack beside him, frowning as he looked at the marks on Wu Ling's body, his eyes full of concern.
Wu Ling heard this, reached out and poked the bruise on her arm, felt it, smacked her lips and said:
"It's not very painful, just kinda creepy looking."he mute one step aside."As Hei Xiazi uttered those words, the silver orb in his hand suddenly emitted a red glow.Chang Qiling stepped back in time.Subsequently, the small silver ball emitting a red gl...