o his mouth from the bag. His tone was a mix of exasperation and fondness as he jokingly said:"Little ancestor, eat slowly, don't get yourself messy.""Hmm." Wu Ling chewed chips with her cheeks puffed...Perhaps Wu Xie's expression was too complicated, Wu Ling blinked her eyes, inexplicably feeling a little uneasy.
It's like eating watermelon until it gets on you. It's fragrant and sweet, but you have no tools to eat it.
Just like you are extremely thirsty and hungry right now, and there is a particularly rich and plentiful feast right in front of you.
But because you're trapped inside a glass case, you can only watch these delicacies and smell their delicious aroma, but being unable to touch them is incredibly frustrating and agonizing.
Wu Ling as a genuine gossip enthusiast.
This feeling of having watermelon but being unable to eat it is simply unbearable.
He shuddered slightly, stepped down on Wu Xia's palm with one foot, and said in a half-coaxing, half-threatening tone:
"Geez, I don't want to guess anymore. Just tell me, what's going on"
Wu Xie: "..."
He came back to his senses, looking down at the foot under his palm.
She raised her head again, her expression a little gossipy, and peered out with a pair of innocent big eyes, curiously looking at Wu Ling.
As she felt the little foot continuously moving in her palm, Wu Xie's shadowy emotions surged upward once again.
He touched his cheek with his tongue, for the first time not blindly obeying his young master's demands.
Instead, he pinched Young Master's white and tender instep with his hand, lazily hooking his lips and saying:
"Young master, begging isn't done like this."
Wu Ling was taken aback by this, her gaze dropping to look at her older brother with an expression of disbelief. However, she noticed a playful expression on his face.
What was just said is already very clear. The overall temperament reveals:
I wonder, can I Well, I won't tell you for free though.
Wu Ling: ...
He scrunched up his little face, glanced down at his older brother, and stomped on his shoulder with a bit of temper, glaring at him sideways.
"Damn, you're asking me for conditions Have I lost my edge, or are you out of your mind"
As she said this, Wu Ling's foot twitched, and her face looked menacing.
You're talking to me about terms Are you out of your mind You think I'll let you walk all over me Just wait, I'll kick your ass.
But this trick of his was of no use against Wu Xia.
Because Wu Xie is a typical softie who won't respond to tough love.
Even as Wu Ling placed her foot on his shoulder, he unconsciously leaned forward.
This caused Wu Ling's foot, which was originally on his shoulder, to be shifted by this unintentional movement and landed directly on the scar on his neck.
Because she had just taken a shower, Wu Ling's feet carried the scent of rose bath gel, but her toes were icy cold.
While Wu Xie was hot-blooded by nature, his whole body radiated heat like a furnace.
Especially the chest and neck area, it's simply a walking hot water bottle.
This caused Wu Ling to feel a burning sensation at her toes, involuntarily curling them inwards. Her slender white toes twitched unconsciously.
Her icy toes grazed his burning throat.
Wu Xie's eyes sank at that.
He felt the young master's foot pressing down on his Adam's apple, his heart churning with a mix of emotions.
But his expression remained unchanged, even looking at him with a slightly innocent gaze.
"Young master, you want the horse to run again but don't feed it grass. The horse is going to be exhausted."
This statement carries a lot of weight. Wu Xie watched her young master quietly, waiting for his reaction.
However, as always, the young master's reaction was beyond his expectations.
Only to see Wu Ling's face twitch slightly after hearing what he said.
He glanced at Wu Xie with a slight hesitation, then cast another look at the Kanto Nabe sitting on his side.
After much deliberation in my heart,
He sniffled, his movements reluctant as he drew a thick piece of squid from the pot. He then shoved it unceremoniously towards Wu Xie's mouth.
Just now, the valiant and imposing little rose, is now pitifully like a poor little bitter gourd.
"Mumbling, last bit, save some."
When saying this, Wu Ling also sucked in her saliva.
He looked at the squid balls with the same yearning gaze he reserved for his wife. His little expressions betrayed a deep reluctance to let them go.
Wu Xia was speechless after being splashed with sauce.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Wu Ling with a hint of helplessness. Wu Ling looked heartbroken, as if he were saying goodbye to his wife. He also glanced at the squid burrito still dripping juice by his mouth.
This knows that he's eating his younger brother's squid fritters, this doesn't know and thinks he stole his younger brother's wife.
Although his intention wasn't this, he was still happy to tease his younger brother.
Wu Xie tilted her head to look at Wu Ling, trying her best to ignore the very noticeable squid fritter by her mouth. She quipped sarcastically:
"That's so forceful If you really can't, brother will change... Mmm."
Wu Xiehua had just started talking when, unexpectedly, Wu Ling acted like she was eager to get some gossip and shoved the Kanto-style hot pot in his mouth.
When Wu Ling was pulling out the skewers from the hot pot, she was even afraid that he would spit it out. She was extremely considerate and covered his mouth, supporting his chin to help him chew.
"...A stuffed squid roll was shoved in his mouth, and he was forced to chew... "
At this moment, he was like a chewing tool, after chewing up the food in his mouth, the other half of the squid roll was directly stuffed into his mouth.
Wu Xie: "..."
Although I don't know why the art style suddenly changed to this, I suddenly understand how cram-teaching works.
Wu Ling initially held her older brother's head in both hands for fear that he would vomit.
After Wu Xi had begun to chew on the realization that it was a death sentence.
Wu Ling again placed her hand on his face and rubbed it vigorously, like she was petting a puppy. She cheerfully asked, "Finished eating"
At this point, the roles of the two people seemed to have been switched.
Wu Ling, who had always been pinched in the face, was now recklessly kneading her older brother's face.
But deep down, he had some unspeakable little ideas planned for his younger brother Wu Xie. At this moment, being gently rubbed and caressed while unable to even fart.
Wu Xie felt the force on his face and swallowed the squid fritter in his mouth without expression: "Finished."
"Heh heh." Wu Ling reached out and rubbed his face, praising him.
"Good boy, have you ever heard the saying You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. Come on, spit out everything you know."
Wu Xie:
…being rubbed all over the face like that.
He was a little confused at this moment. The development of things didn't seem to be like this, and he always felt that something had deviated from the actual course.
Although he was the active hunter, why is his younger brother now the one taking the initiative How did he become the prey
However, his question is unlikely to be answered.
Because Wu Ling kept rubbing his face like she had found a new toy, even neglecting the little rubber duck beside her.
Wu Ling pinched Wu Xie's two ears in her hands, messing them up, and said happily:
"Brother, come on, come on, confess quickly! Resist and face stricter consequences. Come on, spill it, or I'll expose you as a big-eared Tutu, someone who eats soft words!"
Wu Xie: "..."
He came to his senses, helplessly looking at Wu Ling. He felt a mixture of amusement and helplessness in his heart. Raising his hand, he said, "Little ancestor, that Kanto-nabe seems to be the one I bought."
Wu Ling narrowed her nose and glared at him, rubbing his ears. She puffed up her chest and said stubbornly:
"Let me correct you, you bought it for me. Once it's in my hands, it's mine. Since you ate my food, you have to do something for me. Just say it! Believe me, if you don't, I'll make you drink the entire pot of hot pot soup through your nose!"
Saying that, Wu Ling pinched Wu Xie's nose again.
He felt a wave of relief wash over him now, because he finally understood why his older brother always liked to pinch his cheeks and nose.
The reason is that this feel is really good!
Wu Xie: "..."
He felt a deep sense of misery as he listened to these unreasonable demands from the children.
But under Wu Ling's tyranny, he could only swallow his grievance with a deep breath and slowly explain to his little ancestor.e of being able to take a nice, relaxing bath, she'd agree to whatever conditions they set.He pulled Wu Xia back into his embrace, swayed his legs, and asked with a mouth full of words:What conditions...