d wooden door.However, the door looked extremely dilapidated. The carvings on it had been eroded beyond recognition, and cobwebs covered every corner.The seal on top had also become blurred due to the..."I said, you little rascal, just eat your snacks! You even think medicine is delicious Your eyes are practically peering into the medicine bottle, like a little glutton."
Wu Sansheng looked at him with a mix of amusement and bewilderment, his gaze lingering on the boy's round little face for three seconds before he raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"If I hadn't seen that your face getting plumper, I'd have thought your brother wasn't feeding you."
"There's no way, my brother would rather feed me until I'm obese."
After Wu Sansheng finished speaking, Wu Ling immediately straightened up and replied as if without thinking.
After all, he only said that on condition.
His older brother is truly a model sibling, always around the stove cooking three meals a day. Whether it's congee, rice, dumplings, or boiled eggs, he never stops.
That really means changing up the menu every day to cook him delicious meals, not repeating a single dish for an entire week.
After dinner, his older brother would also cut him some fruit after meals, or order an eight-inch mille crepe cake as a dessert.
And they also had a late-night snack in the evening, with beer, skewers and fried chicken. Life was great.
Thinking about this, Wu Ling temporarily shifted her gaze from the sweet pills on her face, her eyes falling on her third uncle. Her tone was a little wistful:
"Uncle Three, I'm telling you, my brother really treated me like a piglet."
"Besides making delicious food every day, his cooking is also really good! I can finish three bowls of rice with every meal and still need a big bowl of soup to feel full."
Look at me, I've gotten so fat, my abs are almost gone.
Saying that, Wu Ling lifted her skirt, revealing her pale belly wrapped in bandages.
Wu San province was first blinded by the shock, then his gaze fell on his young nephew's bulging belly, his eyes thoughtful.
"Is your abs a ball Have they all merged into one"
Wu Ling: "..."
He stroked his skirt hem, glancing at his slightly rounded belly from eating so much Kanto-jiru and ice cream. He drew a small breath into his mouth.
Suddenly, his round belly disappeared instantly, revealing six thin abdominal muscles.
Wu Ling was holding her breath, excited to show her uncle three fresh, newly sculpted abs:
"Uncle Three, look, abs!"
Wu San Sheng's gaze lingered on that layer of thin abdominal muscles, twitched the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but chuckle:
"Boy, what kind of abs are those You're more like a little chicken. Even your tattoos look cramped on you."
"Oh, Uncle Three, you have no taste,"
Wu Ling curled her lips and glanced down at the slightly covered snake monkey tattoo on her stomach. She reached out and patted it lightly, muttering to herself:
"I'm so cool! When I have abs, I'm totally badass and show off my six-pack. But when I don't, I'm cute and adorable like a chibi character. This tattoo of mine gives me two different experiences, I made a killing!"
"Yes, yes, yes. You made a fortune!"
Hearing that his young nephew was a bit down, Wu Sansheng's little bit of good uncle personality instantly activated in his heart, smiling and playing along with him:
"The little guy is quite good at counting, that's alright, Little Abs. Quickly take off your clothes, so you won't catch a cold later."
"Oh, okay..."
Wu Ling was just about to let go, when suddenly his mind lit up. A small scheme began to form in his mind.
He raised his eyes to look at Wu Sansheng, his eyes sparkling with a mischievous gleam. His big eyes curved into crescents as he sweetly called out:
"Uncle Three..."
Originally, Wu Sansheng was leisurely leaning against the back of his chair, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand. He looked nonchalant and relaxed at the same time.
As a result, he heard his little nephew's voice, which was so sweet it was as if he had eaten 800 pounds of honey. His finger trembled, and the cigarette almost got crushed by him.
There's an old saying that goes, "Where there's no honey, there is no bee."
Wu Sansheng shivered slightly, looking at his smiling nephew with some apprehension. His lips moved inquisitively:
"You little rascal, what are you up to"
hehe~
Wu Ling had a sly smile on his face, and with a graceful slip, he slid down from Shen Yunxi's long legs.
And with nimble, quick steps he darted to Wu San's side, bumping him with his arm and exclaiming in a voice tinged with excitement:
"Third Uncle, you said the prince asked for a tug on his clothes!"
"What" Wu San Province scratched his ears, looking puzzled.
Wu Ling was still excited and enthusiastic, standing obediently in place, her eyes bright, and she chattered away:
"You said the prince should pull up his clothes!"
Wu San Province : "..."
Listening to his young nephew's harsh, Northeastern dialect, Wu Sansheng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He fought the urge to pinch his skull and see if this little punk had a wire crossed, turning his attention instead to his words.
As a seasoned athlete, he still enjoys surfing the internet.
Although Wu Sansheng didn't understand the purpose of these people saying this, he had also seen several such videos.
He was thinking about the words in the video that were so embarrassing, his toes were curling. He glanced at his nephew, who was excited and expectant.
After a second of intense eye contact, .
Wu San-sheng turned his head without hesitation, pretending not to hear, and took a swig of the white wine in his hand.
Come on, what status and identity does his third master have
For him to say those things from the video in front of so many people, that's impossible.
Doesn't he care about face
But despite Wu San's strong objection to saying that.
But Wu Ling, this little weasel, if he could spare his own uncle, then Xi Yangyang could fight Barala Little Fairy.
And at this moment, he was truly bored. He saw that the dishes had been ordered on the table and thought that his three uncles had finished ordering them all. Now he wasn't picking up his chopsticks because he was waiting for all the dishes to arrive.
Although he was a little hungry, since the elders hadn't started eating, he, as a junior, didn't feel comfortable bringing it up.
Although Wu Ling did not have a family in his past life, he had a good upbringing.
Thinking about how I just ate a lot of Kanto-nabe and shrimp, it's the perfect time to perform a short skit.
I can help liven things up, and also give him some time to digest his food so he can eat more later.
Thinking this way, Wu Ling said whatever, directly acting like a little dog rubbing against Wu San Sheng's arm, bumping her shoulder against him, and in a sweet voice, she acted like a dog and coquetted:
"Uncle, just say one little 'ha' for me, will you I still your favorite child, right Look, even people on their phones can do it, their relatives are all so cooperative. Can you be cooperative with me too"
Wu San Province's eyes held a smile, but his expression was one of disdain.
"Go find your brother and have him tell you."
"I can't, I need you to say it, Third Uncle~ My good Third Uncle~ Spare me~ Spare me~ My good Third Uncle~"
If you don't say that Wu Ling is a person who, when given sunshine, shines brilliantly, and when given a stick, can kick the Earth.
At this moment, he was clutching his third uncle's head in his arms and babbling incessantly, calling out his third uncle's nickname with a crazed gleam in his eyes.
You said he called, called with such deep affection in his voice.
Those three provinces' names sound like they're calling out their own family uncle. Those who don't know think it sounds like an official from the underworld come to collect souls.
However, as the old saying goes.
The little dog is so naughty, the leash broke.g had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking at Wu Xie with puzzled eyes.His eyes said: "With your intelligence level, how could you possibly be fooled by such low-level rhetoric"Don't tell me y...