u help me get them"When Wu Xie heard the sound, he instinctively turned his head.The result happened to match Wu Ling just emerged from the bathroom, with a wet little head.Wu Ling, with a head of wet...That look of triumph and joy was like that of a cat who had just won a cunning battle. It happily wagged its tail, strutted about triumphantly, and was very endearing.
When Wu Ling laughed, his whole body would tremble. Even the big hand holding his little butt shook along with him.
Wu Xie felt the vibration in his hand. Although his facial expression was somewhat helpless, the corners of his mouth also turned up.
He looked at his third uncle's increasingly dark face ahead, gently patted the roundness under his hand, leaned forward slightly, and whispered a smile against the ear of the person in his arms:
"Baby, Uncle Three is still eagerly waiting for you. Let's slow down first and laugh later, or else Uncle Three's face will be as black as Bao Gong's."
Although Wu Xie is willing to see his third uncle's face turn black as a judge package.
But, deep down, he still had a bit of his nephew's conscience. He couldn't bear to see his Third Uncle's face turn black with anger.
After all, becoming a black face really wastes such a pretty face. Besides, it's creepy to see someone like that at night.
Wu Ling didn't know what some not-so-nice thoughts her older brother had been holding back.
So when he heard his older brother's words, he immediately perked up and sat straight.
Just like a little puppy, its bright eyes looked up at Wu Sansheng, and its little mouth happily chattered away:
"Uncle Three, do you want me to sit next to you"
Of course, Wu San Province's heart was thinking.
But you know, men are all about face, especially powerful men.
To openly say in front of so many people that you want your nephew to sit next to you is really a bit embarrassing.
But Wu Sanshen was still afraid that his nephew would cause more trouble, and at that time he might really not be able to hold on.
So he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth a little uncomfortably:
"Damn right I want to…"
However, before he could finish his sentence, a sharp, grating "screech" - like the sound of a chair scraping across the floor - suddenly pierced his ear.
He raised his head slightly, and a lively little dog dashed straight into his arms.
The little dog was nudging and crowding against him, giggling in its mouth and calling out to "Uncle San" with a proud and sweet voice.
Wu Sanshen's pupils constricted upon being attacked suddenly, and his muscles tensed instantly.
But the moment he felt softness in his arms, all the muscles in his body instantly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.
He steadied himself, using his hand to hold the restless child in his arms, afraid he would fall.
Now he was clearly delighted, but his movements betrayed a hint of annoyance as he lightly patted the little figure fidgeting on his hand. A doting yet teasing remark escaped his lips:
"You little brat."
"Heh heh~," Wu Ling wasn't upset even after being scolded, instead, she laughed with a mischievous grin.
He just likes to stick close.
So after he leaped into his third uncle's arms, he bumped his head against his third uncle's collarbone and said with a teasing smile:
"Uncle San, wow! Prince!"
"Hmph."
When Wu San-sheng heard this blatant sarcastic voice, he was both angry and amused.
He gave a wry smile, not really one of good cheer, and reached out. His palm landed with a slight weight on the dishonest nephew in his arms, saying:
"You little brat, you dare to make fun of your Uncle Three Have you grown too bold"
Wu Ling smiled and squinted her eyes. Just as she was about to triumphantly say something else, the voice of her third uncle came from above her head again.
"Alright, you little punk. Don't mess around, just sit still and come take a look to see if there's any food you like."
"Huh" Upon hearing this, Wu Ling tilted her head slightly, showing a hint of confusion.
What are you talking about Didn't we already order
He sat up straight, looking at the menu in Wu San Province's hand with a mixture of curiosity and confusion.
"Uncle Three, why haven't you ordered yet Didn't you guys already order"
Saying this, Wu Ling cast a glance at the two large plates of braised pork knuckles, marinated pig trotters, and a big plate of roasted chicken on the table.
At this time, it didn't matter if you didn't look. As soon as Wu Ling looked, the extremely fragrant smell of meat wafted into his nose. The fragrance made him silently suck in a mouthful of saliva.
Heaven knows how much willpower he had to resist looking at those delicious foods on the table. He's been diligently performing his skit here all this time.
At this moment, Wu Ling felt that her stomach, which she had just filled with hot pot and snacks, was rumbling again.
I'm so hungry, no wait, I'm so craving something!
Oh, I want to ask what the most painful thing in the world is
That means there are so many delicious foods in front of you, but you can't eat them yet, you can only smell that savory aroma.
This is truly the most tragic thing in the world.
Wu Ling is truly experiencing some small pain right now. He's looking at all the delicious food, clearly craving it intensely.
But because the elders hadn't picked up their chopsticks, he could only pathetically suck at his own saliva, forcing himself not to look at those delicious dishes. He stuffed a couple of small shrimp into his mouth to quell his hunger.
"Creak creak—"
Wu San Sheng heard the sound of him chewing on shrimp crackers and glanced at him slightly.
The result showed Wu Ling looking like a little gluttonous cat, straight up drooling. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
This little glutton, eating what's in his mouth and eyeing what's in the pot, is really something else.
He shook his head with a wry smile, though he had some complaints in his heart, but his actions revealed his hypocritical behavior to the fullest.
Wu Sansheng saw Wu Ling stuffing shrimp fritters into his mouth and babbling. He directly turned the round platter on the table, moving the freshly served, already shredded roast chicken to Wu Ling's face and said in his mouth:
"Alright, stop drooling. Put your snack aside for after the meal first. Have a chicken leg to tide you over."
Saying that, Wu Sansheng directly picked up the chopsticks from the table and grabbed the biggest and most eye-catching roast chicken leg from the dish, which was still dripping with oil, and placed it in front of Wu Ling's empty plate.
He just performed some kind of magic.
Wu Ling, who was still stuffing shrimp into her mouth nonstop, stared straight at the big drumstick with her hooked eyes.
Even the little tufts of fur on its head, which were always trembling before, stopped moving. Instead, it acted like a hungry little dog, peering stealthily towards the chicken leg.
The tuft of fur was almost into the dish.
Suddenly, Xiao Dail Mao was grabbed by a big hand.
"Why are you getting your fur ruffled again"
Wu San Sheng watched his young nephew's hair almost reaching the plate, he smiled and reached out to gently press down his little cowlick.
The rough fingertips immediately overwhelmed the soft golden fur, combing it with the remaining strands of shimmering hair into a neat and orderly bunch.
Seeing this, Wu Sanshen nodded with satisfaction and retracted his hand that had been tormenting Xiaodaimao.
Unexpectedly, his fingertips just moved away from the tiny golden head.ying helplessly, "Word usage guidance class.""...."Wu Ling blinked her big eyes, having heard the meaning behind Wu Xie's words.He sniffed his nose and silently gave Wu Xie a furious cat punch.After W...