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Although he could ensure that Wu Xie could not escape from his grasp, doing so would make him feel more at ease.

Wu Xie looked at the approaching face. He had no place to hide his head, so he turned to the side.

Is he going to use Tietou Kung? Isn't it?

Wu Xie could clearly feel Zhang Qiling's breath blowing against his face, his breath spreading on his cheeks and neck.

No, could it be that I stabbed him and lost blood, so I had to drink my own blood to replenish it? But his blood may not be pure when it comes to him. . .

Something soft fell on his face. Wu Xie opened his eyes and turned to look at him. What happened just now?

Then there was something soft and waxy on his mouth. A little bit of friction made Wu Xie blush and his heart beat.

The blind man was also confused by the dumb man's operation. Holy shit, when did the dumb man learn this? It's better not to look at such things that are not suitable for children. He took the two hundred yuan from Wu Xie's pocket and walked away.

Wu Xie didn't know how he got back to Wu Shanju. He realized when he was standing at the door that he was led by Zhang Qiling to the room.

Zhang Qiling looked at the stunned Wu Xie and couldn't help but laugh.

"Wu Xie, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, he took out a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on Wu Xie, then took him to the living room.

He took out his cell phone and called Fatty to tell him that Wu Xie was back.

He quietly ate the food that Fatty had heated up, chewing and swallowing like a machine.

The fat man poked the little brother, "What's wrong with Tianzhen? You look like you're distracted?"

Zhang Qiling ate the meal in a refreshing mood, and even gave Wu Xie some food from time to time. Faced with the fat man's questions, he just shook his head.

After the meal, the fat man silently packed his things.

Zhang Qiling took Wu Xie to his room to sleep. His room had been kicked into pieces and he hadn't had time to clean it up. The two of them had to squeeze into one room.

When Wu Xie saw Zhang Qiling starting to take off his clothes, he felt a little panicked and stepped back unconsciously.

Sensing Wu Xie's movements, Zhang Qiling immediately looked at him, staring at him, which made Wu Xie's heart tremble.

"What are you doing taking off your clothes?"

Zhang Qiling didn't stop taking off his clothes, and kept looking at Wu Xie, watching him become more and more panicked, his face getting redder and redder, and he was about to rush out the door in a second.

So he slowly said: "Sleep." He tilted his head and looked at Wu Xie doubtfully: "Don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?"

He knew that in Wu Xie's heart, he had always been a relatively innocent and harmless person. No matter what you do, you can fool him by pretending to be dazed.

This is true even for the more serious hot springs in the past.

"Oh...oh oh. I...should I sleep here too? Will it disturb you? I can sleep with Fatty."

Wu Xie was really fooled and asked stupidly.

"Fat man has locked the door. I went and knocked." Zhang Qiling paused and said, "You can't open it."

No, wasn't the fat man washing the dishes just now? Wu Xie listened carefully~ There was indeed no movement outside. . .

Wow, my innocence was taken away by the fake bottle boy in this fantasy! Ping Zai~ I really can’t beat him!

Zhang Qiling felt a little distressed when he saw the aggrieved look on Wu Xie's face. He had always thought that this was an illusion and he would be able to find them when he went out. But this may not be an illusion.

Zhang Qiling touched Wu Xie's face and asked him to look directly at her, looking into each other's eyes.

Zhang Qiling asked Wu Xie: "How did you judge that we were false?"

Is this a cliche? Wu Xie thought to himself that he would not be fooled.