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Wuxie: "Hurry up and solve it? Is he serious? You said he got something, what is it?"

I don't know if he was thinking about what to say or something, but Wu Xie saw him wipe the fingers that he had just applied medicine with a tissue, then put the clothes he had just taken off aside and prepared to get into bed and sleep.

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"What's going on? Brother, have you been given the gift of heaven? Why don't you speak? I am Wuxie, do you still remember me?"

Wuxie lifted up his quilt and looked at him, as if he couldn't sleep unless he said something.

"I don't know." He replied lightly. By the way, I pulled the quilt, but Wu Xie held the quilt tightly.

have no idea? Don't know which question?

On the surface, Wuxie was calm, but he actually used a lot of strength to hold on to the quilt. When he saw him doing it, he felt a little panicked. He was very strong, and he was really afraid that the quilt would be dragged along with him.

Seeing resistance when pulling, the younger brother gave up, folded his hands on his abdomen, and lay quietly without moving or speaking.

Wuxie stared at him for a long time, but gave up reluctantly, pulled the quilt back for him, and deliberately lifted it up to cover his head.

"What's wrong with you? I feel like something's not right with you. Brother, if something happens, just tell me directly and don't hide it from me. You know, I like to get to the bottom of things."

Still no one spoke, Wuxie sighed secretly. The only option is to resort to the ultimate move. Based on many years of experience, if the little brother is worried, he really doesn't like to talk, but there are still some ways to get him to talk.

Wu Xie stretched out his head and glanced at the distance between the bed and the ground, and estimated how much noise he would make if he fell directly.

Forget it, it's too fake. How could he fall out of bed before falling asleep?

"It's a bit cold -" Wuxie regretted it as soon as he started speaking. It's early summer, so cold...

The next second, the other half of the quilt was covering her body. The force was quite strong, and the corner of the quilt was thrown directly on her face.

Although he and his younger brother lived in the same room, they would sometimes sleep under two quilts, and not often under one quilt. The main reason is that Wuxie runs here and there all day long, disturbing his sleep at night.

"Ah, sss... Why does it still feel a little painful? No, I need some medicine."

Wu Xie was fussing around in bed, and the ointment was placed next to his brother. So, Wuxie was like a mountain, pressing down on the little brother, and he went to get the medicine.

A pair of special hands got the medicine ahead of him. The younger brother pushed Wuxie back, pressed his lower body on him, raised his eyelids and asked him, "Where does it hurt?"

"Uh..." Wuxie lay on the bed, watching him blink his eyes, and lifted up his shirt, revealing the area where the medicine had been applied just now.

Pointed: "Apply another layer, the little flower is quite strong."

The ointment was applied in the next second, and it was ice cold. The little brother applied it very lightly. Wu Xie kept staring at him and saw that his expression was natural and there was nothing strange about him. After applying the ointment, wipe it clean with a tissue and put the ointment back in place.

Wuxie really couldn't guess, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Tell me, or give me a look."

The little brother glanced at the place where the medicine was applied and said, "He didn't say anything. We'll find out when we get there."

"That's it, okay then, go to sleep."

After getting a perfunctory answer, Wuxie didn't ask any more questions. Asking questions was something he used to love to do, but now that he has grown up, he will restrain his curiosity.