Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The little brother seems to have changed little except that he talks a little less and is a little more indifferent to other people.

The same love sticks to Wu Xie, the same obedience, Wu Xie will do whatever he asks.

but......

Is there really no change?

Still there.

Wu Xie took out a clean cloth from somewhere and put it on the little brother's head, trying to wipe his dripping hair.

result,

The little brother who was originally immersed in his own thoughts was interrupted by him. His body, which was already tense due to being in a strange environment, fought back with years of instinct.

He grabbed the slender white wrist bone extending from the top of his head, squeezed it hard with one hand, and leaned forward with the person behind him.

Let the other person stick to your back, bend your other hand, and use your elbow to push back hard.

There was a muffled sound of bones colliding through the flesh. The sound was so loud that everyone else stopped what they were doing in shock and stopped all at once.

Apparently he was petrified on the spot.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Quietly,

Wu Xie could only be heard screaming in pain.

The younger brother didn't use all his strength in this blow, but he didn't have any strength either. A sweet smell immediately surged up in his throat.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

Grass,

it hurts!

He wouldn't have his ribs broken directly by the little brother, right?

He's a squishy guy.

Wu Xie, who was in pain, lay on his brother's back, huddled together and waited for the pain to pass.

The man who was already severely weakened was now as pale as a sheet of paper.

Haike asked in horror: "Uncle Qi!!!"

He was the first to react and ran over to help him up, "Are you okay?"

The little brother froze in place, letting Wu Xie lie on his back. He could feel Wu Xie's body shaking slightly due to pain, and he did not dare to look back.

After realizing that he had hurt his brother, he felt helpless like a child who had done something wrong.

He was restless but didn't dare to turn around and face Wu Xie.

I could only straighten my back and sit stiffly.

other,

he did not do it on purpose......

After the pain passed, Wu Xie finally relaxed his clenched teeth.

He took a long breath and touched his ribs.

so far so good,

At least it didn't break.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Xie waved his hand and said, "I'm okay, everyone can do their own thing."

Naturally, the others didn't dare to watch anymore, and they tacitly acted like they didn't see anything, and just went about their business.

Haike asked disbelievingly: "Is everything okay?"

You are a crispy duck,

At the same time, I was a little chilled. The little brother has not turned around to look at Uncle Qi until now, shouting: "Brother! Just beat me, how can you beat Uncle Qi? He is so fragile!"

Wu Xie: "..."

I thank you.

He knew that the younger brother didn't mean it, so he patted Haike on the shoulder and signaled him to stop talking: "Okay, it's okay."

"It's my fault too. My brother doesn't feel safe right now. I shouldn't have come directly from behind to wipe his hair. If I had stood in front of him and wiped his hair, it wouldn't have been so troublesome.

It's okay, just a minor injury. "

Haike was still complaining about Wu Xin, "You also have good intentions and haven't done anything wrong. Why do you apologize to me in turn?"

What makes Haike the most angry is that the people who used to be all about Qi Yu now accidentally hurt Qi Yu, and they are actually indifferent until now!

"Brother, this is Uncle Qi. He is injured. Why don't you turn around and look at him?"

How come these two people who were so good together suddenly...

People who have never experienced amnesia will naturally not be able to empathize with and understand the confusion after amnesia.

He just couldn't accept it. Would amnesia really make people forget all about the lover who makes their heart beat so passionately?

Is it necessary for me to be the leader of the clan?

Is the CP he was knocking about going to be?

(?w? )

"Okay, you're the only one who talks a lot. I won't pick up any pot." Wu Xie expelled Erha irritably.

"I'm not a porcelain doll, how can I be so fragile? Just do your job and don't be lazy."

After Haike left, Wu Xie rubbed his chest and picked up the dry cloth that fell on the ground, shook the dust off, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't dislike this dirty cloth."

He said, "Get ready, I'm going to wipe your hair."

It was as if the person who had been beaten just now was not him.

The little brother's hand on his knee clenched into a fist and then silently unclenched.

Clamp up, loosen up, clamp up, loosen up...

It's like being trapped in some kind of infinite loop.

Wu Xie stood behind the little brother, gently wiping his hair as usual.

When the cloth was full of water, he squatted in front of the fire in the middle, dried the cloth, and then wiped the little brother's hair.

He even thought happily in his misery: Fortunately, the little brother didn't throw him over his shoulder.

Otherwise, if he fell into the fire, he would most likely be disfigured, and he would have to haggardly take off all the clothes that were on fire, huddle naked, and wait for someone to put out the fire.

Just thinking about it, I feel like he could have died where he was.

His semi-long hair dried quickly. Wu Xie combed his fluffy hair with his fingers and said, "Your hair has grown, I'll cut it for you when I have time."

"Cough cough..."

He covered his mouth and coughed twice. He had been coughing a little since last time and it never got better.

Put away the wet cloth and prepare to get something to eat for the little brother.

When he turned to leave, the little brother's hand, which had been restlessly moving, finally plucked up the courage to hold Wu Xie's hand.

"What's wrong? Brother." Wu Xie said in surprise: "What's the matter?"

The little brother had a straight face, pursed his lips tightly, and looked up at Wu Xie's chest——

口、

Carefully, he touched the place where Wu Xie was hit by him with his hair mound finger.

Those serious eyes and slowly groping fingers seemed to be dealing with the most bizarre mechanism in the tomb.

He is confirming,

Confirm whether Wu Xie's bones are really fine.

He murmured: "I'm sorry..."

He blamed himself.

Wu Xie smiled and rolled his eyes. The little brother's hands groping on his body made him feel a little itchy.

Holding the little brother's slender fingers, he said: "It's really okay. Why did I lie to you? I know you didn't mean it. This matter has passed. Don't take it to heart. It's just a big man's support. It's not a big deal." "

The little brother lowered his head, not sure if he heard it.

Wu Xie felt distressed when he saw it. This was not the first time he faced a brother who had lost his memory, but no matter how many times this happened again, he would still feel pain.

He lowered his head and got close to the little brother's hair, lifted the broken hair from his forehead, and kissed his smooth forehead.

He coaxed: "You will always be my good baby."

The little brother still lowered his head and showed no reaction, as if he didn't hear anything.

The ears slowly turned pink...

Even if you lose your memory, you still don’t forget your own duplicitous nature.

Saw-mouth gourd bottle~

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