Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything, but just stared at Wu Xie for two seconds, then lowered his eyes in silence.

The body, which was originally slightly leaning towards Wu Xie, also sat up straight.

These years,

Wu Xie's research on people has reached a terrifying level. His interpretation of the enemy's behavioral logic often makes the opponent feel panic as if their minds are being read.

After all, a person's body language can express so much.

Zhang Qiling originally leaned towards him, although only a little bit, it was an act of trust. In an unfamiliar environment, people will always get closer to things they trust to achieve a sense of security.

Men You Ping is no exception, but he hid it very well in the past. Now that he has lost his memory, the logic of his behavior is not so rigorous.

Being close to Wu Xie makes him feel relaxed.

Now,

He sat up straight, and Wu Xie noticed his body changes almost instantly.

Look at him.

But the young man did not look at him. He lowered his eyes and quietly stared at the pattern on the quilt.

Damn!

Wu Xie cursed himself inwardly, thinking that it was his words just now that made this person sad.

If it were in the past, Wu Xie would definitely be soft-hearted and try to coax her with sweet words.

But today, Wu Xie really wanted to give up. Even the most skilled person would get tired one day. He really couldn't satisfy everyone.

But it may also be more of a fit of anger.

They are all men, so why is it that he is the one who always revolves around Zhang Qiling and shows weakness first?

The other person just lowered his eyes, without even saying a word, but you couldn't wait to pour out your heart and confess everything like pouring beans?

This is not fair at all!

He had to guess everything related to Zhang Qiling! Go find it!

He was tired today, so he let Zhang Qiling guess it himself. Even if he guessed wrong, it didn't matter.

Wu Xie turned over, facing away from Zhang Qiling, and buried his head in the soft quilt. He said in a muffled voice, "I'm sleepy. Don't bother me."

He just lay in the middle of the bed with the quilt under his body. It was easy to catch a cold if he slept like this.

Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and looked at the small person curled up on the bed. He instantly forgot the emotions that had just arisen in his mind and his mind was filled with thoughts of covering Wu Xie with a quilt.

He gently pulled the quilt under Wu Xie, trying to pull it out, but Wu Xie was secretly competing with him on the other side. Zhang Qiling did not dare to wake Wu Xie up, so he had to give up.

He lifted the quilt on his side and gently covered Wu Xie with it.

Because the summer sun was too scorching and the weather was hot, Xiuxiu and Yuncai both decided to go out after dinner, and stay in the room in the afternoon, enjoying the air conditioning, resting well, and touching up their makeup.

Zhang Qiling had nothing to do, so he lay down on the bed and glanced at the clock on the wall, thinking that he had to wake Wu Xie up in two hours so that he would not miss the fat man's dinner.

After a while, Wu Xie heard his breathing become slightly heavy and knew that Zhang Qiling had fallen asleep.

Lately, the guy has been feeling very sleepy, maybe because he is too weak or for some other reason.

Zhang Qiling's sleepiness doesn't mean that he can sleep until the afternoon, but that he feels sleepy very quickly and can fall asleep anywhere and at any time as long as there is a bed. Often, Wu Xie is not asleep yet, but he falls asleep first.

The same is true now.

Wu Xie was like a sausage, sandwiched between two "pancakes" above and below. He buried his head in the quilt and felt depressed for a long time. Why didn't anyone come to comfort him?

While despising himself for being useless, he poked his head out from under the quilt and tried to cover the young man with the quilt.

Even at this time, he is still worried that others will catch a cold.

Wu Xie felt deep down that he had no future.

Zhang Qiling had one hand on Wu Xie's quilt to prevent him from kicking it, but because it was very light and covered by the down quilt, Wu Xie didn't notice it. When he lifted the quilt, the hand on the quilt slipped off.

Wu Xie stood there, holding the corner of the quilt and covering the boy with it. The quilt in his hand suddenly became hot, and he didn't know whether to cover it or not...

Zhang Qiling opened his eyes and saw that it was Wu Xie. His originally clear eyes instantly became hazy, as if he was drowsy from being disturbed in the middle of his sleep. He closed his eyes, turned over, and hugged Wu Xie, along with the quilt, into his arms.

"Stop making trouble."

Zhang Qiling fumbled around twice with his nimble hands to make sure Wu Xie was completely covered with the quilt before letting himself fall into a deep sleep.

Wu Xie put his hands in front of him, and watched the young man's series of mysterious operations with a confused look on his face. The high-performance air conditioner was blowing out cold air, but Wu Xie's cheeks were still red from the heat.

No...no, this...where did you learn all this from?

Hugging each other through the quilt or something... so erotic? (? ???w??? ?)?

After a long time, Wu Xie recovered from his shock and moved his legs, trying to kick the quilt off his legs onto the young man.

Someone who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed seemed to have sensed something and raised his leg before him and quickly placed it on Wu Xie's leg, pressing down his restless foot.

Wu Xie:......

"Zhang Qiling, little brother?" Wu Xie simply faced Zhang Qiling and shouted, "Wake up, you will catch a cold if you sleep like this."

Trying to wake someone up.

But Zhang Qiling didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he just closed his eyes and looked like he was sleeping and didn't hear anything.

It is obvious that this guy would wake up at the slightest disturbance in the past. Now that I am calling him face to face, how could he not wake up?

Wu Xie didn't believe it.

(*ˉ?ˉ*;)

Hey!

Wu Xie shouted in his heart, exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, and sat up with one effort, just like doing a sit-up.

But Zhang Qiling held his arms like an iron clamp, restraining him. After tossing and turning for a long time, Wu Xie not only failed to sit up, but also broke out in a sweat.

"Huha...Huha..." Wu Xie gasped heavily in the quilt, and a feeling of soreness and distension after exercise rose from his abdomen.

Wu Xie felt that his eighth abdominal muscle was slowly growing and would take shape in the next second...

"Zhang Qiling! Are you going to kill me with the heat?!" Wu Xie said angrily, unable to bear it any longer. This guy is definitely awake.

"Open your eyes and look at me!" Wu Xie tilted his head and looked at him with gritted teeth, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Zhang Qiling opened his eyes with a puzzled look on his face and looked at the angry Wu Xie, feeling bewildered.

He looked at Wu Xie with a questioning look.

He should be the one asking this question.

Why are you messing around instead of sleeping well?

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie's red face calmly, as if he was looking at his lover who was making trouble for no reason, and asked indulgently.