Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"uncle!"

A shout came out of nowhere, causing Wu Xie to raise his head in surprise from Zhang Qiling's arms and look around, "My dear? Where are you?"

"How naive..." The fat man appeared awkwardly from the corner, holding up the thing in his hand and shaking it towards Wu Xie.

"This is the Christmas gift the two kids gave you..."

Where is the small milk bottle?

Nothing at all.

Wu Xie was disappointed, but then he discovered that the fat man was holding a doll with black hair and black eyes, and filled with light cotton. If he tapped it gently, the doll would call him "uncle" in a crisp voice.

"This...this is..." Wu Xie looked at the fat man blankly, "Why would there be this at home?"

Oh,

Yes.

They didn't allow me to open the gifts I received at Christmas, so they just left them at home.

I naturally didn't know about the existence of this thing...

Wu Xie held the cotton doll that looked like a small milk bottle and choked up, "I'm not a small milk bottle. I'm a grown man. Who wants to play with this?"

Having said that, his hands honestly held the doll tightly.

I touched the baby's face, my nose felt sore and I couldn't stop crying.

turn out to be......

It turns out that they had thought of separation so long ago...

Or maybe, at the very beginning of this hard-won meeting, someone was anxiously counting the days and counting down...

"Fatty, you have to be kind and you can't laugh at me. I don't want to cry, but these...these tears just can't stop..."

Wu Xie has never been a person with well-developed tear glands. At least in recent years, there are very few things that can make him cry.

People who don't care about life and death have already taken everything lightly.

But this time, it was as if he wanted to vent all the tears he had accumulated over the years all at once, like a dam bursting, and Wu Xie almost became dehydrated.

The fat man touched his nose and said, "Tian Nai, what are you thinking? Am I such a person who would kick someone when he's down?"

"The little brother is still here. There is only one person on each side, right? Look at it calmly. At least the little brother is not dead yet."

"Get lost!" Wu Xie was furious. "Why are you dying? A dog can't spit out ivory! They just went home!"

"Okay, okay, you're right." The fat man raised his hand as if begging for mercy, motioning Zhang Qiling to keep an eye on Wu Xie, and staggered away. "Little brother, you keep an eye on Tian Zhen, I'm going back to sleep first~"

Wu Xie cried out "Wow" and threw himself into Zhang Qiling's arms, sobbing and aggrieved, "If I tell others about my condition, they will laugh at me to death."

"No." Zhang Qiling placed his warm palm against the back of Wu Xie's head, stroking his fur soothingly.

"Although... Although I knew from the beginning that they would leave sooner or later, but... but..." Wu Xie looked up at Zhang Qiling, his eyes as crystal clear as glass, full of heartache, "When I think about you having to go back and suffer, I feel heartbroken..."

Wu Xie's appearance was so pitiful, and his words made people feel pity for him.

Why are you so stupid?

Zhang Qiling couldn't help but kiss Wu Xie's forehead, stroked his slightly wet temples and his sweaty back with his fingers, and finally held Wu Xie's sweaty hands...

Even the body couldn't help but project the pain of its master.

Wu Xie is really sad.

Very...sad...

His heart ached even more than he let on.

It makes people just want to love him well...

Even those who originally just wanted to try it out can't help but keep going deeper.

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and accurately held Wu Xie's chubby lips, waiting patiently for Wu Xie to accept him.

"Hmm..." A fragile moan came from Wu Xie's throat and was quickly swallowed into his stomach.

Vertical day,

When Wu Xie woke up again, he felt that he had been broken into pieces and could never be put back together.

damned!

His first time was on the hard floor!

When Wu Xie thought about how he almost had to go to the hospital because of a broken bone, he felt cold all over. He might as well wash the garlic o(╥﹏╥)o

Old age is not guaranteed -

Oh--

It turned out that feeling cold all over was not just his illusion, he was really shivering from the cold.

Where is the little brother?

Wu Xie turned over with difficulty and was shocked to find that he was the only one on the bed.

Shit, could it be that Zhang Qiling didn’t want to take responsibility and ran away?? ! !

Wu Xie opened and closed his mouth rapidly, but no sound came out.

I...Isn't it possible that I have been poisoned and made mute?? ! !

Wu Xie covered his neck in disbelief.

He can't even sit up now. If no one finds him, he will really starve to death at home QAQ

Wu Xiesheng lay on the bed with no hope in his heart. He just felt

Somewhere in use, it was twitching in protest.

Zhang Qiling was so frightened last night that I guess he had a fever.

He really doesn't know how to be gentle and considerate to women!

Wu Xie muttered and rubbed his eyes hard.

Oh--

His beautiful eyes were swollen beyond recognition, like two steamed buns hanging on his face that was caused by excessive indulgence.

Wu Xie was so angry that he got furious and punched the quilt.

Hearing the sudden voice of "Uncle" coming from under the quilt, Wu Xie couldn't help but smile with joy, but he quickly calmed down.

It's not the little bottle, it's the doll...

Wu Xie took the doll out of the quilt with great effort and held it in his arms with dejected look.

Our little baby is still cute.

As soon as Zhang Qiling entered the room, he found that Wu Xie had woken up. He was holding the baby with an unpredictable look on his face. No one knew what he was thinking.

Thinking about what happened last night, even Zhang Qiling couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Wu Xie," Zhang Qiling called out.

Wu Xie buried his head in the baby's arms and ignored him.

The baby kept calling "Uncle, Uncle".

"Get up and eat something?" Zhang Qiling gently took the baby out of Wu Xie's arms, held his face, and asked softly.

Wu Xie pursed his lips, but looking at that face, it was hard for him to get angry, so he could only nod frustratedly.

Knowing that Wu Xie was currently unable to move, Zhang Qiling carefully carried Wu Xie up and let him use him as a backrest.

He had just cooked the porridge in the morning and put a lot of brown sugar in it.

Wu Xie doesn't like sweet food and feels a little disgusted by it.

"Your throat is injured. You can only eat liquid food now. I'll make you delicious food when you get better." Zhang Qiling explained in a gentle voice.

Wu Xie curled his lips.

I don’t know who caused the injury to my throat.

Yesterday he shouted until his throat was hoarse, but someone still refused to

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Seeing that he was still in a bad mood, Zhang Qiling rubbed Wu Xie's face with his cheek and asked in a low voice: "I didn't do well, will you come next time?"

Wu Xie blinked twice with joy. He didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity facing the big bottle. So he "reluctantly" forgave Zhang Qiling's recklessness this time.

After all, she has been a widower for decades, so it is normal for her to be unable to control herself when she first starts eating meat.

normal,

Wu Xie comforted himself and then rubbed against him affectionately.

Very easy to coax.

Zhang Qiling kissed his swollen eyes and fed Wu Xie porridge spoonful by spoonful.

"Open your mouth."

"what--"