Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Just when Wu Lingmei was planning her travel route after learning the car book.

There was a small commotion in the seat in front of him.

After Xiao Shanqing saw Wu Ling, his expression froze, and he was like a wooden man, his face was purple and purple, and he looked like he was deprived of oxygen.

Panzi, who was still on the side, saw that his expression was wrong, and reached out and smashed his back.

Only then did Xiao Shanqing lift it up in one breath to avoid suffocating herself.

"Shhh

He covered his lower abdomen, put his head on Pan Zi's body and slowed down for a while, before he trembled

and said, "I said Da Pan, if your hand is an inch down, my brother's sexual blessing will be smashed into your hand."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, Lao Tzu put his strength away. Pan Zi saw him put his head on his arm, and pushed his head to the side with a look of disgust.

How rough and rough the action is.

Because Xiao Shanqing is a clerk, his strength is not as great as Pan Zi.

This time, he pushed him and sat directly on the seat next to him.

Xiao Shanqing rubbed his aching waist, looked up at Pan Zi, and said with bared teeth:

"I said Da Pan, can you be gentle with me, but I am also two years older than you, do you know how to respect the old and love the young?

Pan Zi felt a pain in his abdomen, and replied casually.

He ripped off his shirt and found that his abdomen had been scratched by a large piece of skin when he had just been dragged by the forbidden woman, and blood was flowing.

Xiao Shanqing was not angry when he scolded him, but smiled on his face, and with the black suit on his body, he was a bit of a scumbag and a smiling tiger.

But in the next second, when his smiling gaze fell on the wound on Panzi's abdomen, he paused and frowned.

"How do you get this?"

he said, he was about to reach out and touch it, but Pan Zi slapped the back of his hand.

"Shhh Xiao Shanqing shrank his fingers, looked at the back of his hand that was reddened, and sighed with some resentment:

"Da Pan, you are so indifferent, the two of us are also colleagues, do you want to be so ruthless?"

Pan Zi didn't want to play with him, so he slapped his head to the side.

Xiao Shanqing couldn't be annoyed, seeing that he was still quite strong in calling himself, he didn't look abnormal, and his frowning brows were slightly relaxed.

Then he used Pan Zi's strength to put his head on the back of the seat behind him with a slippery slip, and turned his head to look at Wu Ling, who was obediently looking at the environment of the car.

After Xiao Shanqing saw Wu Ling's face, his heart was still a little complicated, and it could be said that he had all the ups and downs.

After nearly ten years, Xiao Shanqing was undoubtedly happy to see his little master again.

But he was also a little apprehensive, after all, he had picked up his little master on the plane to Germany.

That's 10 years.

Although Bi Shanqing was mentally prepared at that time, when he set sail on Wu Ling's plane.

He was a man in his 30s who was more than 1.8 meters tall, and he was hiding in the toilet to wipe his tears.

It was the only time in his life that he cried so sadly.

Parting is always painful.

Still, it's okay.

Parting will eventually be reunited.

Xiao Shanqing looked at the white and pure little boy in front of him, and it was no exaggeration to say that his fingertips were shaking.

He was now full of thoughts in his head, his throat tightened for a while, and he took a deep breath before he eased up.

Xiao Shanqing looked at the young man in front of him who was extremely similar to the child in his memory, and shouted in a somewhat soft voice:

"Little master."

Wu Ling was originally planning his own small route for tourism with his head down, and when he heard the movement in front of him, he raised his head.

As a result, I faced a face with a somewhat ugly smile.

What do you say about this face? It seems to be happy but also sad, and there is sadness and a hint of entanglement in it.

To be honest, it's ugly.

Wu Ling blinked, and just looked at this big face for a second, and a large amount of memory suddenly rushed into his mind.

Wu Ling was already somewhat familiar with this feeling, and it was not strange to recall the sudden extra fragments in his mind.

It's just that this memory seems to have 'grown' a little.

The protagonist is no longer a milky little ball, but a young boy about eight or nine years old.

It's just that this little boy doesn't look like he's in good health.

In the memories that poured into Wu Ling's mind, it seemed to be in the courtyard in the afternoon.

The wind moves, the grass is light, and the sun is shining.

In the courtyard, a young man wearing a string of white jade Buddha beads on his wrist held a transformer that had just been carved out of wood.

Smiling and playing with an eight or nine-year-old child on the steps.

The atmosphere between the two is harmonious, and it can even be said that they are very happy.

Age doesn't seem to be a constraint, and the two are like a pair of good friends at this time.

Eating snacks together, playing Transformers together, and being chased by hornets together.

That memory seems a little distant, but the emotions in it are good and happy.

Wu Ling's gaze fell on the face of the bespectacled young man in front of him through that somewhat distant memory.

The young man holding the Transformers inside and the smiling and somewhat perverted young man in front of him seem to coincide, but they seem to be a little different.

Wu Ling looked at the unfamiliar glasses on the face of the person in front of him, as well as the strange smile, and tilted his head in confusion.

Suddenly, his gaze paused at the bead in the man's hand.

Then his expression was stunned, as if he had confirmed something, he slapped his thigh

, said "ah" in his mouth, and shouted excitedly:

"It's really you......"

Xiao Shanqing was originally a little apprehensive, and trembled under the voice of his little master.

He saw that his little master's expression was a little surprised, and his heart also lifted.

Just when he thought that his young master recognized him and wanted to call out his name, he felt nervous and excited.

But he suddenly heard his little young master shouting

: "Transformers!"

Xiao Shanqing: "......"

Ha?

The expression on his face froze, and he looked at his own young master in a little confusion, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was not hooked up, nor was it down.

"Poof-" Pan Zi next to him came over with a bandage in his hand.

As a result, next to the two people he just came, he heard what his little master said, and he couldn't help laughing immediately.

His laughter drew the attention of both of them.

Wu Ling's eyes lit up when he saw Panzi, and then he thought of the scene where Panzi was dragged by his hair in the school just now.

A trace of worry quickly flashed in his eyes, and he asked with worry in his mouth, "Uncle Pan, how are you?