From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Zhang Qiling did not move, but just pursed his lips slightly, as if the warm touch still remained on his lips, making him look a little dazed. If someone looked closely, they would find that the tips of Zhang Qiling's ears were slightly red.

This touch of red made Zhang Qiling, the cold and noble god, tainted with a bit of worldly things, and made the high and mighty god step down from the altar.

Hei Xia Zi couldn't help but widen his eyes, and through the cover of his black sunglasses, he boldly stared at the tip of Zhang Qiling's ear, with a teasing smile on his face, his mouth almost reaching his ears.

Zhang Qiling didn't look at Hei Xia Zi, but he knew what he was thinking. Hei Xia Zi turned around without moving, and continued to hang upside down in the air with his back to Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu.

Suddenly the scenery changed, and Hei Xia Zi touched his nose awkwardly. He was caught while peeking at others kissing, and it was quite weird!

This little dumb Zhang has the same temperament as the big dumb Zhang. He will do bad things secretly to take revenge on the blind man for watching his show!

“Cough, cough, cough…” Upon seeing this, the fat man immediately coughed a few times, “Then… Wang Meng, light the fire, grill the meat quickly, or the fire will go out later.”

"Oh oh oh..." Wang Meng picked up the skewer of meat next to him and put it on the grill like a frightened rabbit.

Wuxie finally pried the fat man's big hands open and wanted to say something, but he saw that everyone had a strange expression. He was naive, but not stupid.

"Fatty, why did you cover my eyes?" Wuxie puffed up his face and asked in a low voice angrily.

Xie Yuchen walked to Wuxie and patted him on the shoulder, "Wuzhi, that's great!"

After saying that, Xie Yuchen walked over to Wang Meng and sat down, ready to help grill the skewers.

This made Wu Xie feel itchy and curious. He just saw Mo Jiu hugging Zhang Qiling and saying he wanted to kiss her. He didn't see clearly whether they kissed or not, because his eyes were covered. He wanted to know whether they kissed or not, and where they kissed?

Wuxie wanted to ask the young man, but the young man gave him a cold look, and Wuxie timidly shrank back onto the fat man.

Is the guy angry? He didn't offend the guy, did he?

"Smells so good..." Mo Jiu put his little head on Zhang Qiling's neck and sniffed like a puppy.

Wuxie looked on in amazement, a strange feeling coming over him.

"Ah wu..."

Mo Jiu opened her little mouth and bit Zhang Qiling's neck directly, with the expression on her face like a cat smelling mint leaves.

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and tilted it slightly to look at the hairy head. He stretched out his slender hair and pointed his finger at Mo Jiu's forehead and snapped it.

"Snapped!"

"Aww...aoww..."

"It hurts... My little brother is so bad, it hurts Xiaojiu..."

“Wow…Ah…Ah…”

A cry as loud as the collapse of the sky was heard, and Mo Jiu was seen holding his head that was hit and whimpering in grievance, but only the crying sound was heard, and no golden beans were seen falling.

Instead, the neighbors within a hundred miles were shocked by Mo Jiu's crying.

Which parent disciplines a naughty child so badly?

Wu Xie and the others also suffered splitting headaches from Mo Jiu's crying. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling acted in time to block the "evil sound filling their ears".

"Thirty thousand times the rule." Zhang Qiling said coldly.

"Burp!" Mo Jiu paused for a second and burped, staring at Zhang Qiling with tears in his big round eyes. "No copying."

Very good, even when drunk I remember not wanting to copy books.

Zhang Qiling pulled Mo Jiu, who had become obedient and did not dare to act crazy while drunk and teasing him, back to the living room, took out the spiritual tea from his sleeve, brewed a cup and forced Mo Jiu to drink it.