Qingtian looked at the little girl who was sent in, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that she was a little girl who was only more than ten years old, and silently thought in her heart, "Three years starts, the highest death penalty." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info", Qingtian despised the merry young master up and down, inside and out.

He hasn't grown up at the age of ten, and he's really going to do it... Brat!

However, the strange thing is that Wu Qingqiu did not drive out Xiao Gao Xiao Xiao and Qing Tian. Xiao Gao kindly pushed a stool over to Qingtian, Qingtian sat down unceremoniously, turned his head to look out the window, but listened to Wu Qingqiu's movements.

Wu Qingqiu took a sip of tea and beckoned the little girl to come over.

The little girl didn't seem to understand what she was doing here, but she was a little cowardly and didn't dare to take a step. In addition, Wu Qingqiu has a beautiful appearance, she has never seen such a good-looking person, and her actions are even more restrained.

Wu Qingqiu was a little patient in these things, he pinched a piece of pastry on the table with two fingers, and said softly: "Come, come to my brother's place to eat a piece of candy." ”

The little girl came from a poor family, and she had never eaten any snacks since she was a child, let alone a small, cute, sweet and fragrant little snack, looking at the dim sum in Wu Qingqiu's hand, she unconsciously moved to the table.

"Is it delicious?" Wu Qingqiu wiped the debris off his hands, dragged a chair next to him with one hand, and pulled the little girl towards the carved bed with the other.

The little girl had short legs, and she almost ran over with the kicks and taps under her feet, and said glutinously as she ran: "It's delicious." ”

Wu Qingqiu pressed the little girl to sit on the chair, and he was half-lying on the carved bed, closing his eyes slightly.

"Is Big Brother nice to you?" he whispered with his eyes closed.

The little girl straightened her waist, put her legs together, sat upright with her hands on her legs, and said in a serious and crisp voice: "Okay!"

Wu Qingqiu smiled when he heard this, he leaned on the shelf of the big bed, closed his eyes slightly, kept kneading and pressing his temples with one hand, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was only a shallow smile.

But no matter how you look at that smile, it's from the bottom of your heart.

Big brother looks so good when he laughs. The little girl thought to herself.

This little kid looks pretty handsome. Xiao Qingtian said in her heart.

"Since the big brother is really good to you, can you sing a song to your brother?"

The little girl answered sweetly, and her soft voice swept out of the room.

The little girl was probably raised by a farmer's family, and when she was a child, she followed her elders to the fields many times, singing about the hard work of farmers, advocating that everyone harvest is not easy to cherish the grain. Wu Qingqiu laughed again when he heard this.

The atmosphere in the house was surprisingly good.

The sun was gradually rising outside the window, and the sunlight shone brightly on the side of the little girl's face through the wide open window, and the fine fluff on the little girl's reddened little face could be clearly seen in this scene.

Xiao Qingtian's heart suddenly swelled with warmth.

This scene is completely quiet and good.

Of course, if the location is not on Willow Street.

Suddenly, there was a lot of movement outside the door, the creaking of adults running on the wooden staircase, and then the noise of a crowd of people.

"Stop him, stop him!" the shouts of the guys in Qixianglou and the panting voice of Zheng's mother sounded outside the door.

Wu Qingqiu's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and then closed slowly. The little girl's sweet voice swayed out the door.

"Bang dang!" The door slammed open.

The voice was so loud that the little girl paused, her body shrank visibly, and then she turned her head to look at the door.

"Brother!" the little girl jumped off her stool and threw herself at the door.

A big man with a big shoulder and a round waist hugged the little girl with a half-meter-long machete, and then stood forward and blocked the little girl tightly behind him.

His eyes were red, and the machete in his hand pointed at Wu Qingqiu, who was still with his eyes closed on the bed, and Xiao Gao swept over with a low voice, blocking the front of the bed vigilantly.

Wu Qingqiu opened his eyes leisurely, his eyes that swept towards everyone were calm, and he couldn't see the real thoughts in his heart on his face. Maybe he was too confident in Xiao Gao and Xiao Xiao, he didn't care about the knife in the big man's hand at all, but first looked at the little girl behind the big man who timidly showed a small head: "Why don't you sing to my brother?"

"Wu Qingqiu, don't bully others!" The little girl didn't speak, the big man roared first, and the machete in his hand faintly showed signs of getting out of his hand.

Wu Qingqiu got up from the bed and sat down, straightened the robe on his body, and said, "When did I, Wu Qingqiu, stop bullying others?"

"You!" The flesh on the big man's face trembled, obviously angry at this shameless person, "Yaya, she's only ten years old!"

"What about being ten years old?" Wu Qingqiu's chin raised, "Didn't you enter this shop just to earn this silver?"

Qinglou sometimes goes out to buy some good women to come in, and let them do some rough chores to eat. Wait until you are almost old and then let it out, but how many people can be released innocently after staying in such a place for a few years?

Although this big man also knew that there would be this day after all, he didn't expect this day to come so quickly. Sent his sister in, hesitated outside for a long time, and when he made up his mind to take his sister out again, he was told that his sister, who was just ten years old, was taken away by the unconscionable young master Wu Qingqiu.

How can you not be angry?

The big man endured it again and again, but now he was poked in the sore spot again, and he was furious on the spot, and ran to the bed with a kitchen knife.

Xiao Low stopped in front of him and pulled his arm to put him down, but he didn't expect that the butcher who usually kills pigs was very strong, and he turned over and pulled Xiao Low's leg on him and dragged Xiao Low down.

The machete slashed at Wu Qingqiu's shoulder.

Blood splattered.

"Little master!" The little master's heart burst out of the black whip, the whip snake was flexible and wrapped around the big man's arm, his hand was jerked, and at the same time, his foot flew to the big man's wrist, the machete took off his hand, and wiped the tips of the ears of the onlookers, "ding!" and "ding!" disappeared into the wall, and in the blink of an eye, the big man was already kneeling on the ground.

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and Xiao Gaosheng used brute force to abolish the two hands of the big man.

This series of actions was completed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Qingtian was dazzled by the sidelines. And what surprised her the most was that the little young master named Wu Qingqiu actually fell on the bed and screamed.

Although there was really a lot of blood, the young master didn't look like a person who couldn't bear the pain before.

Odd.

"Little master, bear with me. Xiao Low stood on the edge of the bed and bandaged Wu Qingqiu neatly.

"It hurts to death, and I can bear it!" Wu Qingqiu dragged the pillow on the bed and threw it towards the door, "Look at anything! Give it to the master, I'll get out!"

is a rich young master who can't bear the slightest hardship.

"You!" Wu Qingqiu's empty hand suddenly pointed at Xiao Gao, "Get him for me!" He pointed to the big man on the ground who had fainted in pain.

Xiao Gao obediently dragged the big man to the bed.

"You dare to cut the master, you are impatient!" Wu Qingqiu said viciously, and kicked at the big man with his feet.

The unconscious big man snorted, and soon he was injured, but Wu Qingqiu was still dissatisfied, and he didn't care that Xiao Low was bandaging his wounds, so he stood up and stepped on the person on the ground fiercely.

It wasn't until he was out of breath that he sat back on the bed, his chest heaving.