The next day, at noon.

The rain was pouring down.

With a bang, the cellar exit was shut.

*

Shizi's bedroom.

The little milk bag in a pink skirt opened her eyes, she sat up, and her two little hands pulled out the toffee in the pocket of her clothes.

The little and cheeks bulged, and the eyes that seemed to be rippling with water looked at the eldest lady who was walking towards her.

The eldest lady smiled kindly, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness.

Shen Yunhe leaned over slightly, reached out and grabbed Qianshu's hand pulling the candy paper, and her tone was very concerned: "Qiansu girl, are you still unwell?" ”

The little milk bag listened to the words of the eldest lady, silently pulled away the grabbed hand, pulled away the candy wrapper, and bit the toffee.

Qian Su pinched the candy paper in her soft hands, her eyes looked at Shen Yunhe's eyes, and her voice was soft.

"Of course there is, it hurts so much to be whipped by a whip, how can you be in good health."

Shen Yunhe withdrew his fingers.

The next moment.

Shen Yunhe's hand hidden in her sleeve pinched her palm tightly, and a touch of killing intent flashed in her eyes, even she didn't notice it.

*

Qianyue was locked in a secret room by the general's subordinates, and no matter how Qianyue spilled, none of her subordinates let her out.

It didn't take long.

Chizuki saw another of the general's subordinates.

Qianyue gritted her teeth and her eyes widened with rage.

"You let Miss Ben out!"

This subordinate is none other than the fiancé assigned by the general to Qianyue, who has hated this beggar-born subordinate since she was a child, and she feels that she is a daughter of the general's mansion, and this subordinate is incomparable and unworthy of her.

"Even if the eldest lady is the general's daughter and my fiancée, I will not let my brother show mercy." The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, and a pair of eyes looked at Qianyue without emotion.

Chizuki's heart: Suddenly, there was a bad premonition.

"You, what the hell are you trying to say?" Chizuki took a step back, her tone a little nervous.

The young man's expression was cold: "The eldest lady moved someone who shouldn't have moved, and she needs to be punished." ”

…

The other side.

In the cellar, the dark corners of the clothes were on the ground.

The owner of the corner of the clothes, the smell of blood emanated from his wrists.

Ignoring the pain in his wrist, Qianming ruthlessly tore open a small corner of his clothes, and bandaged the wound on his wrist without hesitation.

The sound of "tick-tock" rang out in the cellar.

Qian Ming raised his head slightly, his eyes caught a glimpse of the rain leak, and his thin red lips hooked up a grim smile.

In the previous life, he was misunderstood by his father because he entered this cellar......

Thinking of this, Qian Ming turned around and grabbed the sharp dagger on the broken wooden table.

Suddenly, there was a "thump" sound overhead.

Qian Ying looked up and saw that the exit from the cellar had been opened.

The little milk bag was soaking wet, and the position on her body that had been whipped by the whip was faintly painful.

She walked down the steps with a clattering sound.

The little milk bag quickly ran in front of Qian Ming and squatted down.

Her eyes were red and she looked pitiful, and she raised her two little hands to grasp the corners of the little boy's torn clothes.

"Brother, I thought you didn't want to be crispy." Qiansu said aggrievedly.

Tears burst into tears and fell onto the back of the little boy's injured hand.

The little boy was stunned for a while, he came back to his senses, looked at the raindrops and dirt on the face of the thousand crisp doll, frowned slightly, and looked cold and indifferent.

"I didn't want you, and you also saw that my brother was trapped in the cellar, so he didn't come to see you after you woke up." He didn't explain it to the rabbit, he didn't like to see it, and the rabbit looked like he had been greatly wronged.

Qian Su let go of the corner of the little boy's clothes, stared at the wound on the back of the little boy's hand, and she pursed her mouth.

The little boy looked at the little rabbit in front of him and stopped crying, raised a hand stiffly, and gently wiped off the little rabbit. Thousand. Flaky. Rabbit. Tears in the corners of the child's eyes.

Qian Su was stunned for a moment.

Her eyes were red, and her wet eyes stared at Qianming without blinking.

For some reason, he suddenly felt some heat in his ears.

The little milk bag saw that the tips of Qianming's ears were faintly pink, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Moment.

Small. Thousand. Flaky. Milk. Pack. Grabbing Qianming's injured hand, he lowered his head, lifted his pink lips lightly, and gently blew on the back of Qianming's hand.

Qian Ming lowered his eyebrows, looking at the appearance of the little milk bag bowing his head and blowing, he looked puzzled: "What are you doing here?" ”

The little milk bag raised her head, a pair of clear apricot eyes, and looked at Qianming's puzzled eyes at the moment.

"Brother, as you said, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Whoo doesn't hurt anymore? Did he really say such a thing?

Qian Ming looked at the little milk bag suspiciously.

The corners of the little milk bag are upturned into a smile, and her eyes blink twice, looking very cute.

Qianming: Okay, just as he said it.

*

When the little milk bag is finished blowing, raise your hand to wipe the dirt off your face.

Qian Su sniffed slightly, and her eyes saw the dirt on her palms, and her eyes began to redden.

Her eyes were moist, and tears were falling down her face.

"Brother, isn't the crispy crisp very dirty now, woo." The little milk bag said, and the tears couldn't stop falling.

Qianming saw the little rabbit crying, pinched the left side of the little milk bag with his fingers, and an unnoticed tenderness flashed in his eyes.

The tone was unconsciously gentle: "Well, it's really dirty." ”

Speaking of this, Qian Ming let go of the little rabbit's soft left face, grabbed the little rabbit's wrist with one hand, and pulled it into his arms.

The little rabbit's nose hit Qianming's chest, she reached out and rubbed the tip of her slightly reddened nose, and looked up at Qianming's face.

"Why is my brother in the cellar, is there any treasure in the cellar?" Qianshu's tone was dumbfounded, and his voice was well-behaved and glutinous.

There is no treasure in the cellar, just something that Shen Yunhe collects men's underwear.

In the last life, Shen Yunhe tricked his father into the cellar in order to misunderstand that he liked men.

thought that he knew Shen Yunhe's plan and should not be hit, but he still entered the cellar.

Only this time he was thrown in a sack.

The exit was covered by something, and he couldn't get out.

In addition, when I woke up, I found that I had been injured.

Thinking of this, Qian Ming's eyes lowered and fell on the face of the little milk bag.

"How did you get in?"

The little milk bag stretched out her soft white fingers, hugged Qianming's thin waist hanging from the little rabbit jade pendant, she tilted her head slightly, and her harmless apricot eyes looked at Qianming's eyes.

Qian Ming looked at the clear apricot eyes of the little milk bag, as if he had seen two clear and translucent black gems without any flaws.

The little boy wanted to reach out and touch the eyes of Qianshu, which were like black gems.

"The crispy came in with your hands and after lifting the lid covering the cellar." Of course, there were also a few pieces of wood pressed on the lid, which she easily removed.

Hearing Qianshu's soft and sweet voice, the little boy frowned: "Your strength is a bit big." ”

The little milk bag lowered her eyes, looked at the rabbit jade pendant on Qianming's waist, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "Brother, when are we leaving the cellar?" ”