CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

Meng Yao touched Pooh's nostrils with trembling fingers.

really.

She is no longer breathing.

She is dead.

died!

......

Mengyao took two steps back powerlessly, her expression was full of sadness and despair.

She is only nine years old.

she died.

Died so suddenly.

It turned out to be because of a shell.

It's ridiculous.

absurd!

Mengyao closed her eyes in despair.

She thought she was going to cry a lot, but in the end she found that she didn't shed a single tear.

maybe.

She has been through too much.

I have seen too many life and death.

I don't care anymore.

......

She froze in place for several minutes before she calmed down and faced the matter.

It's too hot here.

If Pooh's body is left here too long, it will rot and stink, attracting beasts.

She never did her part as a mother.

After Pooh died.

How could she let her bones be exposed to the wild and eaten raw by beasts?

No.

She wants to bury her.

She must bury her.

......

Trembling, Meng Yao jumped onto the cart, and hugged Pooh's cold body into her arms.

Those two dogs were very smart, they understood the whole thing, and were weeping and sympathizing with the little master at the moment.

But they didn't feel sad for too long, but quickly stood up straight, and then walked forward with their own sense of smell.

After more than four hours, the two dogs stopped.

Mengyao looked at the surrounding environment and found that this was the bottom of a hill.

Looking up, there are boundless mountains.

They are at the foot of the mountain at the moment.

.......

Mengyao jumped out of the car with Pooh in her arms, planning to dig a hole to bury her in the soil.

There are no tools here, so she can only do it with bare hands.

Due to the high temperature, the soil here is very stiff.

In less than 2 minutes, the back of her hand was covered with bloodstains.

But how can she care about these now?

Her heart was already filled with sorrow.

In her mind, those pictures of Pooh getting along with her always appeared inexplicably.

I still remember when Pooh was three years old, she didn't like milk powder and insisted on eating porridge for every meal.

She asked her: "Why do you want to eat porridge? Isn't this what you should eat at your age?"

"Because Mommy likes porridge, so do I!" She responded with a childish voice.

It's a pity that now she not only doesn't like milk powder, she doesn't even like porridge.

Because she is dead.

She has left this world forever.

Once upon a time, she was innocent and pure like a little princess, living a carefree life.

Once upon a time, she accompanied her to fall, and was tortured in this ghost place, life was worse than death.

.......

This may be a relief for her.

Rather than stay in this world in pain.

Might as well leave forever.

At least after she died.

There is no need to cry in the middle of the night, saying that I dreamed about the broken corpses and brains in the rainforest.

At least after she died.

She didn't have to endure the high temperature here every day, which made her whole body hot.

At least after she died.

She would no longer have to face her cruel mother, and no longer had to endure her violent temper whenever she said it.

How good.

How good.

.......

The two big dogs were helping to dig the soil, whimpering from time to time, and their eyes were already soaked.

As for the puppy raised by Pooh, he kept shaking her hand beside Pooh, hoping that she would wake up.

only possible.

Everything is just wished for.

Everything is impossible.

......

After more than two hours, she and the two big dogs finally dug a pit more than half a meter deep, and the hard soil was covered with her and the big dogs' blood.

It was noon at this moment, and the weather was terribly hot.

She was afraid that the rancid smell from Pooh's body would attract those beasts, so she didn't dare to delay.

She ignored the erosive wound on her hand, stood up directly, and walked towards Pooh.

But when she walked over, she found that Pooh...wasn't dead?

She was looking at herself with wide eyes at this moment, her complexion lost the darkness and turned pale.

"Pooh?" She reached out and caressed Pooh's cheek in disbelief, and the blood dripped down the back of her hand onto Pooh's face.

"Mom, Mommy." Pooh replied in fear, and the blood on her hands made her terrified.

After the two big dogs heard the voice of the little master, they were so excited that they endured the severe pain in their limbs and walked towards them.

"Pooh, you're not dead?" Her voice trembled a little with excitement.

Pooh shook his head, a look of horror on his face.

Mengyao took a deep breath, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Although she had thousands of words, in the end she found that she couldn't say a word.

"Since you're not dead, let's go on the road again." She said blankly, and then helped Pooh up.

Pooh didn't know what was going on, and followed her mother with her puppy in her arms.

Mengyao carried her and the puppy into the scooter, and then sat beside her.

Just when she was about to let the two dogs go, she remembered that the hands of the two dogs were injured.

Because of digging a hole just now, their hands and feet have become bloody, how can they hurry?

But they couldn't stay in this wilderness for a long time. It would take at least ten days for the two dogs to recover from their wounds.

Mengyao thought about it in her heart, and finally made a decisive decision.

She pulls the cart herself!

She took three dogs and her daughter back!

She jumped out of the car without thinking, then picked up the two big dogs and threw them into the car.

The two big dogs barked at her twice in disbelief, as if they disagreed with her taking such a risk.

Mengyao ignored them, walked directly to the noose of the cart, picked up the noose and put it on her waist.

The weight of the cart was tens of catties, plus three dogs and one person.

This road, every step she takes.

It was as uncomfortable as being tortured in hell.

The noose tightly strangled her waist, and she clearly felt blood oozing from her waist.

But all that is not important anymore.

compared to death.

What is that little injury?

.......

It will take seven or eight days to rush back to the manor from here if there is a dog leading the way.

For a person like her who walks with difficulty, it will take half a month at the fastest.

Fortunately, the wounds of the two dogs healed within a week, and she didn't have to drag them back to the manor herself.

Today is the first day she has given the task back to the dogs.

She was still a little uncomfortable, and felt too boring.

"God, baby, why are there so many damn fleas on your hair!" Pooh suddenly said.

Mengyao turned her head to look at Pooh, with a confused expression on her face unconsciously.

Didn't she lose her breath?

How could it be revived all of a sudden?

Could it be the legendary symptoms of suspended animation?

It's also a coincidence.

There was no soil around at that time, it was all solid rock.

Otherwise, she might have buried Pooh long ago, and then went back to the manor by herself.

……

This thing is really weird.

In the dark.

As if hinting.

She will encounter other more weird things below.

And intuition told her.

It was about the estate.

……

Born said the estate was being treated as a battlefield.

So will she still be fighting when she goes back?

But now she has no way out,

She couldn't possibly live in that small town, living off Bone's handouts.

Compared to relying on men to survive.

She prefers to survive on her own.

……