Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Chu Muhan looked around, and found that the inconspicuous utility room still had anti-theft windows.

It makes people suspicious, and even more curious about the things piled in the utility room.

He picked up a small branch from the ground, folded it in half, inserted it into the lock, and picked it a few times. After a while, he heard a 'click', and the lock was opened. Song Qianxi opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Wow, you still have This skill."

"Qin Muyang learned it."

Chu Muhan pushed open the heavy wooden door, and what came into view was rows of neatly stacked wooden boxes, which were clean and spotless, in stark contrast to the dilapidated condition outside the house.

He frowned, and led Song Qianxi into the room. When he closed the door, he found that the color of the wooden door inside was not right. He knocked on it, and the dull sound echoed in the empty utility room, "No wonder it's so heavy, it turned out to be a metal door."

Song Qianxi was puzzled: "How can such a good material be used as a door for a utility room?"

Chu Muhan stepped forward and touched the edge of the wooden box, "The answer is inside."

He picked up the shovel standing on the wall and pried open a wooden box closest to him. Rows of long guns covered with straw came into view. He was startled, "These wooden boxes are full of guns."

He is not as good at guns as Qin Muyang, and he can't recognize uncommon models at a glance. He picked up the gun and weighed it, took a look at it skillfully, and confirmed the model, "These are all smuggled goods."

Hearing this, Song Qianxi was stunned for a moment. He had only heard this word in TV dramas and movies. He never thought that one day he would be so close to him. "But why are the smugglers on the island? There are no cruise ships here."

Chu Muhan put the gun back, closed the wooden box, and said leisurely: "There are no cruise ships where Sister Mengxue lives, but there must be ones here. They live here to hide people's eyes and ears. And no country can trade on the high seas." manage."

They must have taken a fancy to this to dare to do whatever they want.

Song Qianxi was dizzy and unable to concentrate. She sat on the ground leaning against the wooden box, frowning wearily.

Seeing this, Chu Muhan sat down beside her, "Go to sleep when you're tired."

Song Qianxi nodded and leaned on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a 'gurgling' sound broke the silence.

Chu Muhan frowned, "I'll help you find something to eat."

As soon as he got up, he was held back by Song Qianxi, and as soon as he lowered his head, he met her clear eyes, blinking her big eyes and looking at him pitifully, "I don't want to eat, why don't you go?"

She wasn't quite out of the horror in the basement yet.

Seeing her like this, Chu Muhan was reluctant to leave, but thinking that she hadn't eaten for two days, he could only ruthlessly refuse, "Be good, I'll be right back."

She still didn't let go, Chu Muhan said earnestly: "You still have to run at night, you don't eat to replenish your strength and you want me to carry you all the time? Or are we just waiting to die here?"

When Song Qianxi heard this, she lowered her eyes and let go of her hand.

Chu Muhan patted her head lovingly and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'll be back soon, stay here obediently, and don't make a sound except for me."

After explaining, he left the utility room.

Song Qianxi was the only one left in the huge room. When she hugged her knees with her hands as if returning to the basement, the gloomy feeling hit her again, making her scalp numb and her hair stand on end.

When Chu Muhan came back, he saw Song Qianxi trembling like a helpless kitten, suffocating with distress, put down his food and quickly hugged her cold body into his arms, "Qianxi, wake up."