After dressing as a female supporting role, I was forced to pamper the little villain

The voice of Zhaocai is very clear at this moment: [Host, please open your eyes. ]

An Yuannian slowly opened her eyes. It was pitch black and she could only see trees, bushes, wild flowers, and weeds. It was obvious that she was in the mountains, and she felt that the folding knife in her hand was still in her hand. tight.

For the first time, An Yuannian spoke to Zhaocai in a pleading tone: "Zhaocai, please tell me where he is?"

Zhaocai froze for a moment, and finally decided to tell her: "I can't tell you his exact location but I can tell you which direction he is in."

An Yuannian is very satisfied. With a direction, we can always meet each other. If we search blindly, there is a high chance that we will miss each other.

Zhaocai inquired about the direction and carefully advised: [Go straight in the direction of your right hand, he is also moving in this direction, please protect yourself, the host, I am going offline. ]

"Ah."

An Yuannian held the knife and groped to the right, she couldn't run too fast, it was too dark here and she couldn't see anything, if she was injured, she would just give her head away.

An Yuannian walked lightly and quickened her pace, but felt itching and pain in her calves. She is really a young lady who has lived a few years and is so delicate.

The boy had bruises on his forehead and cheeks. He was wearing black clothes and a black thin coat. His bony left hand covered his right arm with blood seeping out. The boy frowned.

This afternoon, after school, I saw a figure that looked very similar to my sister. I subconsciously looked at it a few more times and got caught. When I woke up again, I was blocked by people in the dilapidated van. The smell in the car was disgusting. To kill.

Because the opponent had a large number of people, he could only bear it first, and was thrown into the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, leaving only two people to watch him.

Naturally, he couldn't sit still and think of a way to untie the rope and fight with the person outside the door. He was cut by the knife drawn out by the other party, and then ran out. Between going down the mountain and going up the mountain, he chose to go up the mountain without hesitation.

Going down the mountain is a small dirt road. It won't take long for them to find out that they will be caught. They might as well run up the mountain. There must be places to hide in such a big mountain.

No more searching for another way down the mountain.

When he went up the mountain, he stepped on several panicked footprints on the way down, so he should be able to delay for a while.

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

The sound of walking reached Qi Yiheng's ears, did he catch up so quickly?

It's not clear how many people can't fight hard.

Qi Yiheng lowered his body and hid behind the tree, looking at the white figures in the distance that fluctuated up and down, with black flickering from time to time.

You can see it for a while and you can't see it for a while.

Qi Yiheng only felt a chill down his back, did he meet a ghost?

Looking at the approaching figure with those charming peach blossom eyes, one can tell whether it is a human or a ghost.

An Yuannian walked all the way too fast and didn't care about the long hair that fell out. The rubber bands were wrapped around the wrists, and the black hair was stuck on the face. The white nightgown was also dirty, and she had to bend over to touch the slippers that fell off several times on the road. Or turn back and pick it up.

"what!"

A black figure sprang out from her side and pressed her to the ground. Her long black hair covered her cheeks, her face was tightly pressed against the ground, stones, sand, and branches rested on her face. She could clearly feel that there must be a tear on her cheek. Skin.

The whole person was lying on the ground and his neck was held down, and he ate a mouthful of dirt.

Qi Yiheng felt the slender neck under his hands, the normal temperature, the beating pulse, and the girl's voice.

girl voice?

The young man's deep and hoarse voice reached An Yuannian's ears: "Who are you?"

An Yuannian was so subdued that he couldn't move, he thumped his legs twice and ended in failure.

An Yuannian gritted his teeth and said, "I am your father."

An Yuannian almost rolled his eyes as he pinched An Yuannian with more strength from the young man's subordinates. The young man relaxed and asked again: "Who are you?"

An Yuannian took a deep breath, and sucked in a few mouthfuls of soil: "Cough cough...cough cough me...cough let go first...cough me."

Qi Yiheng lowered his head and thought, watching the girl who was in a mess on the ground and finally let her go.

An Yuannian got up from the ground and turned her back to Qi Yiheng and tied her black hair with a rubber band. Although she was in a hurry, she would definitely not be able to run away unless she made it clear.

"Bah, bah, bah... I'm here... to save my brother."

Listening to the familiar voice, Qi Yiheng slightly squinted his eyes and looked at the girl who turned back.

The moonlight shines on her face, half of her fair skin is cool and beautiful, half of her face is gray, and there are scratches and blood oozing from the skin.

The whole person is in a mess, and the white nightgown is only a little better than the beggar's clothes at the moment.

"Sister...sister...sister."

An Yuannian pretended to lower her head and spit out the dust in her mouth, but her hands kept touching the pocket knife on the ground. After touching the pocket knife, she opened it and pointed the tip at the boy.

The boy's words "sister" came to An Yuannian's ears: "Oh, it's useless to call me sister."

Qi Yiheng stared at the girl in front of him without daring to blink, his heart was beating non-stop while everything around him was reduced to the background, the girl held the back of the knife to reflect the light.

The boy moved forward twice, and said seriously, "Sister, I'm Hengheng."

An Yuannian rolled his eyes fiercely, and moved his butt back twice: "Shit, you pushed me to the ground and made me eat so much ashes, and you want to pretend to be my cub, huh, how do you know his name? What did you do with him?"

An Yuannian moved the hand holding the knife a little forward at this thought, his eyes were full of sternness.

Qi Yiheng moved forward so that his body was close to the point of the knife, looked at the girl and said, "I'm really Qi Yiheng."

An Yuannian frowned, and did not retreat because of the young man's progress: "He only..."

Qi Yiheng raised his hands and said word by word: "Is there a possibility that he has grown up?"

At this moment, the leaves that blocked the moonlight were blown away a little, and the fragmented moonlight shone on the young man's face.

The boy's charming peach blossom eyes seemed to be the same as a few years ago, so beautiful and charming that people couldn't help but fall into them.

The movement of his lifting revealed the agarwood bracelet on his wrist, and the knife in An Yuannian's hand was lowered and put away.

Seeing An Yuannian put away the knife, Qi Yiheng showed an aggrieved expression: "Sister, Hengheng misses you so much!"

An Yuannian lowered his head and put away the knife in silence, and looked up at Qi Yiheng: "Growing up... thick skin... I don't deserve a beating."

Qi Yiheng looked at An Yuannian with resentment, and he remembered that he had just hurt his sister.

He made a mistake, and my sister got angry and didn't want him anymore.

Qi Yiheng grabbed An Yuannian's hand and asked her to hit him: "Sister, I was wrong, hit me!"

An Yuannian raised his hand and twitched his head, and said viciously, "I've really grown up, my skin is itchy, I've been disfigured by you."

Qi Yiheng lowered his head and obediently admitted that it was all his fault.