Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

Song Song originally brought Dahuang out to embolden herself. After all, she was still a little timid towards Zhao Haicheng.

I couldn't say what I was afraid of, but I couldn't help but shrink my neck when I saw him.

Unexpectedly, before they were halfway along the road, another little white dog came out from the side of the path. Before it got too close, Dahuang chased after it after smelling it, following closely behind.

Song Song couldn't stop shouting no matter how much he shouted, so he stomped his feet several times in anger.

Zhao Haicheng wanted to laugh, but was afraid that the little girl would be unhappy, so he pursed his lips to hold back, and stepped forward to hold her.

The sun was a little bright at the moment, so Zhao Haicheng couldn't hold the little girl's hand, so he took the initiative to turn around and put his fingers on top of her head to protect her from the sun.

He was more than a head taller than her. If he got close, he could easily see the top of the little girl's head. The hairline was very shallow and there was a small twist.

cute.

Zhao Haicheng walked, but his mind was not entirely on the road. He closed his eyes slightly and felt that the people in front of him were extremely well-behaved.

Song Song didn't know what he was thinking, but she noticed the man's gaze, glanced at him secretly, then quickly looked away, and her ears turned red quietly.

Well...it's from the sun.

Zhao Haicheng pretended not to see anything.

When they reached the fork in the road, Song Song originally wanted to take that path, but the man next to her had a calm expression and naturally pulled her to another path, explaining: "There are snakes over there, I saw them when I came over. "

snake……

Song Song was a little scared, she usually walked this path.

The little girl frowned slightly, her face turned a bit pale, and Zhao Haicheng felt fond of him again.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her head. It was warm with the temperature of the sun.

She didn't resist much when the man touched her head. She stared blankly and blinked her big eyes.

Not anymore.

I just want to marry her home right away and let her go.

In the past, he had no idea about marriage. Even if someone kept telling him about the marriage that his parents had decided when they were young, Zhao Haicheng didn't take it seriously.

He also knows that his reputation in the village is not very good. It is estimated that no one really wants to marry him. Why does he care? He is just thinking about how to make money. It is serious to live a decent life.

But now he doesn't think so.

He not only wants to make money, but also wants to tear off those bad labels.

He wanted his little girl to live a good life and not let other people blame her because of these things about him.

He wanted her to live the life of the ladies in the city.

The road leading to Zhao Haicheng seems to be newly built in the village and is much wider, but not many people are walking on it yet, and many large and small stones on it have not been cleaned.

Song Song walked carefully, but still unconsciously raised his hand to hold the other party.

But Zhao Haicheng pretended not to see anything at this time and walked beside him honestly without looking sideways.

Song Song was a little discouraged.

The system took advantage of the situation and whispered a lot of bad things about Zhao Haicheng in her ear, such as:

"That's what old men are like, full of tricks!"

"Look at him treating you like this now. You might as well not cherish it if you get it in the future. Let me tell you, men are like this. You must not believe men."

"We need to stay away from bad men!"

Song Song tilted his head and thought for a while, and it made sense.

As a result, the next second, the little girl's foot stepped into the middle of the stone crevice, and she sprained slightly. It was not very painful, but the sudden move still made her whole face wrinkle.

Tears came out unconsciously.

Song Song subconsciously slid down and was picked up firmly, falling into a strong embrace.

When I got closer and smelled the unique smell of a man, I felt a little aggrieved for no reason.

Zhao Haicheng met the little girl's tearful eyes and instantly fell to the ground in surrender. He held her waist and whispered: "Why didn't you look at the road?"

Song Song pursed his lips and said, "It's all your fault."

"Well, it's all my fault. It's my fault."

Zhao Haicheng acknowledged all the complaints and patiently wiped the tears from her face.

At this time, Rhubarb came out of nowhere. It looked like it had just finished a date. The whole dog was very happy and nuzzled in front of its little master.

Song Song didn't want to pay attention to this traitorous dog that was so timid that he ran away midway. He put his index finger on its head and pushed it back, turning his face angrily.

Dahuang wanted to rub against her legs again, but when he met a dark gaze, he stopped grinning in a silly way and followed behind her silently.

Zhao Haicheng reached out to touch Song Song's ankle and found that it was a little swollen, but not serious. He would go back and apply medicine for a few days and it would be fine.

But she should be unable to walk now.

The man nodded thoughtfully.

Song Song didn't know what he was thinking, lowered his head and said dullly: "I can't send you off like this now, why don't you send me home first..."

Her voice was thin and soft, and those who didn't know it thought she was being coquettish.

"But uncle said that you should send me home first. What would happen if I turned around and sent you back again?"

Song Song blinked and was about to say something to refute, but was interrupted by Zhao Haicheng's voice. He suddenly forgot what he had thought about.

"I'll carry you."

Before even asking, he exposed his back to the little girl.

Song Song didn't react for a while. Half a minute later, he climbed up with the words "give birth to a son soon" as if the system was resigned to its fate.

As soon as the little girl got up, the man stood up steadily and walked forward.

Rhubarb followed closely behind.

Song Song didn't know where to put his hand, but after much deliberation, he put it on Zhao Haicheng's shoulder.

Vaguely, I seemed to feel him laughing, and his breath hit my wrist, which was a little hot and made me blush.

The little girl's voice was small, coming from behind.

"Growing up this long...except for my father, no other man has ever carried me on his back."

"Really?" Zhao Haicheng raised his eyebrows, already imagining her shy expression, "Then there will be no one else."

Song Song blushed.

Although Zhao Haicheng walked fast, he was very steady.There were many stones on the road, but Song Song was not bumped at all.

The little girl was a little sleepy and her breathing was obvious, but she still endured it and kept talking to him.

cute.

so cute.

He couldn't restrain the affection in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel that his tone of voice became softer.

"Zhao Haicheng, is your family very poor?" Song Song asked.

This seemed rude, but the system told her that she had to be so straightforward when talking to men, otherwise they would always like to talk about the topic here and there.

Zhao Haicheng raised his eyebrows and replied to her, "It doesn't count, but I will be very rich in the future."

"why?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

But Song Song thought, he is worthy of being a male protagonist, he has goals for his future life so early.

Only men with ambition will succeed. This sentence is indeed true.

But he never thought about where his careerism came from. He was just trying to make her life easier.