Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"Hey, Master, I transmitted at the wrong time."

Chun Juan cried very sadly in the system space, her blue eyes moist with tears.

Nan Xiang said with a cold face: "Nothing."

Chun Juan was still sad at first, but when she saw Nan Xiang's nonchalant attitude, she stopped crying instantly.

Even the eyes are sparkling.

It saw that the six-year-old girl outside the system space looked very good-looking even though she was wearing a somewhat old burgundy plaid shirt.

Although she is thin and small, she has a fair and dewy face with baby fat on her face and big eyes, making her look soft and cute.

Ah ~ Master, so cute!

Even with a cold face, she looks so soft and cute.

"Yeah, don't worry, Master, just give me your orders."

Nan Xiang didn't pay attention to the strange changes in the spring rolls.

She closed her eyes, and a very thin blade instantly appeared on her little hand tied with a rope.

Nan Xiang used the strength of a six-year-old child to cut the rope on her hand.

A ray of divine will quietly spread around the entire factory.

Although in the modern world of low martial arts, she cannot use power beyond the load of this world.

After all, we have to give Tiandao some face. It would not be good if this small world collapsed.

However, it can be done using spiritual thoughts for monitoring, or taking out items that meet the specifications from the space.

The world still needs to believe in science.

After Nan Xiang cut off the rope on his hand, he quickly cut off the rest of his body.

Nan Xiang: "Juan, it's your time to play your role."

Spring Roll: "Yes, Master!"

Nan Xiang curled his lips slightly: "Juan, go and call the police for me."

At first, Chun Juan didn't react and was a little confused, but then he thought that it was not trivial for him, a system produced by the Ninth Hall of the Main Temple to connect to the network of this small world.

It could definitely be done, so it quickly called the police.

No matter whether the owner can communicate or not, he should call the police first.

It trusts its owner.

Nan Xiang looked at the white curly-haired dumpling who was fascinated by him with a smile. He sent his spiritual thoughts into the system space to contact the police and called the police in a clear childish voice. He also woke up the remaining children. No harm was done.

Although she had the cover of her spiritual mind, she still showed the fear and vigilance of a six-year-old girl to a profound degree, and

Nan Xiang explained the content of the alarm in a concise and concise manner, just giving a process.

But the police will record all the information they need and send it to you.

Nan Xiang secured a few children and told them to wait until they heard the signal and see the opportunity to escape. However, he did not expect that they would be exposed so soon.

Nanxiang took these children and ran to the village to the east, and used his spiritual power to block the sight of these big-armed human traffickers.

Brother Hui and Mazi didn't doubt his presence, but Mazi muttered in a low voice: "Why is the fog so heavy today?"

The rest of the people did not reply to him, but were all chasing the escaped "money notes."

So no one really paid attention to Mazi, except Brother Hui.

In the end, all these children escaped, fled to the town, and went to the local police station as Nan Xiang said.

Nan Xiang was not so lucky and was captured by Brother Hui and the others again.

This time, Brother Hui and the others will not be honest, but want to use physical force to suppress them.

Nanxiang attracted everyone's firepower, and they kept chasing Nanxiang.

But after Nanxiang dealt with the escaped children, he took them back to the original abandoned factory through a detour.

Although Brother Hui and the others were protected by their spiritual thoughts, she still showed the fear and vigilance of a six-year-old girl to the extreme, and she could not fall even if she chased her. She never expected that a six-year-old child would make her so embarrassed.

Taking advantage of the fact that he had trapped them into a trap, Nan Xiang ran away in another direction.

Although Nan Xiang ran away alone, the spiritual thoughts she sent out have not been taken back.

So she would see these guys being taken away by the police, but she didn't want to meet the police.

Because as long as she is sent to the police station, according to the current network information technology, she will definitely be sent back to the suffocating family that values ​​boys over girls.

Her sister Han Zhaodi will find a way to help her and give her a chance to escape from her original family and start a new chapter in her life.

Nanxiang felt much relieved after learning that all the human traffickers' gangs had been wiped out.

She was far away from the abandoned factory at this moment, running on the path in the mountains.

She didn't know why she was running this way. She just had an intuition that she would encounter adventures on this road.

The little girl ran in panic and looked around warily, looking pitiful.

The hair that was originally tied into two little knots was a little messy, and her fair and tender face turned into a big face, looking extremely embarrassed.

Just as Nan Xiang looked back but moved her feet forward, she suddenly hit something hard.

Without checking, Nan Xiang fell to the ground. His burgundy shirt and black casual pants were covered with mud, and he looked extremely pitiful.

The little girl hissed in pain, patted the dust on her body, and pursed her lips. Her little cat-like face showed a pitiful look, and her big eyes were filled with tears, but the tears were It didn't fall, it just rolled in the eyes, showing a stubbornness that was not for this age, and it looked extremely aggrieved.

This was Han Yichen's first impression.

He didn't know why, but he couldn't bear to see the little girl crying in front of him.

The guilt in my heart slowly came out, almost surrounding my entire chest.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the little girl's hand and pull her up.

He was about to say, "I'm sorry, I bumped into you, are you okay?" But before he could finish his words, he just said the word "sorry", but the little girl beat him to it.

"I'm sorry, pretty brother, I didn't look at the road."

The little girl's voice was stubborn and aggrieved. She looked at the boy in front of her. She was fourteen or fifteen years old, the age when she was a passionate and rebellious middle school student, but the boy in front of her would not give her this feeling.

White clothes and black trousers, slender figure, with enviable skin, delicate and handsome, those obsidian eyes are deep but indifferent, his whole body has an extraordinary bearing, and he has a cold and venomous tongue.

He looks gentle, but he doesn't seem to be easy to talk to.

This is Nan Xiang's initial impression of Han Yichen.

The little girl's "beautiful brother" hit Han Yichen's ears, and for some reason a faint joy filled his heart.

Obviously he didn't like to be defined as "beautiful", but if it came from the mouth of a little girl, he felt that it was no big deal and it was harmless.

Realizing his subtle thoughts, Han Yichen's brows visibly gathered together and his brows furrowed.

"Pretty brother, what's wrong with you? Is Nanxiang doing something bad?"

Hearing the little girl's "beautiful brother" again, Han Yichen came back to his senses, stretched his hand forward, touched the little girl's shoulder, shook his head gently, and put on a touch of Gentle smile:

"Get up first."

Nan Xiang looked at the gentle young man in front of him, and then looked down at his hands. They were dirty. If he grabbed these beautiful slender hands, he would definitely get them dirty.

Thinking of this, Nan Xiang's hands tightened and moved back.

Han Yichen saw the little girl's thoughts and smiled slightly: "Get up first, it won't be in the way."

Nan Xiang looked at his dirty little hands and then at the gentle smile on the young man's face, feeling a little hesitant.

Seeing the little girl's hesitation and confusion, the smile on Han Yichen's face remained unchanged, but there was an apology in his eyes:

"Little sister, I should be the one saying sorry. I bumped into you. So get up with me."

This is the first time Han Yichen has spoken such a long paragraph to others.

But he felt that he should make it clear and admit his mistake.

Otherwise, what would happen otherwise, he didn't know for the time being, he just felt that he should do this.

Nan Xiang felt an indescribable warmth in his heart when he saw the tenderness of the young man with a strong feeling.

Does he care about me?

"I can wash my hands if I get dirty."

Nan Xiang heard the young man added calmly, and simply stopped worrying about it. He wiped his hands on his clothes to make them look cleaner.

She stretched out one of her little hands and placed it on Han Yichen's outstretched hand.

Feeling the softness in his right hand, Han Yichen's brows relaxed, and his heart gradually became filled with joy.

With a gentle pull, he pulled Nan Xiang up.

After Nan Xiang got up, he wanted to take out his hand, and then used both hands to pat the dirt on his dirty clothes again.

But she couldn't break free from the hand held by the young man.

Nan Xiang raised his head and looked at the calm young man in front of him doubtfully.