[Comprehensive] Tragic Character Recycle Bin

The girl's body was soft and petite, even if she fell into his arms, she couldn't feel the slightest weight.With two iron arms supporting the girl's shoulders, it was the first time that Gang Leader Qiao felt so helpless.

Qiao Feng thought to himself, it was difficult enough to deal with when he was sober, but would it be even more difficult when he was drunk?But such a small, soft girl can't be beaten or scolded, if she gets into a fight with alcohol... Thinking of Huang Lingyu's fighting power when she was sober, and Qiao Feng's outstanding martial strength and generous personality, she couldn't help but feel a sudden jump in her heart. , many worries arose.

Just as he was thinking, the girl in his arms tilted her head and stared at him vaguely for a long time, then under Qiao Feng's eyes, she stretched out her small white hand and slapped the man on the face.

There was a crisp "pop"... Before Qiao Feng could respond, she giggled.The round little face is puffed up with a smile, the cheeks are dyed a lovely pink, the pear dimples are sunken, the eyebrows are shining and curved like crescent moons, revealing a pair of small canine teeth like white glutinous rice.Zui Meng said softly, "Uncle Qiao, stupid..."

Qiao Feng: ...

The shop clerk came over to inquire because of this movement, just seeing such a scene, he suppressed a smile and couldn't help laughing.Seeing this from the corner of his eyes, Qiao Feng became more and more embarrassed, he picked up Huang Lingyu, imprisoned her firmly, and then sat back on the stool, no matter how hard her arms struggled, she would not let go.

Huang Lingyu sat on the man's lap, her hands were held by him and she couldn't move, not to mention that she was not sober when she was drunk, even when she was sober, she couldn't tolerate the position of being imprisoned by others.

"Ah, let go... My aunt is going to lose her temper..." She seemed to yell, but the words she spit out were still soft and lacked strength.

Qiao Feng was relieved when he saw that she didn't hear much, but he looked down at the girl who was kicking and beating with her hands and feet, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.If he had known that her drinking capacity was so bad, he would rather not drink during this period of time, and would not let Huang Lingyu drink another drop.

Huang Lingyu struggled for a long time, couldn't break free, and lost her strength, she looked up at Qiao Feng, her eyes were watery, she looked like she was wronged and wanted to cry. "Ayu is hungry...Ayu still wants to drink..."

"No." Qiao Feng refused straight away, but his body froze, he picked up a chopstick of winter bamboo shoots in his free right hand, and handed it to her mouth, "Eat it."

This is the first time in Gangzhu Qiao's life to serve someone. She is still a little girl, and she is bitter and inhumane.But he has achieved this level, and people still refuse to appreciate it.

Instead, she pursed her mouth, snorted, turned her head to look elsewhere, kicked Qiao Feng's calf back and forth with her legs, and yelled, "Don't eat, grandma won't eat!"

Qiao Feng endured the girl's weak kicking and beating without changing his face, but his chest felt oppressed as if he had suffered an internal injury.He looked at the little girl's red face, but still couldn't bear to knock her out with his hands, so he held back his breath and said in a helpless voice, "Little aunt, what do you want?"

It is said that wine is strong and cowardly, so it can be seen that unless the wine is drunk to sleep, otherwise when the drunk is drowsy, it is actually using the strength of the wine to do all the things that you want to do in the past and say what you want to say.Huang Lingyu said she was drunk, but she was still a little bit sober, purely because she wanted to torment Qiao Feng.

Hearing that Qiao Feng was subdued, Huang Lingyu became more and more complacent. She turned her head to look at him in a drunken state, "You...you let go of me...then..."

Qiao Feng had no choice but to let go of her arm.As soon as the doll freed her hands, she twisted her body crookedly, pulling at his skirt and climbing up.Qiao Feng held her waist tightly to prevent her from slipping and falling.She didn't stop until she leaned on his shoulders and knelt on the man's knees.

"You were just, just, called auntie, what..." After she finished asking these words intermittently, she leaned against Qiao Feng as if she had no bones, and twisted away while being supported by him.

Qiao Feng was almost irritated by her moving around, with a stern face, "Don't move. If you don't eat, I will." After finishing speaking, he put the winter bamboo shoots into his mouth in front of Huang Lingyu In the middle of the day, he only used one hand to fix her, and he ate on his own.

Seeing this, Huang Lingyu became angry and furious, and twisted her teeth and claws even more, grabbing Qiao Feng's neck and crying, "Uncle is bad, Ayu, Qiao Feng is not a good person... Bullying Ayu won't grow up..."

After such a long time, she seemed to have gained strength, and when she yelled, all the guests at the surrounding tables were attracted to him. Many people looked at Qiao Feng with burning eyes, implying condemnation.I don't know whether to blame him for bullying the little girl, or to blame him for not managing his children well and sweeping their food clean.

Gang leader Qiao gave a circle of apologetic looks, but covered Huang Lingyu's mouth with his palm very quickly.Before he opened his mouth, his hand felt a slight pain. Looking down, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.This little girl was drunk for a while, and her age seemed to have returned to the real five or six years old, and she bit his hand and rubbed her teeth.

The tiny gums rubbed back and forth on the surface of the skin. His thick skin didn't hurt too much, but the hot and humid tip of the tongue licked along with the teeth, causing a numb itching.

He still softened his tone and discussed it carefully, "I will let you go, and you are not allowed to yell anymore."

Huang Lingyu blinked in confusion, not knowing if she understood, Qiao Feng let go of her mouth, and she really stopped yelling.Just asked him repeatedly, "What did you call me... again, call me again..."

Qiao Feng finally lost his temper, "Ayu, grandma, are you satisfied?"

Of course she was satisfied, after hearing that "little aunt" she became quiet, her eyes were rippling, her cute and well-behaved appearance made people feel soft-hearted.

Qiao Feng felt a little soft-hearted at this point, and he heard the little aunt being coquettish again, "My aunt is hungry, and she has to be coaxed by a bad uncle to eat."

Uncle Joe—bad—bad uncle.Qiao Feng went through the logic in his mind, and became more and more powerless, "How to coax?"

Huang Lingyu said, "coax like daddy."

Qiao Feng was speechless for a moment, he had been a son, an apprentice, and a leader, and this father really had never done that.Racking his brains, he rummaged through his memory, recalling the scenes he had seen.Holding Huang Lingyu's back tentatively, her movements were extremely stiff, but her voice softened, "Ayu is obedient, can you eat this?"

The girl in her arms blinked, opened her mouth wide "ah", and bit her chopsticks.He touched Qiao Feng's chin with his backhand as a sign of encouragement, "Ayu wants more."

Seeing those eyes staring at Qiao Feng, he felt his heart go soft and soft, and he was a little embarrassed.Thinking of him, Qiao Feng has lived alone for thirty years, and he only thought that he was alone and at ease.I don't want him to feel the love of a father before he has a wife.But that father is not being honest, there is still a girl of unknown age living in the shell of this "little daughter".

Huang Lingyu, ever since he met this woman, there seemed to be many divergences in his original life journey, and gradually, it seemed that he was getting farther and farther away from his predetermined destiny.But I don't know, is this change good or bad?

After all, she was a little drunk, Huang Lingyu only ate a little and then fell into a drowsy sleep.Qiao Feng had no choice but to put his arms around her, and quickly finished the rest of the dishes, but this time he didn't drink half of the wine, left the money and continued on the way with the sleeping little girl in his arms.

After leaving the town, Qiao Feng remembered that this place was not far from the adoptive parents' house.He was apprehensive, he was hesitating in his mind whether to go directly to the forest or to meet Qiao Sanhuai and his wife first.But looking down at the sleeping Huang Lingyu, she still used lightness kung fu and went to her adoptive parents' house.

Although he became the leader of the beggar gang, he never forgot the kindness of his parents in nurturing him. He would always go back for a few days every year, so he was very familiar with the route home.After rushing for about an hour, when it was almost sunset, a simple wooden house at the bottom of the hillside appeared in front of us.

Huang Lingyu hadn't woken up yet, although Qiao Feng tried his best to avoid it, it was inevitable that there would still be some bumps.It's just this little bit of bumping, coupled with the generous and warm chest of Chief Qiao, and the iron arms that are not sore at all, it seems to have become a big cradle, making her sleep more soundly and unwilling to wake up.

Qiao Feng didn't know this Chinese allusion, he just lamented that Huang Lingyu didn't drink well, but after taking a few sips of wine, it's rare to spend an afternoon peacefully.

At this time, he already knew that his background was rich, and he was of Khitan blood, not the parent and child of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.Standing outside the fence inevitably adds a bit of hesitation, and he hesitates to go in.

He stood there for a long time, until the girl in his arms groaned a few times and rubbed her forehead to wake up, then she lost a little melancholy and smiled, "Little aunt woke up, how did you sleep?"

Huang Lingyu gave him a white look, and it was extremely awkward to hear that address.She just felt a headache, recalling the intermittent drunken episodes in her mind, her face flushed instantly. "You... who is your name... who is your little aunt!"

Qiao Feng's expression was rarely relaxed, his thick eyebrows were raised, and he was quite teasing, "Miss Huang didn't ask for it herself."

The two of them were talking, when suddenly an old woman came out from the room, seeing Qiao Feng's face beaming with joy, "Feng'er, when did you come back...here, this girl is your daughter?"