The preschool teacher's wife of the president with facial paralysis

"Xiaoxiao? Xiaoxiao..." Luo Heng slightly straightened up and leaned in Hei Xiaoxiao's direction, calling the other party's name.

"Uncle Xing Xing..." Hei Xiaoxiao widened his eyes in confusion, his brown eyes were still full of fear, he glanced around, finally came to his senses after seeing the dilapidated scene, looked in the direction of Luo Heng and wanted to run over, As a result, he forgot that he was tied to the stool, and when he was struggling, he accidentally fell to the ground with the stool.

"Hmm!" The delicate skin was rubbed against the rough ground, and there was a burst of burning pain, and Hei Xiaoxiao subconsciously cried out in pain.

"Xiaoxiao!" Luo Heng looked at the child on the ground, his tone was anxious and worried, "How is it? Did you fall somewhere? Huh?"

"Uncle Xing Xing..." Hei Xiaoxiao raised his small head to look at the person leaning against the wall not far away, and there was a tear in his voice: "I can't get up..."

Luo Heng looked at him, turned his head to look around, and wanted to see if there was something sharper around him that the child could throw there, but the nearest iron piece was six or seven meters away from him, so he had to give up this After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and fell to the side, then turned over and lay on the ground, dragging his broken right leg and slowly crawling towards the child.

The floor of the warehouse is a gravel floor that has not yet been plastered with cement. It is rough and abrasive, and there are many small and sharp glass shards. The distance is only three or four meters. When Luo Heng gritted his teeth and crawled to Hei Xiaoxiao's side , his hands have become dripping with blood, and many small glass shards have pierced into his palms.

"Oh... Uncle Xing Xing..." Hei Xiaoxiao looked at Luo Heng who was crawling towards him, and when he saw the motionless leg dragging behind him, he finally couldn't help crying. Like pearls with a broken thread, it kept falling down, flowing down the corners of the eyes and into the hair, and the two small hands tied by the sides were tightly clenched into fists.

"Little fool... why are you crying?" Luo Heng climbed to his side, sat up with his hands, panted and looked at the person in front of him, with a faint smile on his face that was so pale and bloodless, he pushed the chair vigorously He got up from the ground, looked at humanity and said, "Teacher is fine, be good, don't cry..."

"Hmm..." Hei Xiaoxiao was already choking with tears. No matter how smart he was, he was still a child, and he was very well protected by Hei Zhe on weekdays. Where did he encounter such things? He was terrified when he came in, then he passed out and didn't know anything, but now, the two of them are locked up in this place, and Uncle Xingxing is injured all over, he also knows that they were kidnapped , and Uncle Xing Xing was mostly implicated by himself.Thinking about it this way made him even more sad.

"Good...Xiaoxiao is a man. A man can't drop a golden bean, he will be laughed at by others." Luo Heng was still comforting him, and slowly walked around behind him, saying: "Come on, teacher help you The rope is untied."

The nylon rope that bound the person was untied, and Luo Heng felt that his hands were so painful that he was unconscious. After watching the child get up from the stool, a smile appeared on his face, and his hands were weakly paralyzed on his sides, making the child feel uncomfortable. Luckily, the other party's target was a child, so Hei Xiaoxiao was not injured other than being drugged.

Luo Heng felt relieved, his head felt dizzy, and he was about to say something to the child in front of him, but unexpectedly, the other child threw himself into his arms. Luo Heng was about to fall backwards when his body became unstable, and his hands subconsciously Standing on the ground to maintain his balance, a piercing pain came from his hand. Luo Heng frowned tightly, and his face turned pale again, but he held back the pain and did not cry out because he felt the pain in his arms. The trembling of the person, the fear coming from his small body made his heart twitch.

"Xingxing...Uncle...I'm so scared...will we die?...I don't want to stay here...I...I want to go home...Woo..."

"Good boy," Luo Heng patted the head of the person in his arms with one hand, and his mellow voice carried a soothing force, "We will go home, the police uncle will come to rescue us soon, before that, The teacher will protect you, so don't be afraid."

Under his comfort, the person in his arms gradually calmed down, and after a while, Luo Heng couldn't hold on any longer, and let the child out of his arms, and the two moved back to the place where he was leaning on little by little.

Luo Heng leaned back against the wall again and hugged Hei Xiaoxiao into his arms. In order to reduce the fear of the people in his arms, he slowly told beautiful fairy tales one after another. On the other side, Hei Zhe in the villa was sitting on the two In the study upstairs, looking at the four people standing with their hands down in front of them, their heads wishing to lower their heads even lower, there was no expression on their handsome faces.