
"Hurry, hurry up, don't let Miss Mu run away, If she runs away, everyone won't have anything to eat!"
" Why did the second master treat him so well, why did he always want to escape?"
In the lush forest, a petite girl staggered forward. His body was so heavy that he was like carrying hundreds of catties on his back. He covered his chest with a pair of small porcelain white hands, panting heavily.
"why haven't you run out?”
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a dry, tingling pain in his throat, which made him frown uncomfortably. Mu Changying's head was heavy, and his gaze gradually blurred, making it impossible to distinguish between east, west, north, and east. He stopped and leaned over to support the large tree, panting.
"Cough, cough, cough ... Difficult ... It's not comfortable ..."
Perhaps because he had not seen the sun for a long time, his little face was pale as if it had been painted with several layers of plaster walls. The footsteps behind him grew closer and closer, and his little heart was so nervous that it reached his throat. Accompanied by a feeling of dizziness, Mu Changying's body went limp and fell to the ground.
A group of people following behind caught up and immediately surrounded him tightly. The leading housekeeper looked at the girl on the ground, and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead,
"Finally catch up, help Miss Mu return quickly."
The servants around stood motionless with their heads bowed. Not hearing what he said.A trace of anger flashed in Sun Butler's eyes, he raised his head and was about to reprimand the group of people.
At this moment, a slender figure appeared in his eyes. A tall man in a black raincoat was walking. He had a grim face, deep eyebrows and eyes, and a terrible hostility remained all around him.
"Click——"
Men's leather shoes let out a sinister sound as they stomped on the branches that fell to the ground.
"Yingbao, I just left for a while, why do you want to run away again?" "
You have tried to escape from me five times this month ..."
He was completely inappropriate, and provoked him many times in anger. Is that wild man so good? It's worth it to escape from here by all means!
Rong Liyuan clenched his hands, his veins and veins bulged, and his knuckles turned white. Seeing his pale, bloodless little face, he loosened his fists, and the anger in his heart disappeared bit by bit.
He crouched down and stretched out his large palm to caress his little face, his eyes filled with helplessness and gentleness, she said,
"Baby Ying, you have to be good."
The man's finger temperature was too cold, and Mu Changying, who had been sleepy, recovered. The eyes of the girl who was usually hateful to him were currently filled with a thin mist, like a lost lamb. She blinked her eyes lightly, and gently opened her delicate lips,
"I ... What's wrong with me ..."
Mu Changying shook his head, trying to see the face of the person in front of him clearly. His body froze, his pupils shriveled violently, and he raised his voice in disbelief,
"A...Yuan!"
The face in front of him had been stuck in his mind for countless days and nights. As he died to protect her, he actually took her soul and made her into a walking corpse.