The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 267
Seeing him like this, how could Tang Yimo have the heart to blame him?

After deliberately drying it for half a minute, she pursed her lips.

"Okay, let's not take this as an example."

Dian Dian smiled instantly.

"Master, I'm so smart, if I make a mistake once, there will never be a next time."

Tang Yimo looked at his stinky fart, annoyed and funny.

The most urgent thing now is to go out first.

Those people haven't come here yet, and once they appear, they don't know what danger they will be in.

She made Diandian turn her back.

"What are you doing, auntie?"

After asking a little bit, the body has already turned around obediently.

Tang Yimo visually measured the distance, trying to untie his rope with his feet.

Those people don't know whether to take it lightly or not to pay attention to a little child.

His knot, though a knot, was not tight.

Little hands struggled a few times.

After a few minutes, the strength actually loosened.

He withdrew his hand in surprise, and looked at Tang Yimo with admiration: "Auntie, you must be amazing!"

Tang Yimo leaned halfway on the pillar, his face full of 'the years are quiet'.

The distance was too far, and she could only barely reach it by propping up her upper body.

I have to work harder on my legs.

After a lot of tossing, I was exhausted.

When she was resting, Dian stepped behind her on her short legs.

Such a delicate little hand pulled the rough straw rope, and scratched it was a red mark.

He suppressed his face, struggled, and pulled hard.

Finally, Tang Yimo's rope was also untied.

The body regained its freedom, but it was only confined to this small broken room.

She rubbed her reddened hands, feeling distressed where she scratched a piece of skin.

"Does it hurt?"

Little blink.

Just about to shake his head.

All of a sudden, he nodded his head again, and his words were filled with tears: "Wuuuu, it hurts."

He lifted his little hand up: "Auntie Huhu, Daddy said it's fine if you feel uncomfortable."

Tang Yimo looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Yuchi is such an indifferent and distant person.

Can you say such soft words?
But it's understandable to deal with children.

She snorted twice in cooperation, and only put down his hand after the redness faded.

"Okay, bear with it for now, and I'll rub the medicine on you when my aunt goes back."

"it is good!"

Diandian raised her eyes to glance at her, and shrank her little hands behind her back, which still had the remaining warmth of Mommy.

He suddenly lowered his eyes again.

In the dim light, a drop of crystal seemed to flash in the corner of his eyes, so fast it seemed like an illusion.

"Shh..."

Tang Yimo put her finger to her lips, and motioned to him.

Then, she listened carefully.

There was no sound at all outside.

Tang Yimo leaned towards the door.

Tried to pull it.

There was a clatter, and there was a lot of noise—the outside was locked.

"Auntie, this way—"

A little bit of breath came suddenly.

As she approached, she saw a sealed wooden window behind the bed curtain she was pointing at.

Because of the age, it is covered with dust, so it is not easy to be found.

Although the windows are sealed, it is at least more reliable than a locked door.

"Awesome."

Tang Yimo rubbed his little head.

Looking around, he quickly picked up the straw rope that tied them earlier.

Try your best to pass through the middle of the wooden seal of the window, then put your feet against the wall and pull it in the opposite direction.

After a few minutes.

"Snapped!"

With an unusually crisp sound, the board snapped open.

Smack your tongue a little bit.

I really didn't expect that Mommy's small body also has great strength.

Tang Yimo had already pushed the wooden window out.

She hugged it a little bit first, and then climbed up by herself.

As soon as he landed, he heard a low voice from the other side: "Who?!"

(End of this chapter)