Full service dog abuse

Chapter 382 I'm Not Dead ①
At that time, Bo Xian was still young, only seven years old, and Qing Ziqi was five years old.

Bo Xian's father, Bo Wenzheng, of course didn't know what to think, and enrolled him in a ballet training class without Bo Xian's consent.

When Bo Xian found out, he was furious and had a fight with Bo's father on the spot, then went upstairs and locked himself in the room.

From morning to afternoon, there was no food or water at all.

And Qing Ziqi happened to be at her grandmother's house that day, and she didn't come back until after seven o'clock in the evening. As soon as she came back, Qing Ziqi ran to Bo Xian's house with a bag of candies to find Bo Xian.

However, Bo Xian was in a bad mood and didn't see anyone, even though Qing Ziqi was learning from cats and dogs and frogs outside the door, and even learning how to bark like donkeys, he didn't open the door, and didn't even squeak.

Qing Ziqi muttered outside Bo Xian's room for over an hour before returning home.

Going back to her room, looking at the open window, the window is facing the thin string window, less than half a meter is the thin string's room, Qing Ziqi rolled her eyes, bounced downstairs and carried a broom come up.

Stepping on a small bench, holding a broom, I use the broom to poke the thin-stringed windows.

The bamboo pole touched the glass and made a "sizzling" sound.

And Qing Ziqi didn't dislike tiredness, and the sound of poking the window was very amusing, and the child was very curious, so Qing Ziqi poked more and more vigorously.

However, she was happy, but Bo Xian, who was sitting by the window in the room, frowned and became more irritable.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Qing Ziqi, his little Qingmei, who made the noise, he would have hit someone long ago.

Although children are very curious, they are mostly interested in everything for 3 minutes.

Qing Ziqi poked for a while, but when she saw that there was still no response from the dark side, she, with a brain as big as the sky, immediately imagined a horror movie.

Why is there no light in Bo Xian's room, and then she yelled outside the door for so long, and now she still pokes at his window but there is no response, Qing Ziqi wondered if Bo Xian was eaten by a ghost.

Immediately, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said in a childish voice, "Little Xianzi... woo woo, have you been eaten by a ghost?"

Bo Xian, who was squatting by the window and thinking about life: ...can I return you after being eaten?No, then I won't call you back.

Qing Ziqi also seemed to think that if she was really eaten by a ghost, Bo Xian probably wouldn't be able to answer her, but if she wasn't eaten by a ghost, she must have been caught by a ghost. Xian Throwing lay on the cool floor and didn't let him speak.

Thinking of this possibility, Qing Ziqi became even more worried, and cried directly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo There are no more... little strings..."

Hearing Qing Ziqi crying out of breath, Bo Xian frowned, but still couldn't bear it.

He stood up and opened the window, his dark eyes were full of helplessness, he covered his ears with his hands, and his voice was a little cold Zhengtai: "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

"You were released by the ghost?" Finally seeing her little Xianzi, Qing Ziqi stopped crying instantly and smiled brightly.

"Silly, there are no ghosts in the world." At this time, Bao Xian's face was still a little immature, but he always had a serious expression of an adult.

"Then are you hungry?" Qing Ziqi's thinking jumped a lot. The first sentence talked about the life of Antarctic penguins, and the second sentence she can jump to the North Pole to see how cute polar bears are.

"Not hungry." Bo Xian snorted.

"Oh." Now Qing Ziqi didn't know what to say, she looked at Bo Xian with a confused face, and when she saw that Bo Xian couldn't bear her gaze and turned her head, she took out a [-] cents bag from the bedside table. I ate it with relish.

(End of this chapter)