Cannon Fodder Through Books

Chapter 39 Polishing Your Acting Skills
"That day Xiao Qing and I were thrown into the same room by the kidnappers. Because I was afraid, I had almost no reservations about him. Until a few days later, the kidnappers somehow got the news of your calling the police and rushed in to arrest him. He's leaving."

As Nangong Yi said, she hugged her arms tightly, instinctively protecting herself.

"But why did they take you away in the end?" Nangong Jin sat close to his younger brother in puzzlement, trying to put his shoulders on his sickly shoulders, but he grabbed his arm in reverse, with great strength, like a drowning person grabbing Dwelling reeds by the water's edge.

"Because of the rush of time, they were just catching blindly at first, trying to drop one in order to confuse the police's sight."

Nangong Yi's voice lowered a little bit, the tip of her nose was reddish, and her pupils were covered with mist, "I will never forget how Xiao Qing pushed me out when they made a move. He said, 'This man is The second young master of the Nangong family has a big family and a great career, so it is worth taking away from you.'”

"He really said that?" Nangong Jin thumped the back of the front seat: "He treated you so well, and dared to come to our house to have a relationship with you afterwards?!"

Nangong Yiru had a stick in her throat: "When my parents thought he was a good boy who was in trouble with me, and Bei Chenyue was coaxed by him to only play with him, I became less and less willing to talk."

With a shy heart in his heart, he hurriedly hugged his younger brother and comforted him firmly: "Brother, I know, the Xiao Group is in full swing now, and this matter must not be made public, so as not to cause trouble. Don't worry, one day, I will definitely kill you." They pay the price!"

"Actually, it's nothing. After all. It's been so long."

Nangong Yi pressed against the corner of her eyes, raised her head slightly, and bit her lower lip, as if trying to swallow something back, her Adam's apple barely moved.

Nangong Jin's face was livid, but she pulled her younger brother into her arms even harder, as if she wanted to make up for all the grievances he had suffered over the years.

At this time, the street lamp outside the car window slanted into the back seat, and a flash of orange light quickly passed over Nangong Yi's cheek.

His eyes were cold, his red lips were pursed and stiff, his soft dark brown hair drooped on his brother's chest, exquisite as a collectible figure made of high-quality materials.

In his last life, he personally took revenge. In this life, let his brother join in the fun.

After all, acting skills still need to be honed.

And how can these few words describe his despair at that time, it can only arouse his brother's self-blame now.

In this disgusting world, how can anyone really understand him?
Xi Xiao bought some green vegetables at a special price from the supermarket and went home, only to see that her grandma had already fallen asleep on the dilapidated sofa, and the old drama was still playing on the opposite TV.

So she tiptoedly brought the dishes into the kitchen, and just as she loosened the plastic bag, Grandma's voice suddenly came from the living room: "Is Xiaoxiao back?"

She oopsed and blamed herself a little: "Did I wake you up?"

Grandma smiled: "This man, once he gets old, he will wake up easily, so how can I blame you."

When Xi Xiao heard this, she bent down and picked up the thin blanket beside the sofa, and covered her again: "Although it's still hot, people tend to catch cold when they fall asleep. This little blanket should be covered."

"Oh, look at how you got sunburnt today." Granny caught sight of her granddaughter's cheeks, ignored the blanket on her body, and hurriedly stood up and touched her little face, feeling distressed: "It's a little peeling, It's time to apply some ointment."

Only then did Xi Xiao take a look at the mirror attached to the door.

Sure enough, isn't the skin peeling, and even the skin is red, obviously sunburned.

It is not a big problem to say that the skin is so fragile, the problem is that such a troublesome problem, how could it appear on this poor and white heroine!If it becomes serious, do you have to send money to the hospital? !
(End of this chapter)