My little puppy is sick

Chapter 201 Cinderella's Prince Charming 6
Probably because Qi Yan just rescued it, the rabbit didn't run away after eating enough, but just nestled in Qi Yan's arms obediently, its red pupils narrowed.

Qi Yan lay down, holding the little white rabbit in her arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

In her sleep, she didn't sleep very peacefully, and she always felt that someone was staring at her.

So she didn't sleep for a long time, and when she got up, her eyes fell in a certain direction.

Qi Yan frowned and brushed her hair.

Strange, Mingming felt that someone was watching her all the time when she was sleeping, but when she woke up, the sight disappeared again.

Qi Yan withdrew her gaze, stretched her waist, packed up all the things and put them in the basket, hugged the confused little rabbit, and walked to other places.

Qi Yan walked unsteadily, and sometimes when she saw a mushroom bush, she stopped for a while, picked a few beautiful non-toxic mushrooms and put them into the basket.

Sometimes when she passed a strawberry bush or a peach tree, she would pick a juicy and tender fruit, wash it with clear river water, and eat it with satisfaction.

But the gaze that had been staring at her hadn't disappeared. As she walked along, her eyes were paying attention to the person staring at her hidden in the dark.

She finally found out that the man who followed her and watched her all the time was the man in black who almost shot the little rabbit.

She hugged the little white rabbit, looked as if she didn't notice anyone following her, and turned a corner behind a big tree.

Jones Moses couldn't see the little girl, and he jumped down from the tree, showing a pair of eyes that were hard without emotion.

Jones strode forward a few steps, turned a corner, and met a pair of equally emotionless eyes.

Different from his killer-like expressionless expression, the little girl's pupils are empty, not blind, they are the kind of emptiness that cannot be tolerated in the world.

She looked at him, but she didn't seem to be looking at him.

The two looked at each other for 1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes.

Qi Yan's heart was clamoring crazily.

Can't this guy be more proactive?After following her, it was found that she didn't say a word. If she hadn't had to maintain the character of the original owner, she would have asked him questions.

Qi Yan's legs were really sore from standing, she took one last look at Jones, turned around and left with the little white rabbit in her arms.

The people behind did not follow, but what cannot be ignored is that the gaze is too focused for Qi Yan to ignore.

Qi Yan didn't go home until it was almost dark. Her basket was already full of food. She stroked the fur of the little white rabbit and put it on the grass.

It's a pity that she can't take the little white rabbit home, and she will definitely listen to Fanny's nagging when she takes her home. She doesn't want to hear Fanny's shrill voice.

She waved hands with the little white rabbit, her gaze seemed to drift somewhere casually, she turned and walked towards home.

After she left, Jones came out from behind the tree, walked up to the little white rabbit, and grabbed it with one hand.

The little white rabbit whose neck was lifted hangs its limbs, not daring to move, as weak and helpless as if fate had strangled its throat.

Jones twirled his cloak, hugged the rabbit and followed Qi Yan. He turned and left after Qi Yan arrived home.

As soon as Qi Yan got home, she heard Fanny's roar: "Qi Yan, Bertha, where did you die for me, you little girl? You didn't see anyone all day, and you jumped into the river? Don't you need to do housework, you little girl?" Do you want me to starve to death and not come back to cook at noon? Why didn't you die with your sick mother when you were young..."

(End of this chapter)