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Chapter 4 There are always troublemakers who want to harm me (2)

Hua Qianxi's weak appearance caused the embroidery needle to feel distressed: "You shouldn't go even if you are thirsty..."

Before the words fell, a childish scream came from a remote place, like the voice of a little boy whose voice hadn't changed yet.

Hua Qianxi and the embroidery needle looked at each other and held their breath.

"Be quiet!" He growled dully.

The little boy said nothing more.

A long silence followed, mingled with stifled groans.

While Hua Qianxi was waiting quietly and was about to fall into a coma, the heavy door in front of her was violently pried open by the jailer.

Throw in a little boy covered in injuries.

"A dead duck with a stubborn mouth, I don't believe you can't open your mouth!"

The jailer was full of beards, and he pointed his thick fingers viciously at the white forehead of the little boy, and blurted out vulgar words.

The little boy still had downcast eyes and bit his lower lip tightly, enduring punches and kicks from the jailer as if venting his anger.

Hua Qianxi squatted obediently in a corner of the prison, and the jailer caught her off guard with vicious eyes. Those eyes aroused the subconsciousness of the original host, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Be honest with me too!" The jailer said viciously, and locked the door firmly again.

After a loud bang, it fell into silence again.

The heavy gate seems to isolate all the teeth and claws from the outside world.

Hua Qianxi hugged herself and sat on the weeds, silently looking at the little boy who was still curled up and fell to the ground.

There were shocking burns on her fair skin, and there were strangle marks from the hemp rope on her wrists and ankles.

"you……"

"To shut up!"

The little boy bared his teeth from the pain, and scolded Hua Qianxi back, not falling into the downcast state of a prisoner at all.

Lifting her small face slightly, she stared at her stubbornly, with an unconcealable nobleness on her immature face: "Don't even think about asking me one more question!"

It turned out that he regarded her as an accomplice.

Hua Qianxi shut her mouth obediently, and shrank her body back again. The shock just now seemed to have dispelled all her lack of energy.

Hua Qianxi's gaze could not help but fall on the little boy.

His delicate brows were tightly frowned, as if gasping for air.

It hurts.

"you……"

"You talk too much!"

The little boy suppressed his anger, and raised his head to face the fragile little girl again.

If he still had strength in his body now, he wouldn't be pushed to the ground and unable to struggle.

It looked like a little lion that was injured, but vigilantly shaking all the hair on its body.

Hua Qianxi sighed, "I just want to ask, are you hungry?"

The little boy no longer reprimanded and fought back, curled up silently, and his stomach let out an untimely growl as a response.

Compared to the burning pain on his body, hunger seemed nothing.

Hua Qianxi took out half a steamed bun from her underwear, held it in her hands for a while, and then threw it to the little boy from a distance.

"Maybe it doesn't look very good...but it's very filling."

The little boy was born with rich clothes and fine food, and he glanced at the spoiled steamed buns in resistance.

The steamed buns that fell on the ground would soon attract ants. The little boy swallowed his saliva and stretched out his arms in pain to pick up the half of the steamed buns.

Hua Qianxi couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and picked up the steamed bun and handed it to his lips, "Eat slowly."

The little boy took a deep look at Hua Qianxi, and bit his lips with difficulty, "Thank you."

Like himself, the corners of his lips were dry and cracked.

The difference is that the new wound on his white and tender face is very abrupt, while her wound has become a callus.

(End of this chapter)