The black-hearted female partner was stripped out of the vest again

Chapter 168 Rolling Downhill
No one knows how it happened.

At the moment when Li Zhouzhou fell, Song Qingci subconsciously grabbed her hand, as if grabbing the sunshine at the tip of her heart, her heart was beating violently in a panic.

After enjoying the warm sunshine, he didn't want to go back to the cold and dark days before.

He just greedily wants to hold this beauty tightly in his hands, not letting go.

Li Zhouzhou noticed that the little villain had caught her, and the moment she was about to roll off, she quickly hugged him with her body, and used her body to shield him from possible harm.

She didn't even have time to think, her body reacted naturally, and quickly pulled the little boy into her arms.

The hard stone scratched across the delicate back, scratched the thin courtyard uniform, and immediately cut a blood-red wound on the body, which was stinging and unbearable, as if rolling on the nail plate of an ancient torture tool.

The little girl frowned, snorted, and held the boy in her arms tightly with both hands. There was only a short distance to roll from the top of the slope to the bottom of the slope, but she felt that she had rolled a long, long way. The wounds on the back and hands were numb from the pain until the end.

When they were about to fall into the black cave below, the two were stopped by a tree. Li Zhouzhou finally couldn't bear the pain on his body and passed out.

"elder sister……"

Song Qingci's little face was covered in ashes, and his body was not harmed by Li Zhouzhou's protection. He opened his eyes and looked up at the person who was protecting him tightly in his arms in confusion.

The little girl's eyes were closed tightly, and there were a few tiny specks of sand on her long eyelashes. Her face was also dusty, worse than Song Qingci's.

Song Qingci sat up quickly, and he pushed the little girl lying on the ground. Her eyes were closed, and there were many cuts on her body. The blood red color left on the light blue courtyard uniform looked dazzling and terrifying.

The image of the woman lying on the ground with her eyes closed flashed in her memory, and Song Qingci blinked her eyes quickly a few times, with endless panic, "Sister, sister... don't sleep, don't sleep..."

The eye sockets turned red without knowing when, and hot tears fell from the eye sockets, rolling into balls with the mud on the ground.

Song Qingci was slightly stunned, his tears glistening, staring at the ground stained dark by tears.

For the first time, he cried for a person.

He swallowed, feeling his throat hurt so badly that the little boy finally broke down and cried.

He didn't want Zhou Zhou to die.

Zhou Zhou is the only person in this world who treats him well.

In order to make him happy, I will make him toys, take him to play, punish him instead of him, and smile at him softly, sweetly and brightly, like a warm little sun, giving him just enough warmth.

It's neither scorching hot nor freezing.

People are greedy. After they have something beautiful, they are reluctant to let it go, and even want more.

Let alone someone like him.

Born in darkness, he yearns for sunshine more than anyone else.

After calming down, Song Qingci wiped away the tears on his face, his immature face was full of determination.

The little child leaned on the big tree to barely stand up, and the little girl on the ground still had her eyes closed. He knelt down and touched her face, feeling the warm breath, and his immature face relaxed greatly.

Zhou Zhou is fine.

Song Qingci sniffed, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his little face was dusty, and a pair of bright black eyes seemed to be injected with new fresh energy, which made his little face more delicate and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)