“…” When he opened his mouth, he realized that he didn’t know the child’s name. Wen Qingyu stared at Mi Feixue and remembered what Mi August called the child, “Baby, help me, can you open the door for me?” I will repay you, I will remember your goodness and be good to you all my life.”
The puppet man’s expression changed, not because he was afraid that the prey that had reached his mouth might escape, but because he was preparing for the food to escape.
Wen Qingyu noticed it, and his desire to survive reached its extreme.
“I heard that Qing Yu swore to God that today you saved me, and I will marry you when you are old enough. You will be the only one in your life, and we will hold my son’s hand and grow old together.”
Mi August looked sideways.
The vow to betray the savior years later came ahead of schedule without changing even a word. The nature of a scumbag is regardless of age. He will use emotions to deceive people when he is twelve or thirteen years old.
The puppet man came back to his senses, with an angry expression on his face, and his bloodshot eyes were full of mockery waiting for a good show.
Despair tastes best when hope is shattered.
Mi Feixue moved.
Mi August saw it and didn’t stop him.
The child stood up in the carriage without being crowded. She walked up to Wen Qingyu in a few steps, grabbed the carpet roll on the ground and stuffed it into Wen Qingyu’s mouth.
The puppet man was stunned.
Mi Feixue ran back to Mi August and opened her mouth.
Mi August was thoughtful and brought her a cup of tea.
Mi Feixue dipped her fingers in water and wrote on the small table: I am your baby.
After writing, he glanced at Wen Qingyu and then looked at Mi August.
Mi August held her little hand and said with a smile, “That’s right.”
As the sun sets, and the last ray of light is swallowed up by the horizon, the puppet in the treasure car suddenly shows a proud and ferocious face. Wen Qingyu, who originally had half of his shoulders outside, was swallowed up instantly.
Without even uttering the last scream, a living person disappeared into the carriage.
The ground returned to its original state, and the “gurgling” sound of the carriage lingered for a long time.
The puppet man stared at Mi and August with evil eyes, and licked the corners of his mouth with his long tongue as if tasting delicious food.
“Dong dong.”
The car door knocked from outside.
Yu Hu’s voice came, “Your Excellency?”