The skinny girl watched the blood cake that was thrown back in front of her again, looked at the figure that had already left, and wanted to stand up and thank her, but her thighs as thin as a tree trunk were totally uninteresting.

The plan will not change, and I don’t know which way to go. Bai Ji is a little tired, hungry and a little bit accustomed to it, her head is dizzy, she wants to sleep, since If you are a beggar refugee, then go to the village and act as if you can. Bai Ji looked around, just to see a pavilion with no roof on the side of the road, but unfortunately, it was already full.

A big man was snoring loudly, lying on the straw at this moment.

"Hey, wake up, wake us up." The big man who sleeps more dead than a pig can naturally not be awakened by a few breeze.

"Hey, how can you sleep better than a pig?" Bai Ji was full of disgust, took off her shoes, and kicked the man's rough face very unfriendly. What do you eat? A factory mu playing "Hahaming..." The drooling man was awakened by a shake of teasing. "Snow, blood cake?" ? Where is the blood cake? He looked at the pink feet in front of him in a daze, and subconsciously leaned over.

"Go away, is it disgusting? I haven't taken a bath for a few days, so dare to touch us?" Bai Ji's black-bellied smiling face collapsed completely, covering her nose, and stepping on the big man's face with one foot. Corner.

"Hey, get up, get out, this is ours." Bai Ji said coldly.

"Huh?" The big man was taken aback, and touched his nose a little funny. On this street, for the first time, he saw Lengtouqing dare to grab this ‘dragon bed’ with his Scarface, newcomer?

"Didn't you understand? Let's let you get out.

……Yes. .KN Shin Ji’s words seemed magical. The big man kept his eyes on, then stood up voluntarily, walked to the entrance of the pavilion very obediently, squatted, and rolled out like a ball.

"Ah Ming, Wumu Xiumi~ Good night, Miss Moon." After vacating her position, Bai Ji patted the dust slightly, and the tight black robe lay down, curled up like a squirrel, and soon passed. There was an orderly sound of breathing.

"Miss, wait for the old... hey, listen to my advice, the vitality of those refugees is tenacious, and they can't starve to death for a while. This is just finished eating, you can stop for a while." Outside the broken wooden wall There was a thin conversation, and then, two figures appeared on the road one after another.

"It doesn't feel good to be hungry, isn't it." After the hoarse and low voice of the old man, there was a delicate and crisp voice of a girl, his tone full of worry.

"Hey, old slave, I know, Miss, you are kind." Looking at the girl with braided long hair in front of him, the rickety old man sighed. "But it's not a problem that you have been raising them like this, they don't. I won't be grateful to you.

"I don't mean to make them grateful." The girl shook her head, her face firm. "I'm just doing what I can do, doing my best.

"Hey, miss, listen to the old slave. If we still have surplus food, it is not a bad thing to be kind and good, and the old slave does not expect anyone to thank us, but the food in our family is already stretched, and the warehouse will soon bottom out. Yes, but those refugees are nothing. "You always say that you won't give it next time and keep some food for yourself, but when will it be next time? ? "

... The girl was silent, looked at the stars in the sky, and sighed deeply. "You" miss, it's better, let's go back. "The old man sighed. "A person's power is limited after all, isn't it?" "

".Go... the girl shook her head bitterly. "Where can I go back?" My home is gone, isn’t it? Even, I haven’t had time to see my father and younger brother for the last time. Now how can I have the face to go back? There is no place to be called home for a long time.

"Miss... don't you still have a elder brother? The eldest master is still there."

"No, I can't go back." The girl shook her head like a drum. She was silent for a long time. She glanced over the road inadvertently, slightly surprised.

"Isn't this, the uncle who likes to sleep inside the wooden wall? How could he show up on the side of the road?" The girl covered her mouth in surprise.

"Why are you sleeping on the side of the road? Did nothing happen?" The girl was a little confused and spared the uncle who was lying on the ground, and walked into the pavilion made of a few rotten woods with some curiosity.

In the moonlight, she saw the girl curled up on the straw, as if she wanted to hug the last warmth of her body as much as possible.

It's a girl, and it's still a very young kind.

Leaning on the outline of the body, the girl recognized it.

Is she also a refugee here? Why did he appear here? Could it be that the overbearing uncle was kind enough to let this homeless little girl live in her ‘mansion’?

Alone? No companions, no relatives, parents, etc.?

Most of the refugees that girls see bring their families to move here, and they are completely moved here one by one. There are few people alone, even if there are adults who can survive alone, why are there such small children without parents? What? Did she wander here alone?

Driven out by the family, fall in family status, or accidental death of both parents, the young and inexperienced girl has to learn to take care of herself and learn to be strong. The original house no longer has a place for her, so she has to wander away alone. , Lonely wandering.

In just a few seconds, the girl made up a touching and tearful storyline.

What a poor child, the fate is really unfair to you. Living alone and still strong until now, what kind of struggle have you experienced...

Thinking about it, the girl pityed the sleeping girl into her arms.

Chapter 31 ~ Relief for granted?

"Wum chuu mi um chuo~" In the sound of unexplained dreams, the girl in her sleep unconsciously rubbed her thighs together and licked her small lips.

The slender eyebrows gradually tightened, as if dreaming of something bad, the corners of his mouth murmured. "Cake, cake... Butter cake is sticky, so ugly, don't don't... Umm tweeted!"

"My mother, we, we are wrong, we are really wrong, I will definitely not dare to do it next time, mother mother is forgiving, my little mouth is going to be filled up, I can't pretend to provoke, my belly is already full...Her His face was getting worse and worse, he stomped his feet indiscriminately, as if trying to escape something desperately, and then rolled his eyes with the mosquito coil.

The southern climate is dry and cold, and firewood and stoves are indispensable. They say that vampires have the ability to resist the cold, but that only applies to the royal family with pure blood. Common people are ordinary people without the protection of the blood of gods, except for the more tenacious vitality. Apart from having a long enough life span, perhaps they are no different from fragile human beings. They are both bargaining chips and victims of wars and political struggles.

"Puff puff puff... the flames in the furnace are shining on the pure silver hair sticking out of the black robe, and the black robe that wraps the petite body is slightly wide. The girl curled up her exquisite body, squeezing It seems to feel very comfortable after pressing her lips.

Although as a vampire girl can’t feel the feeling of cold, she can also feel that the environment she is in is very comfortable. The cold straw under the pillow seems to become soft, and sleeping on it can’t help but produce a time when only severe winter. Symptoms of bed-laying just appear.

The smooth air seemed to become dry, as if lying in his own room.

"Uum Tumi...

There was a hot touch on her feet. When the nightmare was going on, Bai Ji blinked her dim eyes, and a soft and comfortable place on her lips would always make people mentally numb. The so-called transition from frugality to luxury is easy to frugality. A comfortable environment always makes people tired of mind and body, and getting rid of it will test a person's willpower.

Sleeping alone in the suburbs with her consciousness empty, Bai Ji is not really careless in the sense of the word. She believes that her pet will expel the dragon's breath and destroy it at the moment when someone has malicious intentions towards her.

Even in less than half a year of seeing each other, this tacit understanding has never been severed as if it had lasted for thousands of years.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and patted her head. The big cake chasing herself was gone, replaced by a warm fireplace and a warm-toned bed.

The wooden room is not too big, and there are not many furnishings in the room, but it makes people feel very warm and clean. There are things like spices hanging on the walls. The bed can barely sleep alone. The fireplace is The dry wood is crackling.

Was it picked up by someone casually? I can afford to live in a wooden house. It is probably a small local rich man in the southern countries. According to the situation before E, the other party should not be a perverted attribute of lo*ic*n or something. , I just picked myself back from the slums in good intentions.

or Mu Xiaowan

Otherwise, he might have been baked into popcorn by Milo.

There was something crazy in her mind. When Bai Ji just wanted to support her body, three question marks appeared on her head, and her body seemed to be entangled by something.

She tilted her head, silently trying to untie the two arms that were tightly bound to her body, and afraid of waking up the girl who was sleeping well on her chest, she could only tangled out her tongue. He sighed lightly.

It should be confirmed. It was probably this girl who picked up herself. The aristocratic temperament was revealed from the bones, and this kind of thing could not be disguised.

Jiaohao's delicate face is full of serenity, except for her sleeping position...well, she is more ingenious. The girl is like a princess who has been left behind by the people.

Well, at least he is more like a princess than yourself. Which princess in the world looks like a creature between a young girl and a loli? The fact that staying young and unable to grow up is really a racial disadvantage...

Glancing at her poor and poor figure, Bai Ji sighed like this more than once.

It seems that Bai Ji's movements are too disturbing to the girl, as if she unconsciously hugged Bai Ji in her sleep, the girl's body began to squirm slowly, muttering to herself,...ok, what does this mean? Was it a simple dream, or was it followed by the sarcasm and sarcasm of the dream? ? Is yours big? ? ...Cut. It's just a little bit bigger than ours. What's to be proud of? Overgrown milk ~ cows, don't care about you.

The house is not big, and there is almost no place that is too exquisite. It is not like a place where princes and nobles live, but it should be a place where small local rich people live.

Bai Ji thought this way, until she saw that long hair that was soft and dangling, although it was mixed with other inconspicuous gray and dark colors, it was obvious that the main color was silver. Silver hair is very rare in the Scarlet Empire, even in the entire main plane. When it comes to silver, the first thing that humans think of is the fact that vampires. In the Scarlet Empire, silver hair can almost be regarded as a physical feature that symbolizes identity. (This sentence is crossed out) level.

In these years, apart from the direct line, the royal family has grown up like a cow. They are about to squeeze the living space of the direct line to death, and let them not live? ...

"Hmm...by? Little girl, are you awake? Uh...I'm sorry! I didn't mean it." Dimly using a little girl as a pillow to sleep, might be regarded as having a special The good gentleman in the gallery is abnormal.