Chapter 659 A Story

   "I asked him to approach you."

  Han Chen's voice came from behind, he was holding a glass of red liquid and slowly shaking, the fitted white clothes made his figure even more slender.

   At this moment, he is like a vampire in legend, elegant and beautiful, but with deadly danger.

   Soft sense of smell is very sensitive, what he is holding in his hand, where is wine, it is blood.

   "So, our first meeting was actually arranged by you, right?"

   sniffed softly, forced back the tears that were about to burst from his eyes, and forced himself not to cry.

  Han Chen came over and wiped away the tears from the soft corners of his eyes with his fingers.

  The girl watched him back away vigilantly.

   "Don't be so sharp, I arranged for him to approach you, just to protect you, you are my daughter, how can I bear to hurt you."

   His voice was so gentle, but in soft ears, it was like the whisper of a devil.

"What you're doing now is hurting me, and I don't need your protection. Since you know I'm your daughter, why didn't you recognize me at first, but now you run and say something to take me home? There are several other dads and masters!"

   "Ruanruan, the master has difficulties." Gong Qianchi, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but defend Han Chen.

   "Are you stupid!" She glared at him softly

"He made you look like this, although I don't know how he did it, but I know that the fusion of human and animal genes must be very harmful to the body. Do you know that you will die like this? of."

   Gong Qianchi smiled "I know."

   In the face of death, he has no fear at all.

   "Master, let me take her out for a stroll and calm down, don't think about it."

  Seoul nodded coldly, raised his head and drank the bright red blood in the goblet, his lips looked even redder.

  Han Chen glanced at Ruan Ran, turned and left here.

  Miya Chichi said softly to Ruan Ruan, "Let's go."

   Ruan Ruanhe sneered, "I suddenly don't want to go out again."

  Miya Chichi waited patiently for her, "I really don't want to go out and see, we might have to float at sea for a few days, don't we go to see the sea?"

   snorted softly and walked around Gong Qianchi to the front.

   Out of the room, she didn't see anyone else on the boat except Gong Qianchi.

   "Afraid of scaring you, they were all called away by the master."

   seemed to know the doubts in Ruan Ruan's heart, and Gong Qianchi spoke out to clarify her doubts.

   Softly looked at the night outside and muttered, "I'm afraid to scare me at this time. Didn't he feel good when he saw me being scared before."

  Miya Chichi just smiled and did not speak.

  It is already night, the lights on the boat are as bright as day, and the starry sky in the night is quite beautiful, but the sea sponge can not be seen clearly in the night, only the sound of the waves beating on the boat can be heard.

   looked at Gong Qianchi softly and expressionlessly, "Is this what you mean by looking at the sea?"

   Look at the yarn in the dark.

   Gong Qianchi didn't have the slightest embarrassment on his face, "It's hard to hold back in the house, but it's better to go outside to change your mood."

  The soft and slender wrist is mounted on the railing, I don't want to talk anymore, I'm so angry.

   "Actually, the master let me approach you that time so that I could protect you."

  The girl was leaning against the railing, the sea breeze picked up her hair, she pursed her lips and didn't speak, didn't even look to the side, her little face was a little puffy, like a little hamster whose cheeks were stuffed with food.

   Maybe even she didn't realize that when she was angry, the bulging cheeks looked especially cute, the baby fat on her face that hadn't disappeared, and the angry little eyes, looking at the fierce milk.

   It doesn't seem to have changed much compared to when I was a kid.

   Gong Qianchi remembers Ruan Ruan's angry look when he was a child, and it looks like this, and it looks even cuter.

   Miya Chichi, who was standing beside the girl leaning against the railing, couldn't help laughing.

   turned his head softly and gave him a vicious look.

   "Soft and soft is still as cute as when I was a child."

   Cute your sister, can't you see that she is very angry and angry now?

  “Meow~”

Suddenly there was a cat meow, and Ruan Ruan suddenly pricked up his ears. A half-sized kitten walked on the deck. The little guy ran over happily, sitting not far from the two of them, with his furry little head tilted. Look at this, look at that, don't seem to know where to go.

   "Come here Momo."

   Gong Qianchi beckoned, and the kitten screamed coquettishly, and ran to Gong Qianchi with four small claws, the small body rubbed against his feet and then was picked up in the air.

   Gong Qianchi patted the head of the kitten in his arms, the little guy was staring at Soft with his big watery eyes, and his little claws were even eager to try to hook up with her clothes.

  The girl looked at the cat, and couldn't help but land on Miya Chichi's exposed ears and tail.

  This...the kicks are exactly the same, especially the clump of white hair on the tip of the tail.

   "It's very similar, right?"

  Miya Chichi sensed her gaze, touched the little belly of the kitten in his arms with his fingers, let it go and let it jump into the soft embrace.

   The little guy would meow all kinds of meows as soon as he passed, and the milky voice of the milky little milk was soft.

   "The animal genes on me belong to a cat that looks exactly like Momo. It was my only companion when I was young, also called Momo."

   looked at Gong Qianchi softly, at this moment, his face lost the smile, looking at the black world, the pair of vertical pupils flashed a strange light.

   Ruan Ruan didn't know how to describe it, but he felt as if he was about to merge with the darkness, exuding loneliness and desolation.

   "Let me tell you a story."

   Gong Qianchi opened his mouth slowly, the night at sea, as long as it wasn't a violent storm, would be calmer, but Gong Qianchi's story was miserable and lonely. That kind of life seemed to be living in a storm all the time.

  The kidnapped boy, at a young age, would be forced by the traffickers to steal things every day, or take a broken bowl, kneel in a crowded downtown, and beg humbly.

What awaits him every day is hunger, beatings and scoldings, and a cold wooden bed. In winter, he is so cold that he can only curl up and hug his knees, beside other children who have been kidnapped, and absorb a little bit of it. of warmth.

   I don’t know how long it has been like this, and he has even become numb. Later, the police came, those who abused them were arrested, and they were saved.

  However, the little boy was too young and had a fever again, so he didn't even remember where his home was.

   can't be asked from those people either.

   Later, he was taken to an orphanage. He thought it was a relief, but he didn't want to escape the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again.

   "The director of the orphanage is only raising funds in the name of the children, and the funds raised actually fall on the children, which is pitiful.

   Even in the orphanage, there are three, six, nine, and so on. This is how the dean and other children introduce the little boy.

  ‘This is your new classmate. He used to be a thief, stole things from many people, and also a beggar. Everyone should pay attention to him in the future. ’”

   (end of this chapter)