Lost Lovers

Chapter 251

The others didn't dare to say a word. Although it was not clear what the grievances were between them, Shi Naixian's position before the flashlight went out was obviously not beside the Tang family father and son. He took the dagger in his hand and took the dagger in the darkness. With good intentions.

"唔 ..." Shi Naixian murmured again.

It turned out that Tang Sihuang kicked him fiercely again.

"you!"

司 Tang Sihuang ignored him and raised his hand to take off his backpack.

"Captain Tang, isn't this ..." Ding Chengcai thought he was going to grab Shi Naixian's bag and tried to stop it.

司 Tang Sihuang ignored him, took away the dagger in Shi Naixian's hand, searched out all the cold weapons in his bag, and threw the bag to the ground. Several hoes and a packet of biscuits were sprinkled on the ground. In the end, Tang Sihuang searched Shi Naixian and found nothing.

"This is the last time I warn you, and next time, I will use your cold weapon to cut off your head. If you don't believe it, try it."

The atmosphere suddenly condensed.

司 Tang Sihuang once again gave Shi Naixian a kick before turning around and returning to Tang Miao, still the position he was in before falling asleep. Tang Miao patted his arm, Tang Sihuang held his hand, and still closed his eyes.

耐 Shi Naixian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly showed a smile. He got up casually and sat down against the wall. The others looked at his weird smile in amazement, feeling a chill crawling up his back.

静 The basement was terribly quiet.

Pan Sheng couldn't stand the atmosphere. Suddenly he turned to Su Cuihua and yelled: "You **** is really a showgirl, want to smoke people!"

Su Cuihua paused, and scolded unabashedly: "Your old woman isn't a girl? If you have the ability, you won't pee later!"

"You ..." Pan Sheng suddenly had nothing to say.

Everyone seems to smell the urinary odor in the air, and hurry away from that corner. But I do not know if it was accidental or coincidental. Tang Sihuang, Tang Miao and his son, like Shi Naixian, were all isolated objects.

Tang Miao's face does not matter, it is not difficult to guess the reason. Although the father's actions toward Shi Naixian were justifiable defenses, in the last days, they fell into the eyes of others and became dangerous elements. Everyone couldn't help worrying that his dad's such powerful force would become their threat. For example, after they stayed in the basement for a few days, and food and water gradually decreased, would Daddy grab them? These people are right to be so vigilant, but they should not be guarded by their father and son.

As for the defense of Shi Naixian, Tang Miao thought that everyone must also think that Shi Naixian's eyes are like snakes. Of course the feeling of being stared at by the snake would not be better.

司 Tang Sihuang reminded: "The flashlight is off."

Tang Miao remembered that it was Ding Chengcai's turn just now, and he turned off the flashlight. Ding Chengcai was quite conscious. When he heard Tang Sihuang's voice, he turned on the flashlight immediately.

Tang Miao was really boring. He took out his notebook from his bag and spread it on Tang Sihuang. He recorded the dim light from the moment he entered the basement.

Tang Sihuang did not know when he had opened his eyes, his eyes were looking at him gently.

After writing the diary, Tang Miao had nothing to do. Seeing Tang Sihuang looking at him, he suddenly smiled at him subconsciously, and didn't know what he was laughing or why. Tang Sihuang raised his lips slightly and did not speak. Tang Miao blocked his mouth with one hand, and fed a chocolate ball into his mouth without any trace. Chocolate is a good way to replenish energy.

After Tang Miao estimated that the chocolate in Tang Sihuang's mouth had completely melted, he fed him another one.

Tang Sihuang waited until the second chocolate melted and sat up. The bad situation here makes him a little irritable, because the taste is really bad. He put Tang Miao in his arms, buried his head on his shoulders, and sniffed the scent of a light shower gel at the nose, which made him feel better.

Tang Miao also lazily lay on his shoulders, hiding his hands behind Tang Sihuang, twitching his fingers to signal that Charles and Heiwei were approaching, and feeding them two chocolates each. The others sat far away from them, but instead created convenience for him, and quietly poured some water into the two dog food bowls to rehydrate them. Winter requires much less water than in other seasons, and Tang Miao feeds only a few.