?Now she can't have an accident. If something happens, Lord Shen Hou will immediately drive him out of the Hou Mansion. Shen Xichen has not yet determined who is the real enemy in the previous life. He doesn't want to get in at this time. jaws of death.

Why can't this person stop for a while?

Shen Xichen gritted his teeth, his mind turned quickly.

From Houfu to Yuze Academy, there are basically avenues, and there are few small roads. It is unlikely that she will go in the wrong direction.

Shen Xichen rushed to the Hou Mansion while thinking, just as the corner of his eye swept a bright red.

On the side of the mountain, a field of unknown wild flowers bloomed.

Shen Xichen stopped the horse immediately.

It is early summer and there are a lot of blooming places on the mountain, but not many of them are connected together like this.

He didn't hesitate anymore, got off the horse and went up the mountain.

There was silence on the mountain, wild flowers spreading, I don't know where the end was.

After Shen Xichen walked for a while, he faintly heard crying.

Hearing the cry, he shouted: "Shen Qiujin?"

Ye Chuijin, who waited for him to cry for half a night, then shouted in a loud and still leaking milky voice: "Brother!"

Hearing this name, the temperature of Shen Xichen's chest that had been burned by the fire suddenly dropped a little.

He walked forward following the sound, and soon saw a pit on the ground.

When Shen Xichen saw the scene in the pit by the moonlight, he involuntarily took a breath.

This is probably a trap made by farmers on the mountain. There are sharp bamboo tubes in twos and threes. If the prey falls, it will be fatal.

Shen Qiujin didn't know how fate it was. She fell into such a trap and stood upright, only a long sleeve was pulled out, revealing a small section of immature shoulders.

Shen Xichen knelt on the ground and reached out to her, pulling her out of the pit.

As soon as he was pulled out, before he had time to scold her, the little milk dumplings hugged his neck tightly, and a muddy cat-like face was buried in his neck and wept loudly.

Her gentle body pressed against him tightly, as if that way, she wouldn't be afraid.

Shen Xichen's heart softened fiercely, and the scolding words lingered on his lips, and he finally swallowed them all.

"Okay, okay, it's okay..."

The little milk dumpling cried out of breath, and still had to explain: "Mother won't let me pass your birthday... Also, don't allow others to bring me to you... I, I'm angry... …"

Hearing what she said, Shen Xichen was completely out of breath, he couldn't laugh or cry and stroked her back: "Don't be angry anymore."

"No...I, I'm angry..." She is quite skilled in the complaint, and regardless of whether the person in front of her can be the master of her house, the complaint must be over: "She is not the same, you come back... I, I even prepared a gift for you, and she is the same as I bring..."

Shen Xichen hugged her, listening to her slurring complaints in his ears, and safely took her out of the mountain, then turned on his horse, and circled her in his arms: "Then you can't run by yourself. Out."

Little milk dumplings wrinkled a little face: "No...I, I'm angry..."

Shen Xichen's gloomy mood all night was cleared by her amusement.

Her soft body pressed against him, and the temperature continued to flow from her arms.

This feeling reminded Shen Xichen that he didn't seem to be alone in this huge world. There was a little girl who insisted on giving him his birthday to call his brother.

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