First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

His hand was held down by the other big hand, and Qianqian saw his eager eyes, "I gave you the medicine, it may hurt unbearably, but you have to bear it so that you can't reach out and rub it, otherwise you will get infected."

"Oh..." Qianqian was stunned and nodded.

The two of them just looked at each other like this, feeling that there was nothing at all.Instead, he noticed that the man in front of him saw an imperceptible shyness in his eyes.

The reason why Qianqian caught it was because this expression was far from his own rough temperament.

Perhaps sensing the embarrassment between the two of them, that person got up, carried Qianqian on his back and walked to the edge of the campfire, and Qianqian slowly looked at the room.This is a typical northern laughing grass hut, all made of wood, with a small basket hanging from the beam, which should be used to store food and water.

"I still don't know the benefactor's name!"

"My name is Nanmeng, and I'm not a benefactor." His answer was very blunt, which made people feel cold after hearing it. Just when Qianqian thought that he had no intention of talking to her, she heard him glance at the person on the bed. I asked in a low voice, "So... what's your name?"

What a lovely man!

Qianqian couldn't help being happy, and said with a smile: "My name is Yu Qianqian, you can call me Qianqian." After talking, looking around, he asked again: "Do you live here alone? Where is your family?"

Nan Meng seemed to be shocked, pale, and recovered her demeanor, "I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I have no family."

"Oh... I'm sorry." Qianqian stuck out her tongue, realizing that she might be busy.

Who knew that Nan Meng smiled brightly, showing a particularly conspicuous set of small white teeth, and said, "It doesn't matter, I've already gotten used to it."

Qianqian's affection for him is increasing rapidly.

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The questioning between the two seemed to have reached a deadlock, and neither of them knew what to say next.

"I……"

"I……"

She smiled lightly, "Tell me first..."

"It's nothing, you can take care of your wounds! I won't ask you where you came from or where you are going, but you can rest assured that I will go out to hunt and I will come back to grill meat for you later."

Qian Qian looked at Nan Meng, nodded and smiled, "Thank you!"

Nanmeng bowed her back and lifted the thick curtain made of black bear skin. A raging wind and snow came in, and all the broken hair on her forehead was blown to the back of her head, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Nan Meng seemed to look back, then turned around again.

Under Nanmeng's care, Qianqian's injury healed quickly, and within a few days, she was able to barely support the wall and walk in this small house.Nanmeng was naturally very happy, and she gradually smiled when she looked at Qianqian's eyes.

Nan Meng didn't talk much, maybe because she was used to loneliness for a long time, Qian Qian was hurt, and she didn't have the energy to talk much.Most of the time, both of them are silent.However, Qianqian can feel Nanmeng's strong friendship in some small traces.

For example, he always tries to move the only bonfire in the house to the wooden bed where he sleeps lightly...