First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

He curled up in a corner.Every time Qianqian felt sorry and signaled him to get closer, but he didn't care, saying that he was used to it and didn't feel the cold at all.

In such a world of ice and snow, Qianqian only feels warmer.After a few days, the two gradually became acquainted, chatting and so on.

"You've always been alone, don't you feel lonely?"

Nanmeng was adding firewood to the bonfire. She sat beside him and helped him bake his boots. The outside of the boots was covered with snowflakes, which turned into water when they met the fire. Just by looking at the traces of snow and water on the boots, you can tell the weather outside How bad it is.

"I don't know what loneliness is, because I have never felt it. Don't look at the lifelessness now. When everything recovers in spring, you will know what it means to be full of vitality. There are many animals in this forest, many birds, Some I would call and eat, and some I would not even touch if I starved to death."

When he was talking, his face seemed to emit a strange brilliance, which seemed to be the greatest joy in his life.

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Qianqian was full of curiosity about such a mysterious man, saying that he was an orphan, and he was obviously full of strong emotions, but he didn't express them at the right time.Said that he has nothing to do with the world, but Qianqian saw him slaughter a wild boar in the woods with his own eyes. The wild boar had obviously given up resistance, but he killed the red-eyed one and stabbed the wild boar until it couldn't move at all. Just give up, those eyes are clearly full of hatred.

Also, if it is true what he said, he grew up alone and alone in the forest, then who taught him to speak and who taught him martial arts?On this point, Qianqian is still very sure.

"What are you thinking? Why do you look at me like this?" Like a child, the unscrupulous eyes make Qianqian feel embarrassed.

She waved her hands hastily, her face flushed slightly, and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that you are fine here... really fine."

Small walls on all sides, warm little felt bags, and a warm fur bed, it is indeed a good place for healing for a person like Qianqian who has experienced strong winds and waves and feels exhausted physically and mentally.

Nan Meng chuckled, but didn't answer, she lowered her head and continued adding firewood. Today's dinner, fat pheasant soup, was still stewed on the campfire.The two chatted about interesting things in the forest, and most of the time Qianqian listened with a smile on his face. These were unheard of, and Nanmeng would always have a way to tell a peaceful and unremarkable story vividly, many times Qianqian almost wanted to He fell down laughing.

The days passed peacefully like this, and soon, another two months passed, and the superficial injury was completely healed.

The day of going out was a sunny day. Nan Meng made a crutch for Qianqian, supported Qianqian, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that the wound on my leg will leave scars no matter what."

It was just a sigh and didn't need an answer, but Nan Meng looked at Qianqian seriously...