My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1173 Come to me, Lulu

"Let me drive, you take care of little pudding." Seeing Han Mochen's current situation, Fang Ci probably couldn't drive well, so he volunteered.

Han Mochen nodded, got into the back seat of the car, Fang Ci got into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt and started the car.

Zhi Nao Ling squatted in the back seat, wagging his tail slightly.

Brain Zero: "Meow~" Don't worry, she's fine!
Han Mochen touched the cat's head, "I haven't seen your mother for a long time, do you miss her? I'll play with you when she wakes up, huh?"

Wisdom Brain Zero: "Meow!!" Master Miao is not her son!
The cat froze, then turned around and pointed the cat's butt at Han Mochen, as if angry.

Han Mochen shook his head and smiled, his eyes returned to the unconscious girl in his arms, his eyes were full of pity.

……

in the space of consciousness.

Han Qianxiao felt a little breathless, the surroundings were so dark that she couldn't see any light.

She couldn't feel the outside world, which made her extremely depressed.

She didn't know what Luo Rong had done to her body now, nor did she know what the current situation was.

"Xiaozhi,! Xiaozhi!" She tried to shout a few times.

This time, he couldn't even feel the consciousness of Zhinao Zero, and completely cut off contact, like a lonely boat on the sea.

She really wants to get out of this ghost place, really wants to...

In the space, Han Qianxiao sat on a transparent boundary, hugged her legs, curled her body together, buried her head lightly between her legs, and felt so helpless for the first time.

"Good boy, don't be afraid..."

A voice came from a vague distance, causing Han Qianxiao to raise her head excitedly.

"Who?"

"..."

"Who's talking?"

Han Qianxiao stood up from the transparent ground and looked around the black hole, but no one could be seen.

"Good boy, relax, you are too nervous." The vague voice sounded again, echoing around Han Qianxiao.

"What the hell do you want to do to me?"

"You will always be my good boy, you don't need anything, come to me, Lulu..."

"you……"

"Lulu, come to my place..."

……

"what--!"

In the room, the girl on the bed suddenly screamed and opened her eyes.

Han Mochen came in from the door, quickly came to the bedside, and shook Han Qianxiao's hand with his hand.

"Xiaoxiao, look at me."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Seeing that the girl's pupils were still constricted, Han Mochen's heart ached.

Han Qianxiao's hand was cold, and the man held it tightly, trying to wrap it warmly.

Then he touched Han Qianxiao's cheek, eyelids and nose tip with his lips, slowly calming down and relaxing the girl.

Han Qianxiao, who came back to her senses, realized that she had finally returned home, and the person beside her was also the person she was most familiar with.

When the familiar smell filled the tip of her nose, Han Qianxiao suddenly hugged her.

Han Mochen also hugged her, gently patted her back with his big hands, rubbed her delicate hair, and said softly: "I don't know what you saw, but there is nothing here, only us, this is our home."

Han Qianxiao did not move.

After a while, Han Mochen felt a trace of wetness and hotness on his neck.

The heart felt like it had been stabbed hard.

The coldness and anger in his chest also came slowly, if he knew the reason why Xiaoxiao became like this, he would never let it go.

Han Qianxiao gradually relaxed in the man's arms. For a moment before, she felt that her soul had been taken away by someone, and it was no longer her own.

Very cold.

(End of this chapter)