her little sweet orange

Chapter 67 Dangerous
She sat up from Cheng Huai's arms, looked at him with a smile: "You are so cruel."

Cheng Huai chuckled, and put one hand around the girl's waist, "So don't try to run away."

"Well, I'm not running."

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Although the nature of the relationship between the two has changed, Chen Miao's lifestyle remains volatile.

Every day is still practicing piano and studying, but it is not boring to have Cheng Huai to accompany her, on the contrary, she quite enjoys this kind of ordinary company.

There were only two days left before the competition, so Chen Miao decided to take a few hours off for himself.

In the evening, the sky was getting dark, the streets were full of traffic, and the lights were dim.

Chen Miao led Cheng Huai for a stroll while blowing the wind by the river.

She stopped, her eyes reflected the sparkling river, and the sound of rippling water was accompanied by the evening wind gently blowing to her ears.

There were very few cars on the road, and the riverside was extremely quiet at this time.

Chen Miao turned her head to look at Cheng Huai. The evening wind blew her soft long hair and gently kissed her cheek.

Sensing the gaze of the girl beside him, Cheng Huai held her hand tightly and looked sideways at her.

The girl had light in her eyes and a smile at the end of her eyes.

Chen Miao wrapped his arms around him, leaned on Cheng Huai's shoulder, raised his finger to a banyan tree by the river, his eyes were bent, as if thinking of something funny.

"Do you remember that tree?"

"When we were six years old, we climbed a tree together, and I broke the branch."

Cheng Huai's gaze shifted from Chen Miao's profile to the tree she was pointing at, staring at it for a while, then he suddenly laughed, put his arms around Chen Miao's shoulders, and laughed softly.

"In the end, you pulled me down too, and when you landed on top of me, you even cried a lot."

Chen Miao elbowed Cheng Huai: "Hey, I don't need to talk about this anymore, it's embarrassing."

After she finished speaking, her eyes moved to the banyan tree again.

The small tree back then has now grown into a towering tree, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the forest is full of dyeing.

She squeezed her fingers between Cheng Huai's and interlocked them. Looking at the surrounding scenery, she sighed.

"Time flies so fast."

Cheng Huai bowed his head and smiled, holding her hand tightly.

"That's right, that kid who was wearing crotch pants back then has grown into a daughter-in-law now."

Chen Miao blushed, pushed Cheng Huai away, and kicked him lightly: "Shut up."

Cheng Huai had a doting smile on his face: "Okay, listen to my wife."

After speaking, he took Chen Miao into his arms again.

At this time, the smell of fried chicken on the opposite side slowly wafted, Chen Miao swallowed and rubbed his belly.

Cheng Huai lowered his head and asked her, "Are you hungry?"

Chen Miao nestled into his arms: "Yes."

"I'll go and buy."

At this time, the two of them didn't know that the danger was approaching.

There are few people here, and there are not many people in the fried chicken shop, so Cheng Huai didn't have to queue up and bought a fried chicken quickly.

Chen Miao was sitting on a bench across the road, smiling and waving to Cheng Huai.

Suddenly, the surrounding noise became louder, accompanied by screams from the crowd.

She turned her head, and a truck was speeding up from the depths of the road. The man sitting in the driver of the truck didn't have a right hand, and the whites of his eyes were dyed crazy red, with a hideous look on his face.

The only remaining left hand was turning the steering wheel indiscriminately, but the track was always pointing in one direction.

Han Qingquan's blood-stained eyes stared fiercely at the figure on the road, his eyes were extremely crazy.

Chen Miao's pupils shrank, his muscles tensed suddenly, and his appearance turned pale.

Her thoughts rushed out instinctively without going through her brain, and pushed Cheng Huai who was unaware.

Before Chen Miao had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the glare of the headlights reflected in her narrowed pupils, getting closer and closer.
With the screeching sound of brakes and the huge inertia and impact force, the truck crashed into the wall of the fried chicken shop, the scene was fragmented, and the sound of metal scraping and tearing caused the crowd to scream.

Dazzling blood stained the road red.
(End of this chapter)