Childhood sweethearts:Your Highness,I want a hug!

After playing with the children for a long time, the only one in the night stood up to rest.

At this time, a little boy came to pull her, "sister, you come to help me with something."

Night only curious, but also followed the boy away.

Anyway, it's not dangerous to follow children in this welfare home.

The little boy didn't take her to any special place. Instead, he took her to the library next door, pointed to a cabinet and said, "sister, help me with the paint on it."

There are some areas in this library where children's tools for writing and drawing are put. It's just a paint can. It's easy.

But the jar is deep and needs to be held on the bench.

There was a stool next to me when I was painting. I stepped on it steadily and took out the paint pot, but I felt my hand stuck to the pot.

When she tried to let go, the liquid in the jar was shaking, and she had a bad guess in her heart. When it dropped on her finger, she felt hot, but she couldn't shake it off anyway.

The little boy reached for the paint. "Thank you, sister."

The only thing in the night was afraid of spilling on the child, so he stretched out his hand to the side, and the stool at his feet suddenly shook and broke.

"Ah

"Go away!" Night only the whole body to the side of dumping, in an instant, she struggled to the other side of the liquid in the jar to pour out.

He fell off the stool unprepared. Fortunately, the night's only flexible hands and feet protected him from serious injury.

The liquid corroded the ground, and her right hand was still a little wet.

Such a big movement led the next door Gong Qianli to come here, scared repeatedly!

The night's only quick decision made the little boy look good.

"Only, your hand..."

"It hurts."

Night only holds the wrist, dare not touch the burn place.

Quickly rinse with plenty of water and slowly take the jar off her fingers.

It's just that her smooth and white fingers are now burned in several places, and the two hands are in sharp contrast.

And went to the nearest hospital to handle the hands, determined to be contaminated with sulfuric acid.

Gong Qianli was angry and annoyed when he learned the whole story.

"Who on earth is playing a prank!"

The only night to endure the pain, calm face said: "I'm afraid this is not a prank."

The children inside are kind-hearted in nature. Even if there are naughty children, they can't be trapped one layer after another without being found.

If she doesn't use a stool and reaches for the paint, it's easy to pour, then sulfuric acid will be splashed on her hands, or even drenched from her head

If she uses a stool, she can't shake the jar after she gets it. The liquid in the jar is full. If she shakes a little, she will spill a little.

Anyway, all kinds of circumstances are included, unless she doesn't go to get that thing.

But how could she not be prepared to help a child with a paint can?

That man is really calculating her.

"It's good you're quick, or it's bad. Who is it going to be? "

"I don't know, but I feel like I have something to do with the rose incident."

Gong Qianli was angry and clenched his fist. "I must find out that man!"

The night only brushed her arm to give her comfort, "by the way, you haven't told anyone else about this?"

Gong Qianli shook his head. "No, I've been concerned about your situation. I haven't had time to say that yet."

"Don't talk about it. I'm going to meet the child."