Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

"I'll take you out." The man said in her ear again, although his voice was clear and childish, it was inexplicably with convincing power.

He was dressed in black and held her tightly in his arms, and his whole body was full of fresh smell.

Xia Bing feels that the taste is a little familiar, but at this time, a strong sense of pain hit her, so that she clenched her lip and tried to control her mind not to make a sound.

Xia Bing wants to say something to please him.

No matter who he was, it was she who met a driftwood in the boundless deep sea.

He was her only way out.

She clung to his arm, fingernails forced, as if to be embedded in his clothes.

At this time, the man squatted forward and put her back on the back.

His back was solid and broad, and his shoulder blades were slightly emaciated, which made her a little uncomfortable, but this discomfort was soon annihilated by the pain that followed.

Her eyelashes moved, her lips trembled, and her pale face was covered with sweat.

The winding blood, like some ancient incantation, painted horrible and bloody lines on her white shins.

Two feet with the man's steady pace, rapid swing, shoe tip seems to have red condensation into beads, occasionally drop a drop.

The man, with her on his short back, avoided the more conspicuous place from the window, and then came to a corner of the castle wall.

The thick grass at the corner of the wall was torn away, and there was a hole.

It seems that it used to be a dog hole, but after years of wind and rain, the edge of the hole was constantly corroded, which made it much larger than the ordinary dog hole, but it was not too big. It was enough for a man to carry her on his back.

As soon as she went out, Xia Bing put most of her heart down.

The pain in her stomach continued, and she always felt that she was about to give birth.

It's like holding on to the straw in front of him. It's like holding on to her life.

"Help me." The breath of summer ice is very weak, but the voice is with a request that can't be refused.

The man carries her on his back, never stops, and his steps are steady and flying.

"Hold on, I you'll be OK."

The wind like voice, floating into her ears, let her inexplicable peace of mind.

She felt very tired and inexplicably comfortable. She could not help looking up at the sky.

The day when the wind was blowing a moment ago, it was very quiet now, and there was no wind around.

A full moon hung high in the night sky, illuminating their way forward.

In front of him is sang Shijun's Xishan villa. His shoulders have suddenly become broad and compact.

The man's pace slowed down, with some casual leisure: "when we are old, I will carry you on my back like this. We went out for a walk together, walking in the moonlight and chatting about our son, grandson and great grandson... "

Suddenly became calm and magnetic voice, summer ice's thinking suddenly pulled back.

Sang Shijun!

Xia Bing was surprised and sat up from the bed.

She gasped heavily, her chest fluctuated, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Once let her despair of the painful taste, with the disappearance of the dream, but also a little bit annihilated.

She had nightmares again.

Xia Bing gets up and pours a cup of cold water, which makes her feel a little better.

But the last image in the dream is still lingering in my mind.

When she escaped from the castle, there was a man who helped her. She didn't know who the man was. Later, she didn't dare to go back to look for her. She thought that maybe some bodyguard sympathized with her, so she saved her.