Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Xinbao had no idea what was going on.

She swayed her short legs leisurely all the way, gnawing on the bonus fruit.

This kind of fruit is sweet and sour and delicious, but the residue is too thick to swallow, so it is also called hard to swallow.

She was holding a few in her small hands, and was concentrating on eating, when she felt that the basket suddenly flew up like clouds and fog.

Xinbao was taken aback, and with a trembling of his little hand, the bonus fruit slipped from his hand.

Xinbao anxiously said: "Yes! It's gone!"

The basket was still flying upwards, and the grass and trees slid past quickly in front of her eyes. She was a little dizzy due to the speed, and Xinbao grabbed the handle with one hand, and the red fruits in her hand fell down one after another. Xinbao became even more anxious: "Guoguo!" It's all gone!"

The basket finally stopped slowly, and the man lifted the basket, and showed a calm smile to the baby in the basket: "What's missing?"

His eyes flickered maliciously, as if he wanted to see the little baby scream and cry, but Xinbao didn't react for a while, and replied dumbfounded: "Huahongguozhi."

He frowned: "What?"

Xinbao said with a particularly good temper: "Huahongguozhi."

He still didn't hear clearly: "What the hell?"

Then he saw that the little baby in front of him showed some pity in his eyes: "Are you deaf?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and immediately became amused, "You little bastard, how can you still swear??"

Neither of them noticed that just a few steps away from them, separated by dense vines, a handsome young man was leaning against a tree, covering the bleeding wound on his waist with one hand, and covering his chest with the other. , with a small chestnut ball under his fingertips.

But in front of him, there were two poisonous bamboo leaves, one was hanging on the branch above his head, and the other was already in the grass at his feet, slowly raised his head.

He has long been used to his bad luck.

So at this time, when he was injured and entered the jungle, he was shocked by a pair of entangled poisonous snakes... This situation is not surprising at all.

Both snakes were ready to go, but he was seriously injured, he couldn't move fast, and he only had one hidden weapon in his hand, so he could only hit one... How to avoid the other one, he really had no good way.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, he heard that childish "de's" again.

Obviously only heard it once, but for some reason, it is very familiar.

The next moment, someone rushed not far away. Zhuyeqing hanging on the tree, sensed something, and slowly turned over. The red eyes like pomegranate seeds shone with a strange light. The snake's head slowly retracted, slowly Swim up to him.

The man turned his back to this side, unaware, and was talking to Nai Tuanzi.

He said: "You little bastard, you still curse?" As he spoke, he raised his hand to teach her a lesson.

Just as he raised his hand, a chestnut ball fell from the top of his head and hit his hand squarely.

The man was startled and turned around abruptly.

Zhuye Qingfei, who had already gained momentum, rushed out, and the mouth of the snake suddenly opened to an incredible angle, biting the man's face.

The man let out a miserable howl, and the basket dropped to the ground. His whole body was like a dead fish. With one flick, he fell on his back!

He tore Zhuyeqing away from his face with one hand, and flung it out, but her face was already covered in blood, and she was writhing on the ground in pain, and the screams were heard far away.

Xinbao was thrown to the ground with a basket and a person on his back. His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't see anything, he could only hear voices.

It's too prominent, and the whole person is down.

After a while, she gradually regained her senses, desperately trying to get out of the basket, but she couldn't get out no matter what.

Xinbao was anxious and frightened, and murmured: "Yes! Help!!"

Not far away, a thin and frail young boy came out slowly.

The basket was stuck in the grass, and all she could see was her little hands and feet struggling to dance, like a little turtle turned upside down, clumsy and pitiful.

The two times when he met her, it seemed that he hit her by mistake and solved his fatal crisis. Whether she was intentional or not, he always accepted her love.

So he walked over slowly.

Xinbao held his breath when he heard the soft footsteps, and the body of the little broken car trembled slightly in fear.

The next moment, a person appeared in front of her.

He looked down at her slightly, then took another step, helped the basket up, her little feet landed on the ground smoothly, and his voice was cold: "Can you get down by yourself?"

After a pause, he said again: "Are you going to come down?"

After another pause, he seemed to think of something, and said again: "Can you understand me?"

Before she could respond, he leaned on the top of the basket with one hand and bent down with difficulty, trying to see her expression clearly.

Nai Tuanzi was staring blankly at his wound.

Blood was gushing out, it was hard for her to imagine that under such an injury, he didn't yell and faint...Can he still walk and talk?

She slowly raised her face and looked at him.

He looked up to nine years old? Or ten years old? He was still a child, but he was so clear and handsome, but his face was pale, even his lips were pale, and his eyes and eyebrows were dark and indifferent, not like a real person.

He looked at her quietly, and repeated: "Can you understand me?"

Nai Tuanzi looked at him for a moment, then stretched out her little hand, pointing to his injury: "Your stomach is broken."

He was silent for a while.

It seemed that he judged that she was not a fool by these words, so he said directly: "I have already knocked out that thief, Brother Ling seems to be looking for you down the mountain, I am injured and cannot send you down the mountain , but I can wait here until your family comes looking for you."

Although what he said was polite, it was concise and to the point, but it was a pity that in front of him was a cub who could only pretend to be one thing in his heart.

Xinbao stared at the bleeding wound, and said again: "Your belly is broken and bleeding!"

The boy endured it, and repeated what he said before.

Xinbao politely waited for him to finish speaking, then stretched out her little hand again: "Your belly..."

juvenile:"……"

He took a long breath, took a few steps back, and leaned against the tree again, his face indifferent.

Nai Tuanzi carefully looked at his expression, and then stretched out her small hands: "Your belly..."

"I know!" The boy couldn't help but choked, "None of your business!"

Nai Tuanzi hiccupped in fright.

The young man slowly leaned back against the tree, Xinbao thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something important: "My..."

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Mine is gone..."

The young man didn't want to repeat that sentence again, he pursed his lips, and closed his eyes blindly, and after a while, he heard a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes and looked.

I saw her whole body on the ground, crawling out with hands and feet.

The boy glanced at the ground. There was nothing there. He took a breath, bent over obliquely, picked up a chestnut ball again and held it between his fingers, and looked at her indifferently.

Xinbao climbed out of the basket, looked around blankly, and saw the fainted man in front of him at a glance.

Duanzi gasped, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help it, sobbing louder and louder.

The boy took a long breath and said in a flat voice, "Why are you crying?"