Rebirth Space: Ace Spicy Wife, Don’t Get Angry

"Help, help, woohoo, help!"

A weak and tender voice sounded not far away, Qin Tianyue pushed away from the ink and asked in confusion, "Did you hear any sound?"

"Um!"

Mo Yishen's cold and stern gaze shot to the front of the two of them not far away. There was a high slope, blocked by a few wild fruit trees, and the subtle voice sounded from the hillside behind the tree.

Qin Tianyue pushed Mo Yishen away, and He Mo Yishen looked at the place where the sound was made, "There are children? How come there are children?"

They stood here for so long and didn't see any children. Suddenly there was a child's voice, still so weak.

Qin Tianyue moved slightly, and Mo Yishen grabbed her hand, "Don't go, I'll go!"

Mo Yishen let go of Qin Tianyue's hand and ran behind a few wild fruit trees under the rain.

Qin Tianyue stared at Mo Yishen's back, her eyes full of worries. She gritted her teeth and ran to the other side. How could she rest assured that she was alone here while he was in the rain.

"Mo Yishen!"

Qin Tianyue ran towards Mo Yishen, and the two of them had just wiped dry faces and bodies, and now it was all rain.

Mo Yishen turned his head, his handsome face was cold and severe, "What are you doing? Go back!"

He was domineering and seemed very angry. Qin Tianyue ran to him and took his hand, "I won't go back. I want to save people. Let's be together."

Mo Yi pressed her deep and thin lips tightly, locked her eyes, and walked towards the fruit tree with her hand.

When the two of them walked to the fruit tree, they saw a boy of about seven or eight years old in the middle of the hillside pulling the vine with one hand and the picked fruit in the other. His feet barely stepped on a stone and his complexion rose. Red, asking for help in difficulty.

He had been trapped for several hours, because he wanted to pick some fruits to eat, he accidentally stepped on it and fell off. Fortunately, a vine was caught by him, otherwise he would have fallen down the hillside.

The boy was really weak, weakly calling for help, hoping that someone could hear his voice and help him.

The rain was so heavy that he couldn't hold it anymore, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die! He shouldn't be playful and want to pick wild fruits to eat, he is scared, really scared!

When Qin Tianyue and Mo Yishen walked to the hillside, the boy opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, "Sister, brother, help me, help me."

Mo Yi took a deep look at the vine that the boy had grasped, bent over and grabbed the vine and pulled it upwards.

Qin Tianyue has been behind him, watching carefully, and stretched out his hand to cover his head, hoping to cover him with a little rain.

The not-so-thick vine suddenly broke at the moment when the child was about to be pulled up, and the boy yelled in fear and fell down the hillside.

Qin Tianyue's expression changed, and he subconsciously jumped forward and grabbed the boy's hand.

Mo Yi's phoenix eyes sank, and he grabbed Qin Tianyue's hand.

She stepped on a protruding stone, grabbed the boy's hand and held him in her arms, carefully comforting, "It's okay, nothing will happen."

The rain kept falling on her, and Qin Tianyue raised his head and looked at Mo Yishen, who was holding him. His expression was pure, angry and vaguely afraid.

"Yue'er!"

His low voice came from the pouring rain.

Qin Tianyue raised his head and raised a smile, then said with a light smile, "The ink is deep!"

His hands were tight, as if he was afraid that she would fall to the hillside if she loosened it.

"I'm here, I won't let you do anything!"

He didn't expect that she would jump forward and grab the boy's hand. No one knew how painful his heart was at that moment. He was afraid that she would fall right in front of him.