Doomsday charter woman

Chapter 71 71. The Sadness of Short Legs
It wasn't until he was far away from the base that Ye Yu took back the dark energy in his hand.

I thought I had a chance to try out the restraint skills, but I didn't expect this person to be so smart. The structure of his mind might be different from ordinary people's.

Otherwise, how could he easily agree to take them out of the base, and actually bring them out.

"No, it's too cold! Too tired! I want to rest! I want to sleep!" Wenrou's feet moved restlessly, and she walked for more than an hour in high heels. This was waist-deep snow, if there was no Ye Yu led the way, and she wouldn't leave even if she was killed.

"Xiaorou, hold on a little longer, it's not safe here. I'll drive the excavator to open the road later. If you don't want to leave, just stay in the car together. Be obedient, ah!" Wen Gang rubbed Wenrou's head, and all he felt was The big hat on the down jacket, the little sister who loves stinking beauty finally succumbed to the cold weather.

Wenrou wanted to turn her head to avoid her cousin's big hand, but she might have been frozen and her reaction was a bit slow, so she didn't avoid it.

The hat was pressed down by her cousin's big hand, and then she remembered that the weather had made her wear the hat, and her hair style today was in vain.

Her resentment increased, but seeing that the two people in front had no intention of stopping, and her cousin didn't listen to her, she could only grit her teeth and continue walking on her stiff legs, moving like a machine.

The one with black wings is a devil, right? Is she going to take herself to hell?

Looking at the pair of huge black wings, Wenrou was a little anxious.

She hasn't gone home to see her parents yet. Can you not take her away?

When the devil hugged her from behind, Wenrou had no strength to struggle. Perhaps she was too excited and fainted.

I don't know how long it has passed, Wen Rou felt the warmth, smelled the aroma of food, and heard someone talking.

Has she gone to hell?
When a person dies, isn’t it cold?Why are her hands so warm?
hiss~
Wenrou pinched the flesh on her face, it really hurt.

not dead?

Sitting up directly under the quilt, Wenrou looked at the room which was not a little smaller than the bedroom she lived in the villa, and couldn't turn her head around.

Wasn't she taken away by a demon with big black wings?Why did you send her to someone's bedroom?
Could it be that it was a dream before?
Or was she frozen and hallucinating?

"Xiaorou, are you awake? Come out for dinner!"

Apart from Wen Gang, there will be no other person knocking on the door.

"coming."

Wenrou opened the quilt and was about to put on her shoes. When she looked down at the thermal pants she was wearing on her legs, her expression almost broke.

She hasn't worn this thing in years!
Thinking about the fact that she was so cold that she hallucinated and almost went to the God of Death, Wenrou could only put away the extra expression on her face, pretended that she had just woken up and found nothing, opened the door and went out.

"How is it? Is it still cold? Your clothes are soaked in snow, and the clothes on your body were changed by Xiaoyu for you. I was afraid that you would catch a cold again, so I specially found the thickest one."

Wenrou's expression that she had just put away almost cracked again. Whose brother is this?Could she pretend not to hear?

She strode forward, walking faster, and the sound was left behind, and she could no longer hear it.

Wenrou strode forward, but the voice still kept chattering in her ears.

"Xiao Rou,..."

It was her fault that she had forgotten that of the three siblings in the family, she was the one with the shortest legs...

(End of this chapter)