Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 800, The Resentment of the Fallen Angels 5
Rong Anfan's deep voice rang in his ears: "I don't care if you hate us or not, I tell you, Rong Xiaohao, no matter what, we will never let you go!"

Qingcheng gritted her teeth: "We are related by blood!"

The words that seemed to be reminders did not respond to Rong Anfan, and his tone was stubborn and stubborn.

"The person I want, no matter who she is!"

Slender fingers stroked the girl's slender and pale chin, her eyes were in a daze for a moment, and then she didn't know what to think, Rong Anfan swallowed her throat, let go of Qingcheng, her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Rong Xiaobai, I will wait for you to grow up. Before you grow up and we have you, you can't leave this manor. You like painting and learning. It's still the same as before. We will find you a good one. The teacher is here to teach you, what you need, we will try our best to satisfy you, but you must not leave here, you cannot escape from us"

As he spoke, he went straight out of the room. Before leaving the room, he did not forget to say: "I'll call you for dinner later!"

Leaving Qingcheng alone in the room, watching the closed door.

Sitting in front of the easel for a while, fingers slowly touched the sunflowers blooming facing the sun on the drawing paper, thinking slightly.

"Stay here? Hehe... Do you think I'm a fool? Stay here and wait for you to fatten up and eat?"

Qingcheng chuckled, with deep eyes, although the two brothers adopted the original owner in the past few years, because the original owner was too young, they did almost everything except the last step.

The infringement on the original owner only started in the past two years.

Unlike when the original owner first came here, most of them starved the original owner, closed the small dark room, or threatened them.

Close your eyes and practice slowly.

It wasn't until some time after practicing that Qingcheng's spiritual sense could feel the footsteps in the corridor outside, so she stopped practicing, picked up the paintbrush at the side, and sketched the outline and figure of the figure on the drawing board in front of her. shape.

When Rong Anfan opened the door and walked in, he saw such a scene.

The sun shines through the bright and transparent glass, casting a scorching light on the girl by the window. The girl has a slender figure and serious eyes on her pale and thin face.

The gentle sunlight shrouded her body, making her whole body seem to be rendered with a thin layer of white light, which was beautiful and refined.

Such a scene made Rong Anfan who was standing at the door lost his focus for a moment.

At the moment when he lost his mind, his eyes were dark, and there was something in his heart that was slowly growing and growing...

One day, it will grow to an incredible height.

"Little bully, it's time to eat!" Even if he didn't want to spoil the scene in front of him, Rong Anfan had to interrupt the girl in front of him, and said in a soft voice that he didn't know.

Qingcheng paused for a moment when she was writing, put down the paintbrush in her hand, got up and walked to Rong Anfan, walked past him, and walked out the door.

Seeing Qingcheng's movements, Rong Anfan lowered his eyes slightly, and subconsciously grabbed Qingcheng's wrist tightly.

Being caught off guard by Rong Anfan's wrist, Qingcheng was a little surprised for a moment, then turned her head and looked at him, thinking that he was going to say something to her.

Unexpectedly, Rong Anfan grabbed her wrist, pulled her directly, and walked downstairs.

The scorching palm touched Qingcheng's hand, causing Qingcheng to come to her senses, not wanting to cause trouble, An An followed Rong Anfan downstairs.

When Rong Anlin just put the food on the table, his eyes flickered slightly when he saw the boy and girl coming down the stairs slowly.

After going down the stairs, Rong Anlin walked directly in front of Qingcheng, lifted Qingcheng skillfully, walked to the dining table and sat down: "Little bully, I'll carry you over to eat!"

The actions that Rong Anlin was accustomed to were very common in the memory of the original owner. In the past few years, the two brothers often seized the opportunity to take the initiative to touch the original.

The original owner resisted at first, but after the resistance had no effect, he learned to be silent.

It was inevitable that the two of them saw something was wrong, Qingcheng did not reject Rong Anlin's gesture, and was hugged by Rong Anlin, sitting on his lap.

Rong Anfan pushed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Qingcheng, and put some food for Qingcheng: "Eat!"

Qingcheng silently picked up the chopsticks to eat, and while she was eating, the man who was holding her dishonestly touched her here and there with his fingers.

Qingcheng paused for a while while eating, her eyes sank slightly, she turned her head and stared at the fingers that seemed to be inadvertently touching her flat, undeveloped chest.

"Is it interesting? Facing an undeveloped airport!" Qingcheng rolled her eyes, slightly speechless.

"Airport?" Rong Anfan, who was sitting next to Rong Anlin, was a little surprised at Qingcheng's sudden arrival. He looked in front of Qingcheng and nodded seriously: "It's indeed an airport. It's nothing special!"

Rong Anlin twitched the corners of his mouth, and pinched Qingcheng's extremely flat front two times with bad intentions, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly: "It seems that the little bully is very dissatisfied with his chest, but it doesn't matter, now Although there is nothing to watch, it will grow up in a few years!"

Rong Anfan on the side also smiled softly, and for a moment, his face was full of smiles, the dimples on his face were shallow, the sun was beautiful, and he handed the milk on the table to Qingcheng.

"Drink a glass of milk after eating in a while, grow fast!"

He raised his eyebrows and blinked slightly.

Qingcheng twitched the corners of her eyes: "I'm only nine years old, I'm still a child, even if you have other ideas, in front of me, a pure and innocent little girl, you must restrain yourself!!"

Both Rong Anlin and Rong Anfan were a little surprised by Qingcheng's words.

"Other ideas? Little bully knows what we think?"

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, Rong Anfan looked at Qingcheng.

Before Qingcheng could speak, Rong Anlin, who was hugging Qingcheng, said again: "Little bully, do you know what we are thinking?"

Qingcheng pursed her lips and ignored the two.

Rong Anfan was not unhappy about Qingcheng's ignorance.

Using chopsticks, I picked up a chicken leg for Qingcheng and put it in Qingcheng's bowl, and continued to speak: "Little bully eat more, grow up quickly."

"Grow up to be eaten by you?" Qingcheng sneered.

Rong Anfan and Rong Anlin were taken aback by Qingcheng's sudden words, they glanced at each other, narrowed their eyes slightly, and looked at Qingcheng.

"Who taught you this?" Rong Anlin's deep voice was slightly dark.

From Rong Anlin and Rong Anfan's point of view, every time they treated Rong Xiaobai like that, they were "punishing" her, so Rong Xiaobai didn't know that there was anything wrong with those actions.

And the teachers who taught her to read only taught those cultural knowledge, and most of them didn't know much about physiology.

(End of this chapter)