Quick Travel, Miao Miao’s Villain Cannon Fodder Rescue Plan

Little bad guy, he forgot about himself when he had Song Qingyun.

Jun Yan's face darkened as he was ignored, and his whole body became depressed.

Miaomiao didn't care about Jun Yan. Her thighs were sticky as she held Song Qingyun, like an enthusiastic puppy. She stuck out her tongue and followed her owner, purring and barking: "Auntie, Miaomiao misses you so much."

The soft sound of the little guy's milk was like a pool of clear water, instantly washing Song Qingyun's heart and taking away the fatigue of the day.

Song Qingyun picked up Miaomiao and raised her up high, responding to the cub's longing: "Auntie misses the baby too."

Miaomiao hugged Song Qingyun's neck and nuzzled her intimately, but she smelled a strange smell. She moved the tip of her nose and found the source of the smell.

"Auntie, you are injured!"

The little boy touched a scratch on Song Qingyun's neck and was startled.

"Have it?"

"Yes, here it is. How long is it?"

Miaomiao pointed to Song Qingyun seriously, with a serious face, and measured the length with her little finger very rigorously.

It was a shallow scratch probably no more than two centimeters.

He probably encountered it accidentally during the fight.

This small injury is not considered an injury in Huangxing.

But in the eyes of the little guy, it is a big deal.

Miaomiao stared at the scratches on Song Qingyun's neck distressedly. She wanted to touch it, but was afraid of hurting her aunt. The little kid was so anxious that she burst into tears. She was so pitiful. She didn't know that she thought she was injured. Where's the little guy?

Song Qingyun didn't care too much. There were many injuries she had suffered that were more serious than this. Everyone who survived on the deserted star had experienced the flash of swords.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a moment."

She rubbed the little guy's drooping face and spoke in a relaxed tone.

But Miaomiao did not relax. The little guy stared at Song Qingyun with misty eyes: "It must be very painful."

From Miaomiao's point of view, it usually hurts when she knocks herself, and since her aunt has been scratched, it must be even more painful.

"Miaomiao, give it to auntie, and it won't hurt anymore."

Miaomiao pouted and blew on the scratch seriously.

The moist breath left a tingling feeling on the neck.

It was the first time that she was treated with such care. Song Qingyun was stunned, and her eyes softened as she looked at the cub.

"Auntie must be careful when going out in the future, so as not to worry the baby again."

She solemnly assured Miaomiao.

Jun Yan felt quite uncomfortable looking at the big and small people interacting warmly.

Isn't it just a wound? It's not like he hasn't been injured before.

To put it bluntly, the old father was sour.

Suan Miaomiao's intimacy with Song Qingyun, Suan Miaomiao's concern for Song Qingyun.

But Jun Yan knew that he had no position to think so, so he could only keep silent.

The old father's intestines were already blue with regret.

After blowing for a while, Miaomiao stopped until her cheeks were sore.

"Does it still hurt?" Miaomiao asked Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

It wasn't painful in the first place, and Song Qingyun didn't even feel anything from a wound of this magnitude.

"Look, this is the little rabbit my aunt brought you. Do you like it?"

Song Qingyun took out a small rabbit doll from his pocket and waved it in front of Miaomiao.

Miaomiao's eyes suddenly lit up.

The rabbit doll is very delicate, furry all over, wearing a small pink floral skirt, with a bow on its left ear. The whole rabbit is so small that it just fits in the hand.

"So beautiful, I like it!"

Holding the little rabbit in her arms, Miao Miao said in surprise and couldn't wait to touch the little rabbit.

But he was stopped by Song Qingyun.

"Baby, you can't play with it now. You have to wash it and let it dry before you play with it, okay?"

"Do you still have to wait?" Miaomiao was a little reluctant and stared at the little rabbit eagerly.

Song Qingyun affirmed without a doubt: "Yes."

I don’t know how long these dolls have been there. Although they look clean, no one knows how many bacteria are on them. Children, unlike adults, have weak resistance, so the dolls’ clothes must be washed.

"How long will it take?"

"Soon, you'll be fine tomorrow morning."

It's summer in Huangxing, and the weather is hot. I just washed and dried the rabbit overnight.

Seeing Song Qingyun's determined look, Miaomiao could only point her fingers at her opponent and said in a low tone, "That's good."

Seeing that Miaomiao liked it so much, Jun Yan took a closer look at the appearance of the rabbit doll, kept it in his mind, and planned to follow this guide when he went out to look for supplies next time.

Although Huangxing is desolate, Miaomiao lives a very happy life in Huangxing. Every day when he wakes up, he has someone to play with. From time to time, he acts coquettishly and goes to eat and drink with other aunts and uncles. In just ten years, Today, the little fat boy's face is rounder.

The members would rather starve themselves than feed Miaomiao.

In order to warn federal citizens not to commit crimes, and to allow victims to vent their anger, the federal government started today's Huangxing Live Broadcast Day, allowing citizens to see the lives of the exiled prisoners in Huangxing and understand the consequences of violating the law.

The area of ​​Desolate Star is very large. The Federation has placed cameras in every corner, and citizens can choose the area themselves.

Generally speaking, if it is the victim and his family, they will more directly choose the exiled prisoner who committed the crime, but more netizens will randomly enter the live broadcast room.

But today's live broadcast is a little different from before.

"Hey, Linlin, look at this base, why do I feel like something is not right? It feels weird."

Wang Xue opened the live broadcast room as usual, but she keenly noticed something was wrong in the live broadcast screen.

"Something's wrong? Something's wrong."

Li Lin raised her head and leaned over in confusion.

"Look." Wang Xue leaned over the optical brain screen.

"Hiss——" After seeing the picture clearly, Li Lin also felt that something was wrong.

"This base seems a bit strange."

But what's wrong?

"It seems to have gained a little more popularity." After a moment, the two said in unison.

"You think so too?" Wang Xue and Li Lin looked at each other.

It had been said that this base had changed a lot, but that was not the case. However, the small flowers painted on the walls, the built seesaws and swings all made this base look different.

You must know that in the past in the desolate star, they could not see a trace of life, only despair, barrenness, and inescapable darkness.

But now there are many more bright colors.

Why is that?

Not only Wang Xue and Li Lin didn't understand, but other people watching the live broadcast didn't understand either.

What happened to this base?

Soon, they knew what was going on.

In the picture, a tall giant walked out of the house, with a little doll sitting on his shoulders.

The little doll looked pretty and pretty, holding the giant's head in one hand and a little rabbit in the other. I don't know what he said to the giant, but he burst into laughter and his chubby cheeks were pink. of.