Milk Tuan is four and a half years old, and his seven brothers dote on him vigorously

Chapter 93 Let Brother Accept

After a long silence, she supported her head and thought about what happened in the past carefully.

From a car accident to the life-and-death frontline in Nigeria to being held hostage in a shopping mall, everyone is worried about themselves every time.

However, she also wanted to save everyone.

Mianmian's eyes became more and more red, she was sad and wronged, and it didn't take long before she clutched the quilt and choked up.

Shi Fang also felt distressed, and still had a stern face: 【You have nothing to fear because you have a master. 】

[But Master can't protect you all the time, you can only help yourself if you are strong. 】

"I know." Mianmian regretted more and more, crying more and more sadly.

Shifang didn't soften his heart this time: [Since this is the case, you must first measure how capable you are before you start doing anything. 】

Tears streamed down his face: "I know I was wrong, Master."

【This, if you tell Li Beichen, he will understand you. The most difficult thing to say in the world is the word love. 】

They are all for the good of each other, but kindness has become a barrier.

Mianmian got up from the bed, wiped away her tears, and went to Li Beichen's room.

"Dong dong." A knock on the door interrupted Li Beichen's boredom.

It's only Mianmian who comes to find me at this point.

He hesitated for a while, but his body still unconsciously lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the door and opened the door, looking down at the little one in thin clothes.

"Is it cold?" He blurted out.

Biting her lower lip, Mianmian hugged Li Beichen's hand: "Brother."

"I want to sleep with my brother."

Li Beichen clenched his hands into fists, suppressing his emotions, but in the end he was defeated by his love for Mianmian.

He leaned over to hug Mianmian, and gently put it on the bed: "You still not going to bed so late?"

"Tomorrow is Monday, and we have to go to school."

Mianmian flung herself into her arms, Xiaosheng muttered, and exhausted all her strength to hold back the crying: "I'm sorry, brother."

"I shouldn't have made you so worried." Mianmian said slowly.

Every word was like a knife stabbing heavily in Li Beichen's heart.

He hugged Mianmian tightly, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

"I know my brother is worried about me, that's why I took away my things today." Mianmian continued, the choking sound made her words unclear.

Li Beichen was silent for a long, long time, waiting for Mianmian to finish speaking.

"It's my brother's fault." Li Beichen lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

In front of Mian Mian, all the indifference he pretended to be defeated.

Mianmian crawled into his arms, clinging to him even tighter.

Li Beichen sighed, resting his head in his hands: "You do what you like, and my brother will protect you."

"Do you really like what you're doing now?"

Mianmian nodded: "Well, I like it."

Li Beichen didn't say anything more, and buried his head in his neck, feeling guilty for what Mianmian did today.

The two embraced and slept together, and the warmth they conveyed to each other resolved all the barriers.

The next morning, Li Beichen had already left when Mianmian woke up.

And everything that was taken away has been returned to its original place.

Happy and sad at the same time, Mian Mian lay back on the bed hugging the quilt and smelling the smell left by her brother.

The time in junior high school passed quickly, and it was half-term exams in the blink of an eye.

Yan Zisong didn't come to school again, he pinched his fingers and counted, feeling a chill in his heart.

Today's winter, the snow in F City fell earlier than usual.

The students also wore thick cotton clothes under their school uniforms, and they were all fat like Fuwa.

Mian Mian also changed the bus to school every morning. The temperature on the bus was very warm, but it also made people drowsy.

She shook her head and couldn't keep her eyes open.

The students on the same bus have a wide range, ranging from the first year of junior high school to the third year of senior high school.

Tall and short crowded the whole bus.

As the youngest, Mianmian is naturally the most conspicuous existence.

And the students who are about to pass the first year of junior high school gradually began to diverge.

Some are busy with their high school studies, while others have become campus gangsters, mixing with people in society.

Even though the heater was turned on to the maximum, Mianmian still felt a little cold. She tucked her head in the high collar, only showing half of her face.

The big round eyes are very cute, and many people want to sit next to her every day.

But this position was specially reserved for Yan Zisong by her.

It's just that Yan Zisong doesn't come to school anymore.

Recalling the first time she tried fortune-telling yesterday, she was still a little scared after knowing that Yan Zisong had a bloody disaster.

The car stopped at Yunting Villa, and Mianmian regained her spirits immediately.

She wiped off the mist on the glass, and searched for Yan Zisong's figure on the platform.

Still no one.

But a familiar figure from the back attracted her attention, and then the girl got on the bus and went straight to Mianmian's seat.

The rest of the people also looked at her, and all eyes in the car fell on the two of them.

Mianmian frowned: "Youyu, why are you here?"

Youyu sneered, still unable to forget the humiliation this stinky girl had done to him.

The driver is the school's physical education teacher, and he has never seen this student before.

"Student, did you get on the wrong bus?"

Youyu ignored it, the humiliation she had been holding back in her heart for so long broke out in an instant.

Looking at her long and narrow eyes, and the bags under her eyes, one can see that her life has not been smooth.

"You ugly kid, I'll beat you to death!" Youyu raised his hand suddenly, and the students around were startled.

A few of them from the high school came to fight, and two of them were Shen Yunting's good friends. Knowing that this was his sister, they immediately came to protect Mianmian.

"Who are you, you dare to hit someone!"

The boy brother in the high school is 1.8 meters tall, and he is scary when he walks over.

The junior high school classmates dare not say a word, but Youyu has lost his mind, takes out a pair of scissors from his bosom, and stabs Mianmian.

With a sneer, Mianmian grabbed Youyu's wrist in an instant.

Youyu's hands were locked tightly, unable to move.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, revealing large whites.

The whites of the eyes were covered with blood, and he clicked his tongue twice: "You should go see a doctor."

"The tone of your mind is on me, why don't you think about how to change your sad life."

Youyu was out of breath, but couldn't move.

The classmates and teachers in the car were stunned, staring at Mianmian's hand in a daze.

Is this the strength a little girl should have? !
But Mianmian only exerted a little force, and Youyu's wrist seemed to be split, and the scissors fell to the ground.

Mianmian shook off her hand, and two boys from the high school immediately grabbed her.

"Teacher, she is not from our school. She had some disputes with me before. Please call the police and arrest her."

(End of this chapter)