Chapter 118
An hour later, the phone rang, waking Qian Nuo up.

Qian Nuo turned on the flashlight on the phone, there was still some liquid in the bottle, Qian Nuo waited for a while, and then pulled out the needle.

The light of the mobile phone looked very bright in the dark night, but when it shone on Qian Nuo's face, she looked very dark.

Looking at the sleeping Wen Sirui, the sleep-deprived Qian Nuo smiled sinisterly, and kicked Wen Sirui forcefully.

Wen Sirui was in pain, and said "uh", and was about to wake up, but Qian Nuo hit him again, knocking him unconscious.

Out of breath, Qiannuo turned off the flashlight of the phone, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone on the two of them, and their long eyelashes cast a silhouette.

When Wen Sirui woke up, he was still a little weak due to excessive blood loss, and his face was still pale.

Before Wen Sirui woke up, Qian Nuo got up early, took some hot food from his own space, and ate it by himself.

Wen Sirui sat up from the bed, smiled softly, "Sister, you are here."

Holding the porridge in his hand, Qian Nuo walked up to Wen Sirui, put the porridge on his nose and shook it, "Are you hungry?"

The boy lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the slender fingers, and said softly: "Sister, I'm hungry."

My sister's hands are so beautiful.

I really want my sister to use such beautiful hands to feed myself.

It must be very happy.

Qian Nuo became indifferent for a second, and gritted his teeth, "Didn't you commit suicide, don't eat, you are hungry."

Wen Sirui raised his eyes, staring at Qian Nuo with wet eyes, "Sister——"

Qian Nuo resisted the urge to put the porridge on his head, took a deep breath, and put the porridge and bowl together into the space.

"Sister, fart sister, don't blindly flirt with relatives." Qian Nuo not only said dirty words, but also slapped Wen Sirui on the head.

Neither light nor heavy, just stroking down the stupid hair on Wen Sirui's head.

"Sister, I am younger than you this year, you are called a fart sister!"

Wen Sirui was silent.

He couldn't connect the rude woman in front of him with the gentle sister that fool had met.

Is she really alone with her sister who saved her yesterday?
Qian Nuocai didn't care what Wen Sirui thought, she only knew that because of the villain in front of her, she was tortured badly last night.

Taking out the sharp dagger picked up on the ground last night from the space, Qian Nuo put it on Wen Sirui's neck, "Be honest with Wo, why the fuck did you commit suicide?!"

During the words, the dagger got closer, "I just rescued you with my front feet, but you committed suicide with my back feet. If my mother didn't come here in time this time, your little life would be gone again."

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll kill you." Qian Nuo whispered in Wen Sirui's ear, gnashing his teeth.

"Sister, I miss my sister." He was very close, and he could clearly feel the smell and warmth of his sister.

"My sister obviously saved me, but she abandoned me. I miss my sister." The voice was as gentle as ever, with a hint of coquettishness.

The closer he was to his sister, the more he wanted to put her in his arms. She was a sister who belonged only to him.

It was the first light he came into contact with in this life, so warm and bright.

It is addictive, and people can't help but take it for themselves.

his sister.

It's impossible for him to watch his sister go away like that fool.

He wants to keep his sister, stay.

There was a dim light in the lowered eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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