The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 882 Open a Book of Fairy Tales 3

   "I'm sorry, sister."

  With this voice, Qi'an's heart rate soared.

  She poured the oil-paper umbrella towards Vicky as hard as she could, blocking all the wind and rain, and didn't care that her shoulders were half wet.

  The girl’s bright red skirt is dotted with the most precious gemstones, flying in the strong wind, arrogant and arrogant, her long chestnut hair reflects her brown eyes, and she is two extremes with the person in front of her, heaven and earth.

   One step back, the figure plunged into the darkness;

  One step further, the exquisite little leather shoes approached, with lights on their shoulders.

   "It's cold outside, don't get caught in the rain." Qi An was puzzled for a moment, her sister was one year younger than her, how could she be taller than her, Wen Ruan reminded.

   There was a strong and fragrant fragrance in the air, like the deodorant of a young girl. Vickery's eyelashes moved slightly, and his tone was calm: "Mother won't let me in."

   "Follow me, she won't blame you!" Qi An directly grabbed Vicky's wrist and led her to run into the house.

  Two figures were running in the rain-curtained corridor, their clothes entangled with each other and separated in an instant, like an unspeakable fate...

  The charcoal fire in the house is very warm, which can dry the cold and tiredness of the whole body.

   "Vilan!" Marjorie exclaimed, "Why did you bring this broom star in?!"

   "She's not a broom star." Qi An wrinkled the tip of her nose, and said seriously without letting go of Vixie's hand.

  "I fell into the water today, she didn't push me, I slipped down accidentally, and then Vickery saved me."

  The girl's voice is nice, and her body temperature is also warm, which makes people feel weird and straightforward.

  Vicky lowered his eyes, the raindrops dripped along the curve of the skirt, and a small pool of water marks gathered on the ground.

  He looked at his firmly grasped wrist, and then slowly moved to the girl's clean and delicate hands, even the nails were light pink.

  Did you go crazy after falling into the water once?

   Apparently, Vicky isn't the first to think so.

   Marjorie was even more incredible than he was.

   "My God, Vivian, I think you are really confused. If she didn't push you, it's because it would be so unlucky to get close to her!"

   Qi'an wanted to refute, but someone suddenly pulled his sleeve lightly.

   "Sister." Vicky didn't want to waste time on useless people and things, coughed several times in a low voice, and his voice was a little hoarse, like a kitten whimpering.

Under the reflection of the candlelight, half of the face showed a warm color like suet jade, and you can still see the tiny fluff. As he spoke, he fell into a shallow dimple, and his words were slightly teasing: "Don't worry about me and my mother." quarrel."

  What kind of good sister is this, how could the original owner have the heart to abuse her? !

  Marjorie glanced at Vicky with disgust, and quickly pulled Qi An over, lest her noble daughter be contaminated with that lowly breath: "Go back to your woodshed!"

  Vicky suppressed the cold indifference in his eyes, glanced at Qi An, then turned and went out.

"Mother-"

   "What's the matter with you?" Marjorie looked at Qi An suspiciously and inquiringly.

  qi settled down, and realized with a headache that he might be too different from the original owner's style, which aroused the suspicion of the natives. He still couldn't rush the matter of Vicky's love.

   "Boom, boom."

  The bell rang eleven times in a row in the middle of the night, echoing in the gorgeous and quiet room, the kerosene lamp was extinguished, and the rain was still falling outside.

  A figure crept up from the bed and walked out.

  The black shadow moved against the wall, holding something in its arms.

   "You, robbery." Qi Lou said suddenly.

   "I'm here, obviously to send warmth." Qi'an condemned its gaze.

  Vicky still lives in the woodshed, and he fell into the water in such a cold and humid weather, he must not be able to bear it, Qi An wanted to deliver medicine to her.

   There was a sound of "呵啦!", and the lamp was lit by someone.

  It was bright.

   "Oh, Vivian, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Mother came out, frowning.

   Very good, sending warmth has failed.

   Hate the lighted lamp!

  The light spread into invisible shadows, and a person turned and left.

   It rained all night and stopped, and the next day was a fine day with clear skies.

  The sky in the fairy tale town is always endless, dazzling blue, like a sapphire without the slightest impurity pollution, and even the air is filled with fresh breath.

  The little bird fluttered its wings, happily stopped on the willow tree, and greeted the big tree. One bird and one tree chattered happily.

   It really is a fairy tale world, all of them have become fine...

  Wealthy businessman Wei Sai has a serious and arrogant temperament, before leaving the house, he asked Qi An: "What do you want me to bring you?"

   "Jewels, pink gems." Foxes like shiny things, and she wants to give them to Vicky.

  The rich businessman nodded and went out.

  He didn't think of asking Vicky what he wanted? How could their parent-child relationship be so indifferent? Qi An hesitated.

  Wandered around the house, but found no one, and asked Marjorie, "Where is Vicky?"

   "I sent her to the forest to pick wild grapes and make wine."

"what?!"

  —Poor Vicky got lost in the forest, met the prince who was hunting, and fell in love with her at first sight.

   Qi'an felt that the green on her head was getting more and more vibrant, so she made an excuse at random, and hurried to the forest, she wanted to meet Vicky before the prince.

  Autumn forest, a piece of golden color.

  Looking around, the tall trees are tall and straight, stretching out into a mysterious distance. Stepping here is like stepping into another world.

   Qi'an didn't expect the road in the forest to be so rough, so she struggled to lift her skirt.

  The gems dotted on the red skirt glistened in the sun, noble and proud, incompatible with the quiet forest.

  The air after the rain is fresh, walking through the tall and lush forest, the birds are singing happily, accompanied by the wind blowing the treetops.

   "Vicki! Viksh?" Qi An shouted loudly.

   "You won't be able to find Vicki at all, you will get lost in the forest and you won't be able to get out." Nightingale happily hovered over Qi'an's head, chattering non-stop.

   "Put away your prejudices, I have no reservations about my love for Vixie."

   Qi'an heard it, and angrily refuted its rude words, tired from walking, and sat on the stone.

   "You bad guy, you always bully Vicky!"

  Nightingale spoke out in a high-pitched voice, and immediately flapped her wings and flew away.

   Qi An's cheeks immediately turned red.

she! for! Varied! what! want! Give! do not! people! back! pot!

  Fortunately, Qi An found someone, hesitated for a while, decided to observe and observe, and followed behind Vicki cautiously.

  The figure in front of her is lonely and beautiful, with a fairy air, walking on the road covered with sunshine, even the white skirt seems to be shining, like an angel who has fallen into the world, and she doesn't seem to notice it.

  It's a pity that such a beautiful angel is a boy.

   This is the biggest secret of Vicky, at least his vicious stepmother and sister don't know.

  (end of this chapter)