Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

In Meng Yutang's eyes, they are like a group of children, a group of children who need protection.

Even though they are capable of protecting themselves and her now, subconsciously, she still feels that they are the group of people who need to be protected, and she also forgets that she is actually just a child.

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped Mu Feng.

He wanted her to be happy, live well, and be the one to be protected.

But in her heart she still regards them as people who need protection and love, and he can't change this.

When Meng Ling came over, Mu Feng was sitting in the pavilion smoking a cigarette, his face was not very good-looking.

He sat silently aside without saying anything.

After a long time, he looked at the cigarette butt at Mu Feng's fingertips and couldn't help but say, "Brother, give me one."

Mu Feng turned to look at him: "Can you?"

Meng Ling shook his head honestly: "No."

But Mu Feng looked at him and finally gave him a cigarette.

Yi Jingnan also walked in, saw Meng Ling was holding a cigarette in his hand and didn't speak, finally sat beside Meng Ling silently, took the cigarette in his hand, lit it, put it to his lips and took a puff.

"How old were you when you met her?"

Yi Jingnan spoke suddenly.

Looking at the sunflowers outside, Mu Feng's eyes were a little distracted, and he said after a long time: "When she was fourteen or fifteen years old."

"Why did you follow her?"

Mu Feng suddenly smiled, as if thinking of something interesting.

"Fight with her, if you can't fight, she will pick you up."

Those young and vigorous boys didn't pay attention to the immature-looking girl in front of them, who was so cute that she looked like she could cry all day long.

As if passing through the long river of time, that desolate girl reappeared in front of her eyes.

They were homeless that year, and although they lost, they were given a home.

"Is she good at fighting?"

While smoking a cigarette, Yi Jingnan looked ahead and opened his mouth.

I don't know what the meaning of asking these is, but there are a lot of questions I want to ask.

Mu Feng responded in a low voice.

"After holding it for so long, why did it explode today?"

Yi Jingnan was not asking, but more like wondering.

His heart was throbbing, a girl could endure so much pain for so many years. Those squeezes are nothing compared to a kidnapping.

He suddenly felt cold all over.

If she was really his younger sister, then how would they recognize him? They probably didn't have the qualifications.

It was because they failed to protect her well, made her homeless since she was a child, and finally was tortured and used like this. If it wasn't for her own strength, she would have been unable to bear to leave this world a few years ago.

How did she endure such torture.

The blood all over his body seemed to be drained dry, and after a long time, he heard Mu Feng's voice.

"Because she touched someone she shouldn't have touched."

His words seemed to hide a knife, and his tone was sharp.

He was suddenly sad again.

Meng Yutang is such a person.

She can endure all the tortures, but she can't bear the slightest harm to the people around her.

Shen Yi walked out of the house.

Meng Yutang asked him to go to the hospital to guard Xiaoxiao. Although there were people arranged there, she was still worried.

Mu Feng turned his eyes back to Shen Yi.

Suddenly said: "He looks like a person."

Meng Ling and Yi Jingnan looked at him at the same time, but didn't speak. He seemed to be stuck in memory, talking to himself.

"If Xiaoxiao's younger brother is alive, he should be this old."