Never Dare to Abuse the Female Protagonist Again

chapter eight

When the wooden rope ran out, he just saw two plainclothes policemen walking in.

Mussuo did not look at them and ran straight.

"What happened? Why did she run like that, do we want to catch up?" Xiao Li looked at the wooden rope that flew all the way, asked the policeman next to him.

"First look at what she is hiding."

Then I saw the middle-aged woman who was chased out, and both of them could guess the mother of Musuo.

"There is kind of you don't come back!" Musuo's mother couldn't catch up, swearing, and finally glanced at the two policemen. "See what?!"

Two people immediately recovered their gaze.

When the housekeeper said that there was a little girl looking for herself, the first reaction was the wooden rope, which had been abused by the story that could not be smashed, and then the unlucky female owner came again. It must be something unfortunate. happened.

When the time came out, I just saw the wooden rope carrying the shoes and looked at myself pitifully. The grievances and small eyes suddenly made me feel bad. This is not the person who can’t see the book in the book. Little girl of the month.

"How do you take off your shoes?" Frowning and frowning, the wooden ropes carrying the shoes, barefoot, and when they fell down, they found that there were many small wounds on their feet, which must have been made on the road. "Are you running all the way from your home?" asked distressedly and hugged the rope.

This is the first time to hold a wooden rope, the wooden rope looks thin and small, when I hug it, I found that the wooden rope is thinner than I thought.

The wooden rope closed her eyes, and she did not expect that she would hug her.

The reason for taking off your shoes is very simple, because when you run up, in order to control your emotions, the force used at your feet will be several times. In this way, the shoes will not run as long as they will be broken, so when they left the police, the cable took off their shoes.

"Why are you taking off your shoes?" asked while walking down the wooden rope.

Musuo did not answer. When I sighed, this is really the heroine of her writing. Anything likes to be buried in my heart. I don’t like to say anything.

It is for this reason that there will be so many misunderstandings in the later period.

"If there is anything, don't bury it in your heart, learn to say it."

When the housekeeper saw the little girl, she entered the door and wanted to go up and help.

When I shook my head, "Her foot is scratched, is there medicine at home?"

The butler nodded. "I will take it."

"Get it in my room." When the time fell, the time fell directly into the room with a wooden rope.

When my mother heard that a friend came to look for it, she went downstairs and saw the butler with the wound medicine.

"What about Miss?"

"Miss took her friend to her room. Her friend's foot was scratched," the steward replied.

"Then go, don't let the lady wait anxious. Right."

When my mother saw her friends for the first time, she would have curiosity.

When the time fell, the wooden rope was put down. "Sit, I went to pour some water to clean it up. How can you take off your shoes and run so far! You will feel better in a while!" The time is still not understanding why the wooden rope will take off the shoes. Run so far. Not without shoes, I bought her a few pairs of shoes.

Musuo heard the distress of the time, because the frozen heart of the woman had a movement.

At that time, there was no direction at all. When I realized that my shoes were particularly worn out, Musuo completely took off his shoes without thinking, which was bought at the time.

Then Musuo remembered the time.

When the time fell, the water came over and the medicine was in his hand. When I just came back from the water, I just met the butler who took the medicine. So I took it directly.

When I fell into the door and saw the wooden rope on the fluffy sofa, my heart was smashed, and I had the feeling of raising a well-behaved little daughter. Well, in a sense, in a sense Musuo is also her daughter, but most people think that they are a stepmother.

Gently wipe the feet of the wooden rope with water, "Is it painful?"

Musuo shook his head.

I hate that a person will be more and more annoying, and like a person is also the reason, the more you look at it, the more you like it. If you used to fall, you will feel that the wooden rope is not like a little girl, but now it feels distressed, "pain Just say it, I will light it."

The rope does not hurt. When I saw the distressed eyes, Musuo said softly, "a little pain."

"Oh, it will be like this in the future, there is nothing to say, don't bury everything in your heart, how do you know how you feel in your heart, right?" The time touched the head of Musuo.

The fine sand on the feet didn't seem so difficult to handle. It was washed away in a while, and it was a bit surprising when it was so fast. It was so fast.

"Painted medicine, then wrap it up, can you live in my house during this time?" The time did not ask why Musuo would run out, because she knew that Musuo would not say, and the time can be guessed. It is related to Musuo’s mother.

Musuo lowered his head and hugged the time of his knees.

When the time did not move, let the ropes hold. She has a kind of thing this time is bigger than she imagined.

The time has always been expressed is awkward and insecure. However, it rarely shows such a fragile side. There is a fundamental difference between jealousy and fragility. The former is an outsider, the latter is right...

Unexpectedly, a daughter was injured outside and came back to hold her mother. Hell, how old today feels that Musuo is his daughter?

"Miss?" The housekeeper's voice rang outside the door.

"What's wrong?" The time touched the head of the wooden rope, and comforted the wooden rope. The fragile wooden rope was like a little rabbit. It was particularly pitiful, and the mentality was different.

"The meal that the lady told me is already good. Do you want to bring it up?"

When I looked at the foot of the wooden bag with the scorpion, "Bring it up."

"Eat enough, I feel good, hey, don't think about unhappy things after eating for a while, okay?"

Musuo red eyes, nodded, and the small appearance of the cleverness made the time soft.

After eating the meal, I found a wardrobe of my own time, and there was no clothes that I could wear.

At the end of the day, I had to take a piece of my own pajamas to Musuo. "Take this first today."

The wooden rope was replaced.

Because there was an injury on the foot and it was time to sleep, the time did not go out with a wooden rope.

When I touched the head of Musuo, "Sleep. Sleep with me tonight."

Wood can't ask for it.

Two people nestled in a big bed. Unexpectedly, both of them were insomnia. The time was due to the so-called plot, while the wooden rope was staring at the ceiling, and there seemed to be some unbelief.

When I fell through the plot, I frowned, forget it, take a step and look at it.

And the wooden rope turned his head and looked at the time of the next, the frozen world suddenly revived.

The sad thing is certain, because she waited for the woman to love herself for too long, but when she fell here, she discovered that she actually wanted the woman’s love, and she did not think so persistently.

When the breath of the time came to calm down, the wooden rope sat up and untied the foot of the bag with the scorpion, and the wound on it was gone. The wooden rope was repacked, and then quietly watched the time when he had slept very well, and then lay down, only after a while, when he fell, he took the wooden rope into his arms.

Musuo listened to a steady heartbeat and gradually entered a dream. 2k novel reading network