This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 381 He is here!

  In this way, the boy was half lying on the ground, and the girl squatted beside him.

   Sweatly holding chocolate in his little hand and feeding it into his mouth little by little.

  The white water in the Disney Princess Cup is obviously tasteless, but at this moment it is like a sweet spring that nourishes his life.

  After eating the chocolate, Yan Shiqi took it out of her schoolbag, and finally found the mobile phone that his father had put in her schoolbag before the trip.

  This is Dad’s. Let her take it with her to keep in touch.

  She didn’t know how to use it. She was holding a bulky mobile phone and said to him, "Let’s call the police uncle, OK?"

  In her small world, she always remembered that the police uncle was responsible for catching bad guys.

  The group of people just now, all holding wooden sticks and whips in their hands, are fierce.

   Let the police uncle catch them!

  At this moment, when the teenager saw the phone in her hand, his dark eyes were shining for a moment.

  He raised his hand tremblingly, his voice a little hoarse, "I'll hit..."

  Yan Shiqi handed the phone to him without hesitation, watching the teenager press the number tremblingly with his fingertips.

  Nine places, ten places...

"He's here!"

   Just when the eleventh number was about to be pressed by him, a scream suddenly came from behind them.

  In the end, it was discovered.

  The boy didn’t even have time to press the last number, so he pushed Yan Shiqi into the deeper grass.

  He staggered to his feet, and was immediately surrounded by the group of thugs rushing over. The wooden sticks in their hands greeted him one after another, and they still sneered and sarcastically:

   "Look where you go!"

   "Hit, beat me to death!"

   "Little bastard, do you still count on your family to save you?"

  The thugs punched and kicked him mercilessly, and the boy fell to the ground, curled up and hugged his head.

  He has no strength anymore, but those still sharp eyes, through the gaps in the arms, through the messy weeds, fell deeply on the girl.

  The girl lay on the ground and was frightened by the scene before her eyes. In just a few seconds, she saw the boy's shoulders slashed by the barbed whip.

  The blood that was hooked out by the barb was splashed in the air and splashed onto her pale face.

  At this time, her white forehead and eyelids were covered with blood beads.

  They beat themselves so ecstatically, and when the raised whip was about to fall again, they suddenly screamed from the direction of the village: "Shi Qi, Yan Shi Qi—"

  It was the teacher who found her lost and was shouting and searching along the way.

  Because of such shouts, their expressions are a little worried. There are foreign tourists in the village today, and they dare not be careless.

   "Grass, someone is here, let's go!"

  The thugs exchanged in a hurry, and they didn't care about it. After knocking the boy out with a stick, they ran to the alley deep in the village and disappeared without a trace.

  And from beginning to end, they didn't notice that there was a little girl in the grass.

  In the deep and tall grass, Yan Shiqi was motionless. The drops of blood slid down the eyelids into the pupils, staining all the scenery in front of her eyes red.

  She was still lying in the thick weeds, shaking her hand up, looking at the number on the mobile phone, her eyes were very empty.

  But she just heard them say to the teenager in crappy Mandarin: Do you still expect your family to save you?

  It turns out that he was really taken away by bad guys.

  At this moment, she can't forget the scene where the teenager exposed herself to the sight of the thugs in order to protect her, so embarrassed but fought to protect her.

  He has a pair of clean eyes, he is not a bad person.

  So, Yan Shiqi is in the weeds, holding a mobile phone, and there is only one belief.

  She wants to call his house.

  But on the phone, one number was missing, she used the string of characters pressed by the teenager, lying in the grass and trying to dial one by one.

  From zero to nine.

  (End of this chapter)