Countless bad memories about the dark night rushed into An Jing's mind instantly.
Afraid of being discovered, An Jingji gritted his teeth and walked towards the room without saying a word: "Such a big person can't just disappear into thin air."
Since it's not in the yard, it must be in the house.
Whether it was for Jin Qing or for himself, he had to keep his residence safe.
Who would have thought that just as he walked not far from Jin Qing's room, An Jingbo heard a steady stream of creaking sounds coming from the room.
Hearing this familiar voice, An Jing's heart suddenly tightened, and then all the unbearable scenes from the past appeared before his eyes.
The same creaking sound, the same frequency, and he could even hear the low gasping, suppressed whimpering, and even the crisp sound of the joints.
Jin Qing: I'm chewing a chicken thigh. Do you think so?
The thin quilt wrapped around An Jing's body fell to the ground instantly. In his eyes, Jin Qing in the house was as weak and helpless as he was back then.
A chill ran down An Jing's spine. Even after so many years, he still couldn't bear such a thing happening.
He didn't care to think about why no one else was making noises in the room. He just wanted to pick up the knife and scrape off all the disgusting things alive.
Thinking of this, An Jingbo turned around and went to the kitchen. He picked up the knife that Ding Min'er had just sharpened in the morning with his left hand, and holding the spatula in his right hand, he rushed into the room where Jin Qing was sitting.
Jin Qing's mouth was filled with food, and he cracked various animal bones in his hands.
Although Ding Miner's body looks strong, it is actually very weak. In order to have a better quality of life in the future, Jin Qing feels that she should give herself a good supplement.
So, when he saw An Jing Hongguo rushing in with a weapon, Jin Qing immediately spat out the food in his mouth.
In the dark night, An Jingbo looked like an evil ghost jumping out of hell. He looked at the creaking bed with a fierce look: "Get out of here right now, or I will kill you right now."
Vaguely, he could only see the figure on the bed, and felt relieved in his heart. Fortunately, there was only one person.
Jin Qing, who had just wiped her mouth clean: "..." Was she robbed?
After a friendly communication with An Jingbo, Jin Qing finally figured out that An Jingbo had just rushed in to save her.
I have to say that this feeling is very novel. She is actually being protected by a little kid.
And this little kid still has a flat nose.
Jin Qing grabbed a leg of mutton with his hands and continued to chew on it: I couldn't help but look at it, a good child could do this for nothing.
An Jingbo didn't expect that Jin Qing would hit him so hard, and blood kept flowing from his flattened nose.
In order to save fabric, An Jingbo did not dare to block the bleeding nostrils at all. He only wiped the nosebleeds that were still bleeding, and the ash from the pot bottom on his hand was mixed with the nosebleeds.
Jin Qing turned away, she really couldn't stand it anymore.
Feeling bursts of burning pain in his nose, An Jing was very confused as to which one was the dream. He remembered that it was really not like this in his previous life!
Thinking in his mind, An Jingbo reached into the bed cabinet and took out a handful of plant ash. This thing didn't look very good, but it was really effective in stopping bleeding.
This is also the experience he gained in the cold palace in his previous life.
Carefully smearing plant ash into his nostrils, An Jinghao felt that his nosebleeds had slowed down, and then he quietly retreated to the corner.
He neither fought for bed with Jin Qing nor talked to Jin Qing.
Jin Qing glanced at An Jingyi with the corner of her eyes for a long time. Seeing that he had his hands around his knees as if he was asleep, he asked tentatively: "Are you hungry?"
For a long time, just when Jin Qing thought An Jingji had fallen asleep, he heard An Jingji's resentful voice in the corner: "I'm not hungry!" He hadn't been hungry for a long time.
As soon as An Jingji finished speaking, he heard a huge rumbling sound in his stomach.
An Jingyi, who failed to pretend to be 13 again, could not withstand this huge blow after all. He only heard a choked sob coming from his throat, and then he burst into tears.
He felt that he was much more stimulated today than during the years when he was a tyrant!
Jin Qing: "..." What's wrong with you? There's no need to cry like your mother is dead.
707 clearly explained to Jin Qing: "Host, when people have no one to rely on, they will be very strong and even have no weaknesses.
But once they find someone they can rely on, they will become vulnerable. This tyrant is somewhat dependent on you. "To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than surrendering to the strong. This is also the eternal truth.
Thinking of this 707, I can't help but feel a little emotional. It is estimated that those who failed the mission were thinking about how to reform this tyrant.
There is no consideration at all that this so-called tyrant is, in the final analysis, just a half-grown child whose rebellious period has been extended.
For such children, the educational method of presenting facts, reasoning, and touching people with emotion is far less effective than pressing him to the ground and beating him.
But you can't say this to your host directly, otherwise with the understanding of her brain-dead host, she will definitely be able to beat this tyrant three times a day.
After hearing 707's explanation, Jin Qing's eyes widened in surprise: "Really? How do you know so much!" Jin Qing never thought that 707 was so knowledgeable.
After closing the psychological analysis professional data he had just clicked on, 707 accepted Jin Qing's admiring tone calmly: "Because I am very knowledgeable." It is the most useful system in the world.
Jin Qing chuckled at 707: I compliment you so much that I don’t know what my last name is.
Then he turned his attention to An Jinghao in the corner: "Would you like to eat?"
An Jinghao finally came out of his self-disdain.
After hearing Jin Qing's second invitation, An Jingbo's words that he originally wanted to refuse rolled on his lips but he swallowed them back.
After all, he has been an emperor for several years and can endure anything, but now he really can't bear to be hungry.
The little bit of weed in his stomach that he had eaten before had been digested by the fright and torment just now. He really needed something ambitious now.
Thinking of this, An Jinghao quietly raised his head and responded weakly to Jin Qing's position: "Yes."
The cute little milky voice, coupled with the choking tone, can almost make people bleed.
After hearing An Jingbao's answer, accompanied by a crisp sound of broken bones, Jin Qing quickly packed up a bag of food, wrapped it in a sheet and threw it in front of Anjingbao.
An Jinghao hugged the package in front of him, which was very huge for him. Due to the poor visibility in the room, An Jingyi could only open the package and touch it one by one.
He was then impressed by the food in the package.
Where did this woman get so many chicken feet, duck feet, sheep hooves, pig tails...
