Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Crazy Criticism The Villain Kneeling and Begging For My Forgiv

After finishing all this, Kong Qing put the butterfly cage in front of him again.

Then he put down the wax torch again, got up and left without saying a word.

The young man looked in the direction she was leaving, and did not look away for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally looked at the butterfly beside the wax torch.

Butterflies are very beautiful, and even such a weak candlelight can't obliterate its gorgeous colors.

Looking at it, some doubts appeared in Ximo's eyes.

He didn't understand why Kongqing would do this.

What does it mean to bring him a butterfly?
The young man stared at the beautiful blue butterfly in a daze, unable to figure out what Kong Qing wanted to do.

But there was one thing he couldn't deny.

That is, this butterfly is really beautiful.

It's beautiful.

It was the most gorgeous and shining butterfly he had ever seen in his life.

……

Another midnight.

When Kong Qing came over, the original square butterfly cage had been smashed into dilapidated condition.

The beautiful butterfly inside, with its wings torn apart and its body pierced by broken wires, is really poignant and beautiful.

Putting down the wax torch, Kong Qing didn't ask him why he did this.

Just repeating what happened the previous few nights.

Just when she was about to leave, the silent boy finally agreed to speak to her: "Wait..."

His voice was still very hoarse, especially long and scary in the dark.

It's like the last painful groan of the old man at dusk.

Kong Qing looked back, the warm candlelight in her hand illuminated her small face.

It doesn't look terrible, but has a different kind of sacred beauty.

She lowered her eyes slightly, staring at the young man in the darkness, with warm candlelight flickering in her sea blue eyes.

Ximo looked at her for a long time, his fingers curled up slightly in the shackles, and finally he leaned against the wall and did not continue to speak.

Kong Qing saw what he meant, turned around and left without a second thought.

Looking at the direction she left, Ximo's eyes suddenly became complicated.

There was a slight movement in the heart.

For a moment just now, he really wanted to surrender to her.

If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have already said it.

Thinking of this, the boy couldn't help laughing at himself.

He cursed himself as a useless bug.

After that day, Kong Qing never went to the dark prison again.

The teenager in the dark has long lost the proper concept of time.

All he knew was that he had been lying on the cold ground for a long time, until he felt severe pain in his stomach, his mouth was dry, and even his consciousness became blurred.

In a trance, the dark prison seemed to brighten.

It is the golden light that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

The boy tried his best to open his eyes, but he still couldn't adapt to the bright light.

He clearly felt that his soul was about to leave his body, and even his breathing became oppressed and difficult.

The boy passed out on the ground, his eye feathers trembling slightly like butterfly wings.

he couldn't help thinking.

Am I finally going to die...

Can I finally end my life of darkness...

In the dream, he seemed to see that holy angel with golden light again.

His pair of golden pupils looked at him without blinking, as if he was judging whether he could enter heaven after death.

The young man knew without even thinking about it, how could a person like him deserve to enter heaven.

A person like him should be in hell no matter whether he is alive or dead...

Kong Qing walked into the dark and oppressive prison with a few maids.

The maids brought the skinny boy out of here almost effortlessly.

Wipe him and feed him medicine.

Pulled him back from the brink of death.

Raphael looked at all this without changing his face, and his golden pupils did not change in any way, never sad or happy, without any emotion.

That night, the boy suddenly flushed and burned all over his body.

Kong Qing immediately called a doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

Not only did he personally feed him the medicine, but he even stayed by the bed for a whole night.

When dawn came, Raphael appeared again.

He was surprised to find that Kong Qing stayed here all night, not even rejecting the sunlight coming in from the window.

Kong Qing was sleeping soundly in the warm sun, the bruises on her delicate little face were very obvious, and she didn't sleep much at first glance.

She must have been so sleepy that the sun shining on her didn't wake her up.

The girl was still sleeping soundly, but the boy lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

After the high fever subsides, the body will always feel sleepy and weak.

Ximo stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking it was heaven for a while.

Until he noticed Raphael standing at the end of the bed.

Only then did Ximo realize that he was not dead!
He immediately opened his pupils wide and tried his best to sit up.

He hadn't seen the light for a long time, and it took him a long time to let his heavy eyes get used to the bright and warm sunlight.

Opening his eyes again, Ximo found an unexpected person lying beside the bed.

Looking at the girl's peaceful and lovely sleeping face, and her blond hair shining in the sun, the boy couldn't help but lose his mind.

how come.

Why is she here.

Could it be that she saved me?

The boy's chapped lips parted and closed slightly, but he couldn't speak.

It was Kong Qing who woke up by herself, then rubbed her eyes and talked to him: "You're awake."

She sat and stretched, her body under the sun seemed to be so white that it glowed.

It looks like Raphael's kind.

Beautiful and holy.

As if she was an angel too.

Ximo didn't speak, just looked at her suspiciously.

Perhaps because of his weak state, there was no defense or fear in his eyes.

Kong Qing pulled the broken hair from her sideburns behind her ears, and said calmly: "You suddenly had a high fever last night, and you almost died. I was the one who kept watch over you all night until the high fever subsided."

After finishing speaking, her sea-blue eyes suddenly became firm: "I saved you, your life is bestowed by me."

"I'll ask you one last time, do you want to surrender to me?"

This is his last chance.

If he is unwilling, all that awaits him is death.

Knowing this, the young man lowered his eyes and did not answer immediately.

The heart is extremely complicated.

Yes.

If he hadn't been bought by this family at a high price on the black market, he might have fallen into the hands of those people long ago.

Hughes bought him and gave him his first life.

Elise offered to save him and gave him a second life.

Xi Mo's dark eyes flashed with complex water, and after an unknown amount of time, he looked up at her and nodded slightly.

He tried his best to spit out the words from his throat: "Master."

well.

Kong Qing evoked a satisfied smile, picked up the key on the bedside table, and untied all the shackles on him.

After finishing these, the maids brought him a thick porridge that was delicious and nourishing.

Ximo stared straight at the bowl.

He was very hungry.

I want to eat, but I don't even have the strength to raise my hand.

Coupled with the long-term restraint of his hands and feet, he seems to have forgotten how to use these two parts.

Unable to eat food, the young man was very aggrieved, and stared at Kong Qing with red eyes, longing and begging eyes.

The appearance is so haggard and pitiful that one can't help but feel pity.

Judy has a younger brother who is about the same age as him, and seeing this scene is unbearable.

Just about to feed him personally, Kong Qing who was sitting by the bed suddenly said: "Put the things down, you all go out."

Judy paused, but still left the room with the other maids.

Before closing the door, she couldn't help looking at poor Ximo, her eyes were full of pity.

After they left, Kong Qing picked up the slightly hot porcelain bowl, scooped up a spoonful of thick porridge and handed it to his mouth: "Eat it."

Ximo looked at her strangely, curled up his hand on his lower abdomen slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly with anxiety.

He tried his best to raise his hand to come by himself, but she rudely stuffed him with a mouthful of salty porridge.

Kong Qing's voice was very calm, almost without any waves: "From today onwards, you can only obey me."

Kong Qing: "Understood?"

The boy blinked lightly with the mouthful of porridge in his mouth, then rolled it into his throat, and nodded.

"Very good." Kong Qing murmured softly, and then continued to feed him the porridge.

Raphael couldn't help being surprised seeing her like this.

This is the first time he has felt the kindness from Kong Qing in such a long time.

At the same time, he is also very strange.

He obviously has a kind heart, why should he believe in the notorious devil.

Almost everyone fears and avoids demons, but she is the only one.

Only her, Elise, pursues like a demon...

It's so weird.

Kong Qing only let him eat two bowls of porridge.

Because he hasn't eaten for too long, eating a lot at one time is not good for his health.

Ximo hasn't eaten so satisfyingly for a long time.

Stomach has never been so warm as it is now.

He still wanted to eat, and kept looking at Kong Qing with longing and begging eyes.

Kong Qing gently wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said in a cold voice: "Your body is too weak, you will die if you eat too much."

Putting down the handkerchief, she looked straight into the boy's eyes: "You are mine, without my permission, you can't even decide your own life, understand?"

Her attitude was suddenly strong, showing a hint of paranoia.

But for Xi Mo, who had never been cared about before, this undoubtedly excited him, and his heart suddenly beat violently.

An unprecedented emotion is quietly sprouting.

Like a well-behaved dog, the young man nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, master."

Kong Qing raised a satisfied smile, and patted him on the top of the head like stroking a pet: "A good obedient dog."

Ximo didn't object, but just looked at her with blank eyes.

He secretly pondered this sentence in his heart.

Is it a good dog...

He got it.

He will try his best to be her dog.

Under Raphael's watchful eyes, the relationship between the two eased so much, it could even be said that they became intimate.

After resting in bed for a few days, Xi Mo's body has fully recovered.

He was officially granted the brand of Elise's belongings.

On the neck, there is a beautiful butterfly flying lightly.

Looking at the branded self in the mirror, Ximo felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before.

Raising his hand to caress the butterfly brand that was still in pain, Xi Mo couldn't help but smile.

Does this mean that from now on, he has completely belonged to her.

He finally doesn't have to wander around anymore, and can stay in one place forever until he dies.

[Ah, ah, I love loyal dogs so much, loyal dogs yyds! !Woooooo, I think this plane can also be called "Miss' Vicious Dog"]