Dressed as a villain's wife

The girl's face was innocent and ignorant, her round eyes were bright, and she couldn't see any impurities.

Liao Er was a little confused by his yelling.

The women he raises outside are all of various styles, and every time they do something to curry favor with him, they are always called coquettish. He really has never met a girl like this girl in his arms.

But this girl is still so staunch in that yard, can't she just lie to herself?

Liao Er looked suspiciously at the girl in his arms, his eyes full of inquiry.

Among the women who were taken away by him, there were also those who pretended to have amnesia and wanted to escape, but they were all cleaned up by Haosheng and sold to Liuhua Street.

I just don't know that in my arms...

Suspicious in his heart, Liao Er's big palm touched the girl's butt provocatively.

Shen Miaomiao was startled by his action, her whole body was like a frightened little white rabbit, shaking slightly.

Just when he was about to speak, Liao Er saw the eyes of the girl in his arms filled with tears.

"Master, why are you bullying me!"

The little girl's delicate face was full of grievances, and even her soft and soft voice was now full of accusations.

He looked pitiful as if he had been wronged by some great grievance.

Liao Er is going to be 30 years old this year. He has met too many women, and he has lost interest for a long time. He was born with Shen Miaomiao's tricks, subconsciously even the movements of his hands are lighter, he still has some doubts in his heart, his mouth But the boss coaxed her and said: "How do you know that I am your husband-in-law?"

The little girl sobbed, lay on his shoulder shyly, and whispered: "I, my head hurts, I can't remember things, but, but, you hug me like this, it must be my husband-in-law ..."

Liao Er was taken aback, remembering that Shen Miaomiao had indeed hurt her head when she was in the yard, so she was a little dubious.

If she is pretending to be crazy, she should not take the initiative to get close to her according to her strong temper.

Could it be that I hurt my head at that time, and now I can't remember things clearly?

You can see the girl's slender and fair neck just by lowering your eyes slightly, Liao Er's throat tightened.

Regardless of whether his mother is crazy or not, she is always her own woman when she does things at home.

If it's fake, I can always cure her.

If it is true, having such a delicate and soft little lady is definitely better than a strong person, and my parents will like it more when I take it back home, and it will save him from explaining and covering up.

After thinking clearly, Liao Er also had a smile on his face.

"Sit down, we'll be home in a while."

He patted the girl's back with his big palm, with a comforting tone in his tone.

"Sir, my head hurts." The little girl pouted and twisted her body in dissatisfaction.

Just as Liao Er was about to turn black, he saw that the wound on her forehead suddenly split open again for no reason, and now she was bleeding out.

The bright red blood ran down the fair skin, just looking at it made him inexplicably distressed.

"Sit down, I'll bandage you when I get home later." Liao Er coaxed patiently, and even thoughtfully raised his hand to fan her wound. The slight cool breeze made the little girl's wound feel better.

After less than ten seconds of silence, the little girl lost her temper again.

"Msister, Mrs., my head hurts, and I still want to drink tea."

Shen Miaomiao blinked her big innocent eyes, with tears rolling in her eyes, she forcibly suppressed the slight unhappiness in Liao Er's heart.

After thinking for a while, Liao Er only put the man from his arms on the soft stool, and leaned over to search for it by himself.

Those who do their business will always have some wound medicine.

Guessing that she would not be able to do any great things even if she was a girl, Liao Er gave Shen Miaomiao his back in peace.

The little girl curled her lips with disgust on her face, but she still complained with her voice in her mouth: "Master, hurry up, blood will be dripping on my clothes!"

Liao Er was very helpful, he quickened the movements of his subordinates with a good temper, but he didn't want to suddenly feel a little dizzy, secretly said badly in his heart, and wanted to call the driver outside the car, but fell down all of a sudden.

Seeing him collapsed, Shen Miaomiao dared to take a few breaths.

She couldn't beat Liao Er, but luckily she was wearing her own set of clothes today.

On the way to escape from the famine, the head of Qingfengzhai gave Sister Nanzhi some drugs.

Those five taels of medicinal powder were quite useful.

After arriving in Yancheng, although things got better gradually, there were only her parents and her daughter in her family.

Even if the Lin family wanted to help, they were still far away.

She also met some hooligans from time to time, and then she happened to remember the drugs that she had in the past, so she spent some money to buy some herbs and went home to figure it out.

She didn't dare to let her parents know about these things, for fear that they would worry. Although the number of hooligans in Yan City gradually decreased, she kept the habit of carrying this medicine powder.

She didn't bring much anymore, and only sewed a small cloth bag around her waist, which could hold some.

These days, she lives in Lin's house, and she always wears sister Nanzhi's clothes. Fortunately, she changed them back today, otherwise something will happen today.

Looking at Liao Er who was unconscious in the carriage, the little girl's vigilance remained undiminished.

She couldn't beat the driver, so now she could only find a way to escape.

This medicine is cheap, and it can't be used as a serious drug. She has to find a way quickly.

Rubbing the goose bumps on her arms, the little girl began to look at the carriage she was sitting in at the moment.

There is only a soft stool and a small table in the carriage, but fortunately, the space is still large, and Liao Er can still have some space when lying on the ground.

Stretching her neck on tiptoe to the window, she made sure that the driver who was driving the car didn't notice anything unusual, and then she poked her head out cautiously.

She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but when she lifted the curtain of the car, she could only see rows of bushes, apparently far away from Yancheng.

Twelve-eyed Sharp, who followed quietly behind, has been staring closely since he noticed the movement of the curtain of the carriage.

It wasn't until he saw a head protruding from the car window that he became a little flustered.

Who is Miaomiao who is not looking around?

Because they didn't know the terrain and the situation in the carriage, Shen Wenchen and 12 didn't go up to stop the carriage directly, but chose to follow behind and adjust accordingly.

Now that it was Shen Miaomiao who was in the car, the two looked at each other, nodded, and rode their horses to surround the road.

The coachman who was driving the carriage hadn't heard any movement in the carriage for a long time, so he couldn't help being a little suspicious, worried that something had happened, and feared that he would annoy Liao Er.

He only asked tentatively, "Master Liao? Shall we go back to the village directly?"

When Shen Miaomiao heard the coachman asking questions, her nerves tensed up immediately.

Glancing at the size of the car window, the little girl has already begun to study whether she can escape by drilling the window according to her figure.

She didn't believe it, if the driver saw Liao Er collapsed in the carriage, he would chase after her first.

As long as I can get out of the window, maybe I can escape!