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Long Qian's heart sneered. Since he was already in his territory and had locked the door, wasn't he still worried about his own people? If he could be this vigilant, why would she relax her guard?

At this time, the sky had already completely darkened. Even though there were still candles inside the room, it still seemed dark and gloomy. At this moment, an incongruous voice sounded.

'Gu Gu... ' "Gu Gu …"

Long Qian Qian chased after the voice, and finally her gaze landed on Little Rock.

Little Rock lowered his head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "My stomach is growling."

What a poor child. He hadn't eaten for most of the day. Long Qian said gently, "Little stone, are you hungry?"

"Yes." Little Rock nodded his head and looked at Long Qian's face in embarrassment.

Long Qian was worried. There was nothing on him, not to mention Little Zero. At the same time, Little Rock had already set his gaze on the dishes on the table that exuded an enticing fragrance.

Long Qian Qian saw through his thoughts. He said, "Little Rock, those dishes are not edible. Let's wait a bit, okay?"

However, Little Rock said, "Mama, there is no poison in the food. If you don't believe me, just let Little Rock eat a few bites first. "

How could this be possible!? What if there was poison? The child was still so young, how could he … But before Long Qian had a chance to speak, Little Rock was already at the table. He first scooped up a spoonful of soup, "Ah …" It made a pleasant sound.

Then, he began to eat with his chopsticks.

Long Qian's eyes widened at the side. This little guy's courage was too great. It was still because he was hungry.

Little Rock smiled and said to Long Qian Qian, "Mama, the skills of the people who cooked these food are quite good." Saying this, he stretched out his hand and pulled Long Qian Qian over. He then handed the chopsticks to her and said, "Mama, believe me, there is nothing dirty here."

Long Qian indeed was hungry! However, she still didn't dare to move a single chopstick. She had suffered a lot when it came to food and drink!

Seeing that she was still hesitating, the little guy said, "Mama, it's just like what that evil uncle said, we have already fallen into his hands. If he wants to harm us, there are many ways to do it."

Long Qian's originally nervous mood relaxed a lot when he heard Little Rascal say 'wicked uncle'. Little Rock was a very clever child, very intelligent.

She nodded her head and said, "Little stone, you're right. It's better to be safe than sorry!"

After dinner, Long Qian brought the small stone outside and placed the candle inside the room. However, the door was not closed, so part of the light inside the room was shining on the outside. The light was not bright, but at least it was not dark.

It was a hot summer day, and they had been on the plane for half a day. Chu Keshen had pushed her down to the ground before, and had been rough with her for quite a while. At this moment, he was covered in sweat. If he didn't take a bath, he would be very uncomfortable.

She saw that Mu Qing Xuan had ordered his men to bring in a large wooden bath basin with a large lid to prevent the water from getting cold. She walked over and tested the temperature with her hand. It was still very warm. Her fingers touched something floating on the surface of the water. She picked it up and took a look at it. It was actually rose petals.

"Wow, it smells so good." Little Rock stood next to the wooden tub that was taller than he was, leaning on his toes to look inside.

Who wouldn't want to have a warm, fragrant, and fragrant flower bath when both their body and mind were exhausted?

Long Qian bent down and asked, "Little Rock, do you want to take a bath?"

"Think about it... "I was just thinking too much." Little Rock jumped in joy. Lowering his head, he smelled his own body and said: "Mama, little stone's body is so smelly."

Long Qian dragged Little Rock's clothes and gave him a bath.

Even though this little fellow was only three years old, he already knew how to be shy. A smiling face, the whole process is bright red, and a little embarrassed.

After showering, Long Qian went back to his room and found what looked like a new towel in his closet. She carefully examined it, touched it, and smelled it again. After confirming that it was clean, she wrapped the little guy up and placed him on the bed inside.

"Mama, are you going to take a bath as well?" The little guy's hair was still slightly wet.

Long Qian helped him to wipe the blood off his face while nodding his head. "Yes."

"Mama, go take a bath. Little Rock can do it himself." After saying that, he took the towel from Long Qian's hands and began to wipe his wet hair.

In any case, the water's temperature was still alright, so Long Qian Qian wasn't in a rush. She sat down next to the little guy and asked, "Little Rock, when you were at home, did you bathe yourself?"

"Of course not." Little Rock was just about to say something when he regretted it. He paused before adding, "There are servants and aunties at home."

"Oh." So that's how it was.

After taking a shallow bath, Long Qian carried the small stone and laid on the bed.

After a long while, Long Qian discovered that the little guy beside her was still awake. Therefore, she turned around and gently asked, "Why can't I sleep? Are you afraid? "

The little stone's eyes were black. Under the illumination of the candlelight, they seemed even brighter and more lively. He shook his head. "Not afraid!"

Long Qian laughed silently, "Then why aren't you sleeping?" Close your eyes and sleep. "

"Mama, go to sleep first."

"Why?"

"You've suffered a lot today, and your body is very tired as well. At night, you still have to take care of Little Rock's bath."

Little Rock's words were intimate and warm at the same time. It was like a small cotton-padded jacket, causing Long Qian's heart to feel warm. However, before she could say anything, Little Rock added: "Mama, Little Rock will protect you when you fall asleep."

Long Qian held the little angel tightly, comforting her child like a normal Mama. Her voice was soft and gentle, like clear spring water flowing in a mountain stream.

From time to time, the small stone would chuckle and hug her waist. From time to time, it would nestle its tiny body into her warm embrace, enjoying the smell of its long-lost mother.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Long Qian felt the little guy in his embrace stop moving. She opened her eyes and looked at him by the light of the candle. She could not help but smile silently.

It turned out that at some point in time, the little guy had fallen asleep.

Little Rock was sleeping peacefully, his exquisite sleeping visage simple and honest, and his expression as strong as ever. Her long, thick eyelashes covered her large, watery eyes.

For some reason, Little Rock's sleeping face suddenly gave her a very familiar feeling …