Chapter 317 Shot

"Where is this?" Qiao Qiao asked Pei Yiyang, who was holding her, in a low voice.

As soon as Qiao Qiao spoke, she felt that although her voice was still childish, her pronunciation was much clearer than before.

She looked down at her feet, shook her calves to see if she could walk steadily, in order to determine what age she was in.

But the boy holding her seemed to have misunderstood her meaning.

"Are you cold?" the boy asked.

As he took off her shoes, his handsome brows furrowed again when he touched the coldness of her little feet.

Then, to Qiao Qiao's astonishment, he pulled open his clothes and tucked those chubby little feet into his arms.

Meat against meat, the contrast of cold and warmth startled both the large and small children.

Pei Yiyang was frozen.

Qiao Qiao was simply frightened.

"Big brother, no, it's dirty." Although her feet were indeed cold and uncomfortable, Qiao Qiao was too embarrassed to let someone use their belly to warm her smelly feet.

"It's not dirty, Qiaoqiao, you can't get cold anymore, you'll get sick."

Ignoring Qiao Qiao's reluctance, Pei Yiyang forcibly pressed down on her feet, preventing her from moving.

"Where is this?" After trying several times to refuse, Qiao Qiao could only accept it, her small body shivering as she nestled in the boy's arms. It was just too spacious and too cold here.

Only by huddling together so closely can they barely get a little warmth from each other.

In fact, ever since Qiao Qiao had spiritual power by her side, her body would automatically mobilize spiritual power to keep warm whenever she felt cold. She hadn't been able to feel the cold so clearly in a long time.

She carefully observed Pei Yiyang's expression.

Judging from their clothes, she deduced that it must be springtime.

In such damp and cold weather, she was afraid that Pei Yiyang would not be able to endure it. She had just been secretly circulating her spiritual power, but found that although her body had spiritual power, it was extremely weak and she could hardly use it.

This isn't right.

She had always felt an abundance of spiritual energy in her body whenever she came here before, an energy that was no less than her spiritual energy in the real world.

How come there's only this little bit left?

When Qiao Qiao asked him again, Pei Yiyang still did not answer.

He just looked at her with eyes full of apology.

He never imagined that he would implicate her.

He solemnly assured the person, "Don't be afraid, your big brother will take you out, he definitely will, and he won't let anything happen to you."

I don't know if it's because the temperature is too low, or if my body is just a bit weak right now.

Qiao Qiao gradually felt dizzy.

Even though she tried her best to stay awake, she couldn't suppress the urge to fall asleep.

In the dim light, she looked at Pei Yiyang and whispered to him, "Big brother, I feel so sleepy."

She felt her body heat rapidly draining away.

"Qiaoqiao, you can't sleep, you can't sleep. They'll find us soon. Trust your big brother, okay? Don't sleep, let's hold on a little longer."

Seeing the small body nestled in his arms, its eyelashes trembling slightly and about to close again, Pei Yiyang's face showed a hint of urgent pleading.

He patted Qiao Qiao's face, afraid that if he hit her too hard, she would be in pain, and if he hit her too lightly, he would not be able to stop her from falling into a coma.

Just as he was at his wits' end, he heard a series of chaotic footsteps outside.

Pei Yiyang immediately and cautiously placed Qiao Qiao behind him.

Qiao Qiao was awakened by the cold floor.

She struggled to open her eyes.

"They've already come looking for us, resolve this immediately!"

"But……"

"Who's the boss, you or me? Kill him right now!"

Killed?

What was killed?

Qiao Qiao was startled and saw several figures standing with their backs to the light in the wide-open doorway. The sudden brightness made it difficult for her to see their faces clearly.

But she saw someone pull out a gun.

He pointed in their direction and fired a shot.

Because of her superhuman senses, the bullet appeared to Qiao Qiao as if it were flying towards her in slow motion.

But a bullet is still a bullet.

Even though Qiao Qiao had exhausted her last bit of spiritual power, she still watched helplessly as the bullet, after losing most of its impact, pierced the chest of Pei Yiyang, who was standing in front of her and tightly protecting her behind him.

"No!" Qiao Qiao cried out in terror.

...

In real life, Qiao Qiao also woke up shouting "No!"

The four people who were talking in the hotel living room all changed their expressions. The next second, Qiao Changdong, Yan Liti and Wang Jun rushed into the room one after another.

Mo Haijun followed closely behind.

"My darling." Seeing Qiao Qiao, who was covered in sweat, her eyes filled with fear, and who had woken up screaming, Qiao Changdong rushed to the bedside and pulled her into his arms.

The little girl he held in his arms seemed to have experienced something terrifying; her face was pale and her body was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with the baby? Did he have a nightmare?" Yan Liti paced anxiously beside him.

"Are you alright?" Mo Haijun stood by the bed, his face also full of worry.

Seeing that the little girl was sweating so much, she turned around and went to the bathroom to get a towel. At the same time, Wang Jun went to the living room to pour a glass of warm water.

Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti wiped her sweat and fed her water in small sips.

Qiao Qiao looked at the worried eyes of the four adults in the room, and her consciousness, which had almost left her body from the frightening scene in her dream, slowly returned.

She shook her head, resting her sweaty little head against Qiao Changdong's chest, and answered listlessly, "It's nothing, I... I had a nightmare."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti understood the meaning behind Qiao Qiao's words. It seemed that she had dreamed of the same dreams again.

However, the things in this dream were not good.

Qiao Changdong stared at the red ribbon on Qiao Qiao's head, and his first reaction was to tear it off and throw it away.

I have no idea what this thing is!

However, Qiao Changdong discovered that this thing was actually impossible to pry off.

It looks soft and fluffy, but no matter which part he pulls off, the rest that isn't on his fingers will automatically stick back onto the little bun on his daughter's head.

It's as if it has its own will; knowing that someone wants to take it down, it clings to his daughter relentlessly!

He could still take it off when he was tying his daughter's hair before.

Qiao Changdong was furious; he refused to believe he couldn't take it down!

"Dad, it's okay." Feeling the person and the silk ribbon constantly fighting above her head, Qiao Qiao shook her head.

She was frightened by her dream today.

But she didn't reject the ribbon.

Qiao Qiao's intuition told her that the dream, which resembled a TV series, was anything but simple.

She needed to figure out what the events in her dream meant and what they signified.