After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

The search and rescue team looking for the child arrived faster than expected.

The people who got out of the car moved quickly, carrying rescue ropes and arrows on their backs. In addition to rescue equipment, there were bows and arrows and sights for hunting that were moved out of the car.

Mrs. Qin, a Buddhist believer, squinted her eyes and recognized the sharp arrows beside the car in the distance. She frowned and asked: "I told you not to harm the animals in the forest. What are you doing with these?"

The leader sneered and said, "Old lady, the woods around here are full of wild beasts and poisonous insects, we have to bring someone to defend ourselves, right?"

Mrs. Qin waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, let's go."

The people in the car moved quickly and went down with rescue tools on their backs.

After the old lady left, all the rescue team pulled out their swearing expressions, and took out hunting arrows and anesthetized guns.

The rescue captain gave the order resolutely and experienced: "The beasts on Jingci Mountain are more ferocious than usual, and there are more of them. Everyone must attack quickly and accurately to avoid giving the beasts a chance to counterattack."

Everyone nodded, the quenched venom on the bows and arrows glistened in the sunlight.

One cub and one wolf resumed the order of up and down, walking slowly among the bushes.

The cub was riding on his neck again, pulling the fur, holding his head and drooling, letting out the joy of reunion.

Que An was expressionless with his wet head on his face.

He should just let this kid fend for himself, why turn back halfway.

The first time I saved him was a mistake, and the second time I saved him was meddling.

There are two roads from here to the temple, one is a winding path and the other is a rugged path, and it takes a day and a night to walk either way.

The cub chose to take the fast track and fell directly from the cliff, which saved his worry and effort.

Que An picked the one that was not too bumpy, flicked his tail slowly, and moved towards the temple.

Hurry up and get this kid back.

He never wanted to see this hapless boy again.

But the weather was unforeseen, and the wolf had misfortune. Just after walking two steps, it began to rain heavily.

pat-

A drop of water dripped from the leaf and fell on the top of the cub's forehead.

Immediately afterwards, more and more dense raindrops fell ferociously and rolled down to the ground. Even though the heads were covered by the tall camphor leaves, the two of them were drenched completely.

Que An unhurriedly maintained his original pace, flicked his tail, and shook off the water drops.

The raindrops hit the cub with cold air without stopping or panting.

The cub hugged Que An's neck tightly, and tucked his head into the soft fur to cling to it.

"Aqiu Aqiu—"

The snot bubbles came out slowly, and the cub sniffed sleepily, trembling all over.

Que An paused, turned his head to look at the cub, and frowned.

troublesome.

After he was disgusted, he raised his eyes lazily and looked around, just in time to see a hole, and then ran into the cave with his legs.

The cave is dry and comfortable, and the air-conditioned wind occasionally rushes into the cave entrance.

Que An carried the people into the depths of the cave entrance, and there was a haystack left behind by someone unknown inside. As soon as it lowered its head, the cub rolled onto the haystack.

The drowsy cub was trembling, but he still stretched out his right hand to grab a few pieces of hay, pouting his mouth and blowing.

The dry grass is motionless.

It's not fluffy, it can't be blown as a dandelion, it's not fun.

The cub struggled again to grab Que An's tail.

Que An raised his tail and avoided his hand.

He picked up a ball of straw and sprinkled it on the cub, covering him tightly, with only the head of the cub sticking out.

It shouldn't shake anymore.

Que An has never seen a species that is more delicate and troublesome than human beings. The wind blows a gentle breeze, and the sun only chooses winter, and even the next

Even in the drizzle, you have to pretend to hold an umbrella.

After covering the cub with a crude quilt, Que An turned his head and walked out of the cave, lying down at the entrance of the cave with a big face.

The summer rains are fierce, and in just a few minutes, the dry soil is instantly disintegrated, and the water column trickles down along the cracks in the leaves, forming small puddles in a short while.

Que An closed his eyelids, feeling drowsy, the raindrops dripped on his ears and slid down his eyelids.

His ears trembled, he smacked his lips, tilted his head and continued to sleep.

Que An fell asleep without hindrance accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, and smacked his lips contentedly by the way.

He dreamed of a feast of whole sheep, a feast of whole rabbits, a feast of whole deer...all of them danced and delivered them to his mouth.

This dream was more real than all the dreams he had before. In his sleep, he really bit the rabbit's leg.

Soft and tender, even the smell of meat is so charming and real, the only regret is that it has a bit of milky smell...

Wait—creamy?

Que An opened his eyes, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

The cub's right hand was clenched into a fist and stuffed into his mouth, and the wolf's sharp canine teeth brushed against the fist.

Que An howled furiously at the son, his voice pierced through the thin air and shook a few hairs of the son.

If only he had strayed an inch just now, when he smacked his lips in his dream, his teeth would have been driven deep into his flesh.Que An stared at the boy angrily, and after making sure that his hands were intact, he stepped forward and coldly grabbed the boy's waistband, trying to bring him back to where he was.

But the cub was not as obedient as usual, struggling and refusing to get up.

Que An stepped up his strength and threw him onto the haystack with a few strides, and walked back to guard the entrance of the cave, but after a while, when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the wolf's nose itched.

He lost his patience and was about to roar loudly, but the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the boy kneeling halfway, with his hands raised to block the wind and rain that hit Que An.

Que An was stunned.

The crackling raindrops hit the cub's body, and the cub's thin layer of clothes was completely soaked, showing his waist trembling from the cold.

His body is too small, he can only block 90.00% of it, and the remaining [-]% is blown towards Que An with the strong wind.

He crawled forward a few steps, stretched out his little hand that was as cold as ice, and lay on the face of the wolf, trying his best to block the wind and rain for Que An's small body.

Water drops dripped down the eyelashes in embarrassment, and he just stretched out his hand to the neck of the wild wolf, and followed the wet locks of hair one by one, pursing his mouth, very serious:

The plush is so cute it can't get wet!

Que An stared at the cub's drenched back, and fell silent for a moment with the dripping raindrops.

Then, he straightened up, pressed down lightly, and covered the cub under his stomach.

The cub rolled excitedly in Que An's arms, stretched out his arms to hug his stomach and rubbed.

So much fluff!Surrounded by fluff!

Still warm and fluffy!

But then, he stretched out his head worriedly, wanting to grab the hair on Que An's neck:

The fluffy outside is wet!

Que An glanced at the restless cub in his arms, so he had no choice but to pick him up and go back to the depths of the cave, where the rain couldn't reach him.

Outside the cave, it was raining and raining, and the raindrops were hitting the mountain. Inside the cave, there was only the sound of even overlapping breathing. One person and one wolf slept peacefully on the haystack.

The cub was still awake when the first rays of daylight entered the cave the next day.

Que An moved, and the cub was still snoring.

Que An got up from the ground and stretched out his paws to wake Zai Zai up, but he just stretched out his paws and glanced at his paws inadvertently.

Each of the five claws is studded with sharp, knife-like nails.

The cub turned over, revealing half of his white buttocks that were so tender that they would tear apart.

Forget it.

He directly picked up the cub and threw it, an arc in the air, and the cub landed firmly on his back.

The cub turned over and continued to snore unaffected.

The weather after the rain is the best weather in the forest, the grass has new colors, the soil has new mushrooms, and the sky has new rainbows.

But it's not a good weather for walking home.

Que An made a hole with one foot, and strode forward disapprovingly, all the splashed mud splashed on Zai Zai's body, and his pure white clothes became a camouflage uniform with mud color polka dots.

Feeling the jolt, the boy opened his eyes in confusion, and clicked his mouth.

The surrounding area is surrounded by bushes and tall trees. There are very few creatures around, so it is very quiet.

A gust of wind passed by Que An's ears, and Que An quickly fell to the ground, followed by a muffled sound.

A sharp and thin arrow pierced through the air, and shot precisely at the trunk of the thick and thick banyan tree.

The arrow went deep, penetrating the entire trunk of the tree.

There was blackness around the shot through tree trunk.The black has been spreading outward, and the infested bark has a sickly limp feeling.

Que An looked at the tree trunk, his eyes were full of disgust.

He crouched in the grass, watching the situation outside coldly.

There are footsteps.

The footsteps were small and slightly disguised.

The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer, and then several people carrying ropes and equipment walked into Que An's sight, circling around the arbor tree with a solitary arrow stuck in it.

One of them said, "Where's the wolf? I clearly saw a dusty thing go by."

Another person answered: "You are either dazzled or blind. There are no wolves around here."

The leader said in an irritable tone, "Okay, it's important to find the child."

Several people are ready to leave.

The cub blinked, looked at the dandelion floating in front of him, and rubbed his nose.

A little itchy, just sneeze.

"Aqiu."

The human voice reached the ears of several people, and the crowd who were about to turn around and leave suddenly exploded.

There was a voice, it was the son of the Qin family!

Several people pinpointed the source of Ah Qiu's voice, and galloped towards Que'an with anesthesia drug and venom bows and arrows on their backs.

At the very moment, Que An rushed out of the grass and ran down the slope facing the wind.

Que An ran out of the afterimage, but he could still recognize it as a wolf.

Several people were shocked and broke out in a cold sweat:

The child fell into the hands of wild wolves, and his life would be long if he survived tonight.

He made a decisive decision: "Aim at the wild wolf and shoot, be careful not to hurt the child!"

Dozens of arrows were fired in unison, piercing the air, and rubbing against the wolf fur. Que An's ears moved, and he keenly caught the sound of the wind. Based on the sound, he judged the direction, jumped to avoid dodging, and the cub was babbling excitedly in the air. call.

The running speed of the wolves was trained by the jungle. While dodging the arrows, Que An accurately calculated the map in his mind. The people behind him and the arrow rain chased after him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

There is a small cliff ahead, jumping off is not a problem.

He leaps forward.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow feathers flashed in the air, straight into Que An's calf.