Her dark hair was like a steel wire directly hooking his neck, and she threw him back on the edge of the bridge. Tang Micheng's eyes widened in fear. He saw that the bridge was at least five meters away. If he was hit by

Throw this hair out,

He will definitely be hanged under this bridge!

"I told you to go home at eight o'clock, but I didn't ask you to hesitate outside for a few minutes."

Tang Micheng closed his eyes tightly, but found that the thing holding his neck was soft and warm.

Tang Micheng opened his eyes suddenly. A small thing was already hanging on his chest, blocking the precarious fence. Tang Jin put an arm around his neck and pressed the whisk against the fence.

He met a pair of dark eyes. Her little face was swollen, but her body smelled of sweet milk and was extremely delicious.

"If you disobey me, look! Are you going to die?"

"Tang, Tang Jin."

She was still wearing home clothes, wearing slippers, and holding a whisk in her hand.

"Where is this place? Why did you say that when I went out? Did you make this thing?"

He was trembling with fright and was greatly shocked. He snuggled into the arms of his sister, who was several years younger than him. He smelled the sweet milk on her body and felt extra safe. His grievances suddenly burst out, and tears rolled down his face.

.

"Isn't it okay that I was wrong? I shouldn't have been disobedient. I tried my best to go back. Can you please let me go back to the normal world? I don't want to die yet. I also want to drink sweet milk!"

She cried so spinelessly that she didn't have the arrogance that made Tang Jin lose face before.

On the contrary, Tang Jin was startled and he wanted to let go, but he held him tightly.

Tang Jin thought about it for a long time and then spoke under the nervous eyes of the other party.

"Actually, I think sweet milk is just average, but grandpa said drinking more can help you grow taller."
Chapter completed!