[The loyal little slave with a dark belly VS the coquettish and willful young master]
The heavy snowfall of the tenth year of the Apocalypse lasted for three days and three nights, and the bodies of the entire Li family were buried under the vast snow.
The moment Jun Zetian opened his eyes, he saw only the vast expanse of snow and the hands covering his mouth.
The hands were already dark purple and were curled up in an abnormal state.
Jun Zetian didn't expect that on his 13th birthday, a foreign family would be wiped out, and he never expected that a boy younger than him would brave the wind and snow to carry him, a dying man, back home step by step.
Bai Chen ignored his father's dissuasion and insisted on visiting his mother. He got a fever on the way, and Anu, who was with him, carried him home regardless of his own health in order to keep him alive.
But when he woke up from the snow, Anu was gone.
He searched and searched, but in the end he found the wrong person.
Bai Chen didn't know how much strength he had to use, so he just managed to carry the man back home.
When he woke up, he realized that he had carried the wrong person.
What should I do? After all, I finally carried it back, and I happen to be short of someone by my side, so I can support him.
But, but, no one told him that he was a prince!
He even locked him up.
Big pervert!
Ahhhhhhh, don't come over!
"No, you tied me up yesterday, it's my turn today!"
"Okay, my young master, use this to tie it firmly."
Jun Zetian: As long as the young master wants it, I will give it to him with both hands, and so will my life.
