Chapter Thirty-Six: Doyle Deeply Hit
In the splendid villa, Lillerson sat on a sofa, hidden in the shadows behind the curtains, while a red-haired boy stood next to him.
"Doyle, your mother sent you to me for your future. If you want to live a better life, if you want to live in such a big house in the future, and if you want to send your mother, father, younger brothers and sisters into the aristocratic class, you can only have more resources to cultivate if you work harder and let the head of the family see your value. β
Lillson sneered, his face even more gloomy in the dim space, "Your physical fitness is A+, and you have a fire-type ability talent, which is much stronger than the talent of the eldest young master, but talent can't decide everything." Now is not the time for you to perform, you better ...... Put away that pitiful pride and stop waving your immature and feeble fists to make trouble for me. β
"I don't want yesterday's incident to happen again, you...... Either avoid the young masters who are jealous of you, or endure it when they bully you, and you'd better not do the stupid thing of being beaten to the point of resistance like yesterday. If there is another time, disobedience drags me down, then just get out. β
Lilson's voice was calm, but Doyle couldn't help but shudder, he knew that Lilson was definitely not joking.
"Yes, uncle."
Lillson looked at the thick velvet curtain and said nonchalantly, "Doyle, have a good eye, Miss Salissa likes you very much." β
Doyle's face flushed, and he was about to open his mouth to retort, but was stopped by Lillson's dark gaze.
"Doyle, you're not a child anymore, I don't need to teach you what to do."
A faint voice of warning shattered his pride, shame, and unwillingness, and Doyle clenched his fists, revealing the criss-crossed scars on the back of his hands.
He stiffened his body and stood up straight, took a deep breath, and replied in a trance: "I know, uncle! β
Lillson got up, walked past Doyle and went upstairs.
Doyle walked over to the window, tore at it, and pulled the curtain open.
The morning sun shone on his body, reflecting Doyle's dark red eyes, but they were more like a burning flame, and the depths of his eyes were full of confused and complex struggles.
This complex feeling appeared in a boy who looked like seven or eight years old, and it seemed extremely discordant with the immature face, but it was only a moment, and it was flat.
"I've already brought the battle book, and it's set when the two children are both third-level martial artists."
Hansen and Lillerson sat in the reception room, next to them sat Mark who came with them, and several coaches who were watching from the Huang Kaiwu Hall.
After both of them signed their names on the war book, the war book was taken into the air and melted into space.
"Next, it's up to us." Hansen's eyes were staring at Lillson, full of war.
Lillson's face froze, but he returned to normal without anyone noticing, and he smiled uncharacteristically: "Let the two children go outside to play, and solve our problems first." β
After Lin Li nodded from Hansen, he walked out of the reception room with Doyle.
With fiery red hair and dark red eyes, like jewels, Lin Li looked at Doyle curiously several times, and his heart was about to move.
She has seen few peers in the first place, and red hair and red eyes are still quite new to her, and she has only seen them in anime before.
And Doyle raised his chin slightly: "Hmph, look at what!" Shorty! β
Lin Li looked at Doyle's stinky fart, and originally thought it was funny, but he pouted when he heard the "little man" behind him, you are not very tall.
She carefully compared her height, and found that she was a head lower than him, wasn't he just a year old, why did he grow so tall.
Lin Li also raised his chin and squinted at him, with a little jealousy in his heart, and said in a loud voice: "What's wrong with growing tall, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind." β
"You!" Doyle waved his fist and frightened with a fierce face: "When I am promoted to a third-level martial artist, I must beat your face into a pig's head, hmph, it is best for you to take the initiative to admit defeat at that time." β
Originally, under Doyle's assumption, he let out cruel words, and Lin Li, who looked very well-behaved and white, would definitely be scared by him and cry, and then he could take the opportunity to pinch her delicious-looking face.
Well, I don't know who has a more tender face compared to the two-year-old girl.
However, the truth made Doyle desperate, and Lin Li raised his little chin, full of contempt, and was even more arrogant than him.
"Children who talk big should be careful to have a long nose, so long that they can't wipe off their runny nose."
She also gestured, looking at Doyle's expression as if he had been struck by lightning, and snickered in her heart, haha, fairy tales are really powerful, and they really scared this little kid!
Listening to this soft and glutinous fairy tale, Doyle's teeth were sore, and his heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping, his throat rolled, and he asked with some difficulty: "Are you still watching Pinocchio?" β
Lin Li nodded, isn't this from Pinocchio?
The corners of Doyle's mouth twitched violently, as one of the classic fairy tales, Pinocchio has always been an enlightenment book for babies under six months old, and even his two-year-old little sister can't read it well.
It's just too naΓ―ve, Doyle suddenly felt that the future was bleak, and the opponent that his uncle found for him was really far beyond his imagination, such an opponent was really miserable-_-|||
However, why do you feel a little cute and cute, after Doyle was heartbroken, his eyes fluttered, and he kept sweeping Lin Lidu's face and soft hair, and suddenly felt that he couldn't get off his hands, what should I do? ?
Unconsciously, Lin Li, who lacked common sense, was completely despised by a little child. Of course, this is also because Lin Li still subconsciously looks at this life with the concept of his previous life. In fact, five or six-year-old children in the interstellar may not have mature personalities and so on, but they are definitely not naΓ―ve.
In order to save Lin Li's naivety, Doyle awkwardly passed Lin Li a few children's books, all of which were heroic biographies and mecha novels.
Lin Li didn't know Doyle's intentions, he just felt that this was a tsundere little kid who always liked to express kindness in a fierce way, and his heart was actually quite good.
Lin Li generously forgave Doyle and took the initiative to get close to him, and after failing in all aspects, he finally found a common interest and cultivated.
Doyle exhaled secretly, fortunately, there was still salvation.
When Hansen finished the battle with Lillerson and took Lin Li away with pride, the two were still playing a small game together.