The toddler didn't want to meet the villain and could only beg for mercy, and she was dissatisfied with her flat mouth and looked at her brother with a wilt.

Si Yu once ruthlessly broke other people's limbs in front of her, and he also shot like electricity.

Now shoot at the toddler, and solve her in a second, just as fast, but this force is lighter I don't know how many times, even so, the child will also cry in pain.

Just playing, young children can't resist in the slightest, let alone what happens when adults get serious.

This does not require any combat skills, and the crushing result can be caused by the innate power disparity.

The toddler who was hit gave up the struggle, snuggled in the arms of the adult, enjoyed his massage, looked down at his little feet and asked his brother, "What should I do then?" ”

She felt more and more that the world was very dangerous, and she was afraid that one day if Si Yu was not there and something bad happened, what would she do?

Learn more language to beg for mercy or something, it's too heart-wrenching and too undignified!

What a black humor statement!

And isn't this just the good thought that entrusts one's fate to others, which is too elusive?

"Fighting isn't something you little girl should worry about." The four of them looked at Xiao Budian, who would not adjust his center of gravity, and said in a light tone, "If there is really any danger, it is also the adults who go first, either you hide it, or run to the side of the guards." ”

After thinking about it, he added, "If it's a human being, it's still possible to live lying down and waiting for the result." Or it's okay if you're willing to do something senseless to provoke others and make your death less enjoyable. ”

The lights in the room were silent, the exhaust system was humming, and the four of them spoke with great poise, and the final addition was not so much a possibility, but more like a means to say that he had encountered such a situation.

Plain white makes the air a little more chilly.

Originally, she just wanted to practice martial arts with powerful adults, but Si Yu was sure that she was just a fish on the board anyway, and she could only be slaughtered by others.

For a child who doesn't want to meet a pervert again, this result is really terrifying.

"Brother!" The toddler protested loudly, looked up into the eyes of the adult, and suddenly fell silent.

She didn't know how to describe that kind of look, her brother looked at her gently, but that gentleness was like the warm sun reflected by the ice floes in the river in early spring, and the deeper was the still cold flowing water.

At first glance, there is no unusual feeling, but when you dig into it a little, it is a different kind of cold.

The child suddenly felt a little confused, she had never looked through her brother, and she had never understood her brother, and the powerlessness that she could not grasp because she did not understand made her a little afraid.

She doesn't know the age of adults, her life experience, what she asks and what he answers, unless she happens to encounter something, he never takes the initiative to tell her anything.

There is actually nothing awkward about this, just like she has never said anything about her past, and the four have no curiosity about her, and the two have never had a more in-depth communication except for daily conversations.

Nothing was out of the ordinary.

It's just that she suddenly felt that when he looked at her, it wasn't like he was looking at a person, but at an object or a corpse or something inanimate, without temperature.

It made her a little frightened for no reason.

The toddler whispered "brother" again, snuggling tightly in his arms, the adult's arms were still warm, and the big hand would still gently pat her to comfort her when she leaned over.

What is she thinking? Izuki taunted herself and pressed down the doubts in her heart.

Si Yu is a very rational person, and she has her own ideas about everything, and she wants to use the pink youthful pain literature she has read to put on him, isn't it something wrong with it.

Don't speculate about others, he has already helped her a lot, and it is ridiculous to ask others to look at her in line with her psychological requirements.

But this atmosphere condensed and scared her, and she couldn't help but make the toddler desperate to do something to break the atmosphere.

She let out a panicked "um" and sat down on the bed.

"I'm hungry." The child said.

"Hmm." The adult was silent for two seconds, turned out a box of things from the things she released yesterday, took them out of the space, opened them neatly, and fed her naturally.

A spoonful of sweet-smelling rice porridge is fed to the mouth, although you can't taste it, but it is good to only smell it, and your appetite can move well to eat it.

All doubts did not hold water, it was just the negative emotions in her heart that were caused by the dissatisfaction with Siyu's judgment of her, and his act of caring for her blew them away like a gust of wind.

Thinking about it carefully, what he said is not a problem at all, it is her appearance.

If others are too good to themselves, they will become more and more dissatisfied.

Yi Yue put her mind right, ate obediently and skillfully, and continued to look at her brother when her cheeks were agitated.

The man lowered his head slightly to pay attention to the movements of his hands, and the sandalwood eyes on his tough face were very honey-colored in the pale yellow light, and he looked very soft, and he wiped her mouth when he accidentally ate it.

It's no different than ever.

Leaving those messy and weird thoughts behind, it was she herself who had just gone to beat the bad guys with the four of them, and learned of the death of her acquaintance and the four of her too cold reactions to it, which made her too insecure because she was extremely uncomfortable.

After the analysis, she continued to be a good child with peace of mind.

After eating quickly, the adult reached out and touched the bulging little belly, "Let's do this first, and then go to the cafeteria at night, do you want to sleep for a while?" ”

"Sleep enough, brother." The toddler smiled again, his little fingers scratching at the man's scattered half-curls, and the adult stepped together, and the hair slipped out of her hand like a little fish.

The four men turned over and got out of bed, covered the child with the quilt, and when she tossed herself out of the quilt with her hairy head, the adults had already changed into blue-gray uniforms and walked out of the bathroom.

In such a short time, he combed his hair, and the big hand was still holding a set of small baked clothes: "Girl, get up, get dressed." ”

After helping the little one put on her clothes, she hung up her identity tag, her little arms and legs moved, stretched and stretched her limbs, and she felt handsome.

The adults carried her straight downstairs.

When the child moves his nose in the hallway, he can still smell a musty dampness.

Walking out of the building, I met men and women walking towards the bathhouse from time to time, and they passed each other by mistake, but they didn't even bother each other with their eyes.

Live as an independent small world.

So the big world is even more lonely.

The four men led her to the farm, lined up to receive the instruments, and stopped on the road they often walked.

He put the child on the ground, pointed to the road in front of him, put a big hand behind her head, looked at the child's puzzled gaze, and the beautiful voice was like the elegant melody of the cello: "I teach you to say goodbye." ”