The boy was born with a good face, even if it was a weak young man, he couldn't hide his delicate and upright face, and under his long and thick eyelashes there was a pair of dangerous pupils that Liao is dark pool hidden.

He didn't respond to the middle-aged woman's words, his eyes fixed on the small milk bag that was running towards him excitedly, and the only eyes that were angry with life flashed a trace of inquiry.

"Master ......"

The back of his neck tightened, and he innocently looked at the ground that was slowly moving away from him.

She tried to break free and throw herself into her master's arms, but it was nonsense to use her little arms and legs.

It was the middle-aged woman who grabbed her, and she opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "Alas? How did this kid dress like this. ”

She put her hands under the armpits of the sacrificial bear and picked her up, met her little cheeked face, and began to look around for her mutilation.

She was also annoyed by the fact that she was fiddling around, and struggled to break out of her shackles, "Let go of me!" ”

Her milky voice is not a little lethal, but because of her activity, more people pay attention to her.

The woman ignored her, and didn't find that the mutilated parts of her body became more and more satisfied, "It's rare to have a child who has no defects and looks like a jade, good!" ”

Finding that the little girl's eyes were always on Ake, the woman smiled even more happily, and walked into Boke again and again with her and gave him a look, "It seems that she likes Ake very much, just her." ”

Asymptotic separation.

Boke and Sacrificial Xiong looked at each other, noticing her black pupils flashing the blue of the starry sky, and his silent inky pupils moving slightly.

The woman put down the small ball of flesh that was struggling.

The heart that wanted to cry without tears finally came back to life the moment it touched the ground, she trotted to the boy's lap and hugged his leg, tears rolling in her eyes, "Master!" ”

Everyone: "......"

It was like a basin of cold water that poured a middle-aged woman into her heart, and she crossed her waist angrily, "It turns out that this defect is the brain!" ”

Even Boke, who was as calm as a robot, couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the small milk bag hanging on his lap in surprise.

This sound of the owner seemed to make his heart touch, it was a different feeling.

She cried very sadly, because she was used to throwing herself into her master's arms.

She didn't have enough this time!

Despite his immature face and thin body, the boy was still very tall, only half a head worse than a bodyguard.

Not to mention that it was over 1.75 meters, and she hugged him as high as his legs.

The master did not answer her, nor did he pick her up and coax her, and the sacrifice Xiong Xiong was even more sad, pulling his pants and crying, "Master! It's great that you're not dead! You're scared to death baby, how can you blow yourself up! ”

No one could understand her gibberish.

The middle-aged woman frowned and didn't understand what she said, but she was surprised that their Ake, who was autistic and unapproachable, actually let her get close, and she didn't get angry.

Let these go first, she couldn't bear to look directly at the bodyguards and order, "I'm stunned to do something, don't pull this little girl away." ”

It was too close to stop it just now, and this time the bodyguard had to order him to quickly tear off the crooked alternative girl on his young master's trousers.

How can a little boy who can withstand the tall bodyguards, he picked it up with one hand, and isolated it from the protection of the teenager.

Dian Dian couldn't look directly at her brainless operation: (Are you a critic, the master doesn't know you now, are you in a hurry to go up and brush up on the negative impression?) ）

'He doesn't know me?' ’

Sacrificial Xiong couldn't believe it, and she was driven away, keeping her eyes on his expression.

She was disappointed, the sick young man's face was as usual, and there was alienation in his long, narrow eyes like ink, looking at a stranger, and his pale and light-colored thin lips were pursed and silent.

She only noticed now that her master's face was ugly.

Is he sick? Such a look was only seen when he was sick.