Chapter 197: Every Time When Love Is Near 3
Chapter 197: Every Time When Love Is Near 3
Her little face was like an apple, her eyelashes were thick and long, like a row of cute little brushes, and when she turned a page of a book, her eyes were round and black, like a purple grape soaked in crystal.
For the first time in his life, he was so close to her! He held his breath, he didn't even dare to breathe, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.
The little girl suddenly felt something, raised her head, and looked out the window with wide eyes.
She was very curious! The stranger was tall and straight, and a warm smile appeared on his indifferent face, which seemed to be extremely kind and gentle. Especially his clothes, his slightly gray sideburns, all show that he is a very stylish person.
He touched her eyes.
Suddenly a heart falls.
It was a clear spring that was extremely clean, like a jewel immersed in crystal, clean, bright, and even a little bit of sky blue.
Only babies, small children, will have such clean sky-blue eyes.
His heart, as if it had stopped beating, only stared at her blankly.
The little girl also looked at him in a daze, this person was so strange. However, she didn't feel afraid, she just kept rolling her eyes, not understanding why this man who looked so handsome was standing here in a daze.
Children read comic books and idol dramas every day, and they already know the aesthetics of the world. What is handsome and what is not handsome, at a glance.
Aesthetics, in fact, does not need to be learned, it has long been immersed in human genetic factors, and it is innate-as soon as anyone sees him, they will sigh: Heh, this person is so handsome.
There is a kind of beauty that everyone recognizes. There is no need to express one's own opinions.
Children are the most snobbish, and they are born to be close to beautiful people, and when they see ugly people, they will show a face full of surprise and fear.
Xiaobai was not afraid of this stranger at all, and when he looked at her, she also looked at him curiously.
After a while, he leaned down, stared at the lovely apple face through the half-glass window, and wanted to reach out and touch her red little face, but when his hand reached into the air, he didn't dare, stopped, and said softly: "You...... You're a novice?"
"Ah, uncle...... How do you know my name?"
He laughed, and even the whiteness of his sideburns seemed to stretch out at once.
"Xiaobai, how old are you?"
“......”
"Xiaobai, what is your birthday?"
The child tilted his little head to look at him through the car window, wondering if he could decide whether to sue him or not.
His other hand was raised and he was holding a doll, none other than the latest Barbie doll, too beautiful to look good. He wanted to hand it to her, but the window was only open to allow the child to breathe.
Adults are obviously very vigilant, and they are usually well-trained, unless the gangsters smash the car window in public, it is impossible to abduct the child.
"Xiaobai, give you ......" He tried, but couldn't hand it in.
At this time, the child became vigilant, "No...... I don't want ...... I don't want stranger stuff......"
"Did your mother teach you that?"
"Yes. Mom said that you can't talk to strangers and you can't ask for strangers' things...... Traffickers will abduct and sell children, burn their eyes with boiling oil to make them blind, or break their limbs, and turn them into little beggars who will beg for the rest of their lives......"