Quickly travel through the Miao border girl who is good at bewitching people's hearts

Chapter 103 Possessiveness (35)

Compared to the child's enthusiasm, the boy was particularly indifferent, forming a sharp contrast.

The boy just glanced at her coldly and turned his head without interest.

The child was immediately frustrated, but he still stayed by his side.

Even so, a child will still be bullied by another person.

So she could only stay by the boy's side even more closely.

Like a follower, the boy was well developed and taller than his peers. He walked very fast, regardless of whether her short legs could catch up with her, without caring about the people behind him.

The child held the rabbit doll in one hand and followed closely with his short legs. He shouted "brother" and hoped that the people in front would slow down.

The boy in front did stop, frowned, turned around and shouted fiercely.

"I'm not your brother! Stay away from me!"

The child stared at him blankly, his beautiful and clear eyes slightly red. She could clearly see the disgust and impatience on the boy's face.

Brother hates her?
Seeing the boy turning around to leave, the child subconsciously reached for his hand, but was thrown away before he could even be touched.

His tone was even more fierce than before, and the disgust on his face was not concealed, as if the child was some kind of trash.

The child was dumbfounded. When he realized what he was doing, he pouted his mouth in grievance. Tears welled up in his eyes. His thin shoulders shook as if he had been greatly wronged.

The boy paused, a little panicked, and hid it very well without showing anything. He frowned and said coldly: "Don't cry."

The child's shoulders kept shaking and he sobbed softly. His mouth was pursed. Although he tried his best not to cry, the tears kept falling.

The boy particularly hated tears. Seeing her, she became angry and her tone became louder: "Why are you crying? I didn't beat you? I didn't bully you? Why are you crying? Why are you so annoyed?"

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry."

The boy's expression became more and more impatient. His appearance was very outstanding, but his eyes were cold and arrogant that was not suitable for his age. The child's tears became more and more fierce.

In the end, the child seemed to be angry and threw the bunny doll directly on him, then turned around and ran away.

"Bad brother!"

The small figure quickly stumbled and disappeared.

The boy was the only one left in the silent corridor, and his cold eyes were immediately filled with anger. He lowered his head slightly, and the snow-white rabbit doll was thrown to the ground, right at his feet.

This was the first time someone hit him with something.

A short-legged guy who only knows how to cry!
After that, the child rarely appeared in front of the boy.

The boy has received higher education since he was a child, and his time is so full that he rarely has time to play.

If we encounter him by chance, the child will hide away as if he is some kind of scourge.

Even when eating, I have to sit farthest away from him.

He would no longer sweetly call him brother, nor would he play house with him anymore. Without a little fly beside him, the boy felt peaceful at first, but gradually he got used to it.

Especially the behavior of children who always avoid him makes him very uncomfortable.

No matter what he said before, he still called me brother sweetly, so why did he just say a few harsh words and then hide? The boy wants the child to come to him, but he doesn't want the child to come to him. In short, it is very confusing.

Until one time when he finished his homework early, only the servants were left in the villa, and the whole building was quiet.

Even after dinner in the evening, he looked around and didn't see that little figure. For a moment, he felt an indescribable loss in his heart. He shrunk his fingers and curled the corners of his tight mouth slightly downward.

He was noticed by the woman on the side. No matter how mature he is, he is still just a child. His little expressions are not that extraordinary.

"Are you looking for Luoluo?"

The boy retorted subconsciously, but the tips of his ears turned red quietly: "I didn't!"

But he didn't know that his covert behavior had long been seen through.

The woman knew that the child was arrogant, so she covered her mouth and smiled, "Luoluo is sleeping in the room, you can go and take a look."

The boy didn't answer, feeling a little uncomfortable. What does it have to do with him whether Luo Yi sleeps or not? Why tell him?
No matter what you say, your body is often the most honest. The boy watched TV in the living room for a while and found that he couldn't stand it, as if he had ADHD. It was obviously not like this before.

He got up and walked upstairs, and somehow reached the door of the child's room.

We've already reached the door, shouldn't we go in and take a look?

He didn't walk to the door on purpose, so it was okay to go in and take a look and then come out.

After convincing himself through self-hypnosis, the boy opened the door confidently.

The room is in warm colors. There is a huge bed in front of you. The beautiful decoration makes you feel like you are in a fairy tale kingdom. The floor-to-ceiling windows next to it shine with dazzling sunlight, which shines on one end of the bed. It makes people feel extremely warm looking at it, and the faint fragrance of jasmine is wafting in the air.

The boy leaned his head over and saw the blue figure on the bed, motionless, as if asleep.

Subconsciously walking lightly, the boy cautiously walked to the bed.

The child was sleeping soundly. Half of her little face was sunk into the soft pillow, and her slightly curly hair hung in front of her forehead. His eyes passed through the child's butterfly-like eyelashes, and her skin as white as milk shone in the sunlight. The bottom is almost reflective, and even the pearls placed next to the pillow cannot match the radiance of the skin.

Pretty as a doll.

The boy did something he had always wanted to do. He poked the child's cheek with his fingertips. There was a dimple in this place when he smiled, which was particularly cute.

But it has never been exposed recently.

This made the boy a little regretful.

The skin under his fingertips was extraordinarily soft, which made the boy addicted. It was just like the glutinous rice cake he ate. It was fragrant and soft. After taking one bite, the whole fragrance would spread in the mouth, and the soft tongue would melt away.

This dangerous thought made the boy squint his eyes. He thought about it for a moment. He was the only one awake in this room. She was asleep anyway, so his bite would probably not be discovered.

Just take a bite and see if it looks as delicious as it is.

And it smells so good.

Fragrant and soft.

The boy was not a glutton, but at this moment his mouth began to salivate. He swallowed and slowly lowered his head.

She had a nightmare, dreaming that she was bitten by a puppy, and the bite didn't hurt. After it was done, she would always lick it with her tongue and taste it carefully, as if she were some fragrant bone, smooth and warm. The software is like a small snake.

When she woke up, she was stunned. She touched her face and felt her hands were sticky, and her eyes widened in surprise.