Chapter 47: plead

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Jun Yue looked down, black eyes looked at the small powder dumplings in her arms, and those sea-blue eyes were blue and clear, as if washed by sea water.
"Why intercede for her?"
This maid, at best, just stayed with her for a day. Was she so interested?
Lan Duodu's eyes were dark and seemed a little sad.
why?
She is not a nosy person, and then she is not very friendly with Xiao Nuo, and Junyue will not flop her for no reason, there must be a reason.
Maybe it's because she looks very similar to herself before.
No one knows more about the feeling of the whipping whip that beats her.
The emotion of the little girl became sad and low. The black eyes of Jun Yue were deep and inexplicable. She didn't like the little girl's listlessness.
Such a soft little guy should be full of energy and carefree.
The big palm fell down and rubbed on the soft top of the little girl's hair. There was a kind of immediate feeling of rubbing A to touch the pet.
Of course, Lan Duo Duo does not know what a pet is.
Lan Duo raised his head, just looking at the black eyes that the man gathered.
"Because, I hate seeing blood."
Jun Yue shuddered. He originally thought that the reason why the little girl would plead is because of her nature.
If this is the case, he would rather the little girl be not too kind. In many cases, kindness will become the most lethal weapon for others to hurt themselves.
I didn't expect that the little girl was because she didn't want to see the blood.
Lan Duo Duo is as simple as a blank piece of paper, but that does not mean that she is a person with a flood of Virgin Mary.
Isn't there something to say, poor people must have hatred.
If Xiao Nuo had not been whipped today, she would probably not have begged.
Xu Xun, Lacrosse's thin, light lips: "Okay."
Lan Duo Duo did not speak any more, but quietly nestled in the man's warm arms, and buried the whole face in the man's chest, not to see Xiao Nuo, who had been beaten up.
I saw Jun Yue handing a look to the housekeeper. The housekeeper knew and waved his hand towards the black guard holding the whip, and the guard retreated expressionlessly.
Xiao Nuo was gasping for a hairpin. Although she was beaten to death, she heard the words clearly.
My heart was tickling.
Who needs her to plead, but also hates seeing blood, falsely high!
"Do you know why I whipped her?"
Lan Duo was stuffed in his chest, his head was dumbfounded, and with a nasal sound, he said, "I don't know."
"Want to know?"
Lan Duoduo stopped talking. Actually, she didn't particularly want to know.
But the meaning of listening to Jun Yue seems to be related to her?
There was a moment of silence, and a dull voice sounded again: "Um."
The man stretched out his big palm and held the little head of the little girl tightly in his arms in his palm.
Lan Duoduo's head left his arms, and the blue eyes of Shui Bining wave fixedly looked at the man's deep black eyes.
The man bowed his head and glanced at the little girl's long, blonde golden hair, which was below his hips. Because he was held in his arms, the seaweed-like hair curled up naturally to the floor.
The man vacated a hand, gently curled the hair down from the ground, and played with it.
The baby girl's hair is very smooth and soft, just like good silk, and has a good touch.