Chapter 1893: . It hurts, right?

"Korean Qianyu, we didn't discuss that way."
Han Qianyu stubbornly stood in front of Yue Yue: "We can still discuss and discuss, there are always other ways, or else
You can ask him to copy, write and review..."
Without waiting for Han Qianyu to finish speaking, the next second, Pei Shengye directly grabbed Han Qianyu’s arm and pulled her out of the door.
Then close the door.
And Han Qianyu, who was locked at the door, suddenly slapped the door frantically, feeling extremely anxious, looking at Pei Shengye’s cold face just now.
She was really afraid that he didn't know the severity of his attack, because the child was originally young.
"Pei Shengye, you open the door for me!"
Pei Shengye did not answer her. There was only the sound of a feather duster wiping the air, one after another, sometimes accompanied
Yueyue cried depressed in pain.
"Bai Shengye!"
He walked from the door back to Bae Shengye who was sitting on the sofa, but turned a deaf ear to the sound of Han Qianyu at the door.
He sat there, staring at Yue Yue, whose head was always lowered in front of him, and only asked: "Does it hurt?"
Yueyue bit her lip and did not respond.
Pei Shengye hit Yueyue's with a feather duster again, and asked loudly, "I ask you if it hurts!"
The little guy held his hands tightly, his lips were about to bite and bleed, but he just didn't speak.
Pei Shengye's face was cold and terrifying, and once again raised the feather duster in his hand, when he was about to fall, he heard vaguely
See a low voice: "It hurts."
"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"
"It hurts!" He opened his mouth loudly, raised his head, and finally dared to look directly at Pei Shengye in front of him, and met his gaze.
Obviously shrinking, but there is also stubbornness not willing to give in.
"Very good! I tell you, if you do this kind of thing this time, mom and dad will only hurt more than you, and the son will not teach.
Father's fault, next time, I don't want to see this kind of thing again, can I do it? "
His words and sentences were all questioned.
Yueyue nodded, feeling the obvious hot pain in the place where she had just been beaten, and nodded:
"I won't do it again, Dad."
Pei Shengye nodded, then stood up from the sofa and said to him: "Copy Pei’s lesson a hundred times, tomorrow night
I will check this time. "
"I see." He nodded.
When Pei Shengye came out of the room, as soon as he opened the door, Han Qianyu was about to rush in, but was stopped by Pei Shengye.
After closing the door and asking: "What are you doing?"
Han Qianyu's anxious worry was almost written on his face: "You beat him again, haven't you? I want to go in and see him."
But Pei Shengye dragged her towards their room: "Well, he is copying Pei’s family motto, don’t you
Go to disturb him. "
Han Qianyu was dragged by him, and asked as he walked, "You said, did you hit him afterwards? Do you know the child?
He is so young that he can’t help you. He must be swollen. I’m going to have a look and give it to him.
Apply some medicine. "
Pei Shengye knows that Han Qianyu cares about children, but cares are chaotic: "Well, he is not as squeamish as you think.
This little man can't bear even this pain. How can he inherit Pei's family business in the future? "
He didn’t want Yueyue not to be able to bear any setbacks. Since he made a mistake, he should be punished.
Down, it's just a small punishment and a big admonition.
Han Qianyu disagreed, and wanted to say something more, but was pulled into the room by Pei Shengye.
Han Qianyu couldn't rest assured, taking advantage of Pei Shengye's bath, ran out quickly, and then pushed open the door of Yueyue's room.
Unexpectedly, the little guy's room was still bright, and he himself was sitting at the desk copying something.
She felt a little distressed, and she secretly scolded Pei Shengye for not being paternal.
"Yueyue, it's so late, can you write it tomorrow, OK?" She walked over and saw that the book was densely written with nice and beautiful
The delicate handwriting should be deliberately practiced at first glance.
Yueyue shook her head and said, "If you write tomorrow, it will be too late."
He put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Han Qianyu standing in front of him, then blinked his and white eyes and asked:
"Why is Mom still up?"
Han Qianyu reached out and hugged him, then gently put him on the bed, and explained: "Mom is worried about you, so I
come and see. "
"I am okay."
"It's okay, I'll get the medicine."
After speaking, Han Qianyu was about to stand up and look for medicine, but was held by Yueyue: "Mom, no need, this wound
The swelling disappeared within a few days, and it was not a hindrance. "
"Little guy, I have been a policeman for so many years. I haven't suffered any injuries on my body. If I don't apply the medicine for a few days, my swelling will disappear?
Is it a god, just breathe it out? "
On the contrary, Yueyue comforted her: "I am a little man. This injury is nothing to me. I recovered.
Naturally faster than you girls. "
"Nonsense, if you are not a man or a woman, you should apply the medicine if you are injured. Don't listen to your dad's nonsense." After she finished, she
Ignoring Yueyue's obstruction, I found the medicine box and found the anti-swelling medicine from it.
Yueyue’s cheeks are extremely pale, and her red face is not bloodshot at the moment, and there is a layer on her forehead.
With dense sweat, half of his little head was buried in the pillow, lying on the bed, breathing together, obviously pained.
Han Qianyu was distressed, angry and regretful.
What exactly is Shengye Bae doing?
Beat the child like this, is this what he said to be measured? Knowing this would happen, she would not tell Pei Shengye.
Han Qianyu half-kneeled by the bed and gently wiped the sweat from Yueyue's forehead with a tissue: "Yueyue, what do you think?
How? Does it hurt? "
Yue Yue didn't speak.
"Mom gives you medicine, it may hurt a little, so bear with it."
Han Qianyu gently took off Yueyue’s little pants, even though her movements were extremely gentle and careful, but
Yueyue still couldn't help "sobbing" in pain.
Han Qianyu's heart twitches.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have told him."
Han Qianyu sighed softly.
Yueyue's little head moved, and her voice became dumb: "It's okay, Mom, it just hurts a little bit. It will be fine in a few days...
Don't be sad. "
"I just regret it."
After taking off his pants, Han Qianyu saw Yueyue’s white and tender buttocks, all the sticks.
Traces of whipping.
Vivid, shocking.
Han Qianyu couldn't help but his eyes were red.
"I made a mistake and should be punished, Yueyue understands that I won't blame you and Dad."
On the contrary, Yueyue comforted Han Qianyu.
"Xiaoyu, you are a policeman, don't cry, I am a man, this injury is nothing serious."
Han Qianyu rubbed his eyes, unscrewed the medicine bottle, and began to apply medicine to Yueyue: "You can't do this again, from the building.
It's dangerous to fall down the ladder. You are also great. How did you come up with this method! "
"Not anymore. Anyway, you are my mother."
"In short, you are not allowed to do this dangerous thing again!" Han Qianyu said harshly, "Otherwise I will be very angry with you."
"Mom, don't be angry, I really know I was wrong."
Han Qianyu looked at Yueyue's soft appearance, and her heart melted again, gently rubbing the medicine on Yueyue’s wound, Yueyue
Biting his teeth, the fine sweat immediately poured out again.
"It hurts, right?"
"It doesn't hurt that much..."
Pei Shengye is a tolerant person, and the children he teaches are also tolerant, Han Qianyu is very helpless.
"Yueyue, no matter what your father usually tells you, but with mom you will always be an ordinary
Child, do you understand? "
"You can cry, you can laugh, you can say that you don’t like to do something. Mom hopes you can be less excellent
Point, be a more real kid. "
Han Qianyu can't stand Pei Shengye the most and teaches Yueyue as an adult, "It's all like this, how can it not hurt?"
Yueyue's eye circles instantly turned red.
Han Qianyu touched his head: "Cry if you want to cry, I won't laugh at you."
Yueyue's tears rolled in her eyes twice, and finally rolled out.
With his head buried in his arms, he cried out with a twitch.