Yu Chu took his hands away from his waist, "But you have to stay here and wait for your parents to pick you up."
She was very patient, as if she was coaxing a child, but she had no intention of letting him follow her.
Her expression didn't change at all. An Luolius's hand was pulled away, his small body was taken two steps back, and he raised his head subconsciously: "Sister, I'm really good, I won't cause you any trouble..."
He carefully grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes, and shook her with a flattering expression like a little pet.
But the girl's expression was reflected in the dark and clear eyes... She was still not disturbed.
An Luolius's mood suddenly became a little gloomy.
He bit his lip, grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes with his small hand, and stared into her eyes without saying a word.
Isn't he good enough
Yu Chu rubbed his head, "If you are good, stop making trouble and wait here for your parents."
She turned around and walked out again. The child hurriedly raised his hand to grab hers. He held his hands tightly. He blinked his beautiful eyes, his expression seemed to be about to cry, and he said pitifully, "Sister, I don't want to stay here." Here, I want to be with you..."
The immature voice begged in a low voice, with a hint of aggrieved hoarseness.
But this trick didn't soften the girl's heart, she let go of his hand again, "Don't make trouble, little An Luo."
trouble
The child froze.
The hand was released, and An Luolius's eyelashes trembled slightly, seeing that the other party walked out of the police station without hesitation.
He stood where he was and didn't follow, but a strange dark red flashed through his pitch-black pupils.
The policeman at the back saw the back of the child standing there, as if aggrieved, so he couldn't help walking over, squatting down to comfort him: "Little friend, don't be afraid, wait here for a while, Mom and Dad will come to pick you up."
Angelius turned his head.
Seeing his calm and indifferent expression, the policeman froze for a moment. When he just kept that girl, this beautiful child was obviously about to cry.
Anlorius glanced at him coldly, then returned to the seat by himself, climbed up and sat down without saying a word.
Until night, no one came to claim it, and the police looked at the child in embarrassment.
He sat here for a whole day, almost with his head lowered and motionless. The police station took the food, and he only drank a can of milk in silence.
The police had never seen such a quiet child.
"I'm on duty outside, can you sleep on the bench first, okay?" The policeman patiently laid out his clothes and motioned for the child to climb up and sleep first.
As the policeman walked out of the room and turned on the light at the door, the room was suddenly dark.
Angelius stared straight at the ceiling with his eyes open, motionless.
It took a few minutes before he threw off his clothes, jumped off the bench, and stared at the closed door with his dark eyes.
There was a sound of footsteps, the door was gently opened, and the man in black from the Demon Party knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty."
The six-year-old child had a cold expression. The light outside the door shone in, half of his fair and tender face was hidden in the shadows.
"Where's the person?" The Demon King's voice was flat.
The man in black looked at each other, knowing that he was asking the police outside, and said in a low voice, "I'm unconscious."
Anlorius didn't make another sound.
The men in black dared not raise their heads in awe. At the age of 600, this man almost overthrew the vampires, and now that he finally woke up, even the vampires of the demon party still feared him very much.
In the silence, the childish voice said: "This person..."