"...to be my daddy, you have to protect me and always treat me well. If you treat me badly or cheat me, I will kill you just like I killed my previous 'daddy'." Xiaomo held up the four One-half of a candy, while smiling happily, said very seriously.
Ye Wuchen didn't hesitate, opened his mouth, and asked her to put the candy with her young girl's fragrance into her mouth, and there was an unconcealable weirdness in her voice: "Okay, if Xiaomo is willing, then I, Xiaomo father."
He couldn't comprehend the mind of this witch girl for a while. Is it because she is too chasing and longing for family affection, or is it for some other reason.
"Hee..." Xiaomo laughed again. However, this time, the haze in her laughter completely dissipated from her expression, there was no hypocrisy in her smile, only the innocence and joy of that girl. She stretched out her right hand, curled up her little finger, and shook it lightly in front of Ye Wuchen's eyes: "Then... don't lie, pull the hook."
"Okay." Ye Wuchen stretched out his little finger to hook her together, and shook her delicate finger from side to side: "I will protect Xiaomo, like Xiaomo, take care of Xiaomo, and will not bully Xiaomo, let alone let Xiaomo People bully Xiaomo... But if Xiaomo does something wrong, I will be unhappy, punish her, and help her correct it, because now... I am Xiaomo's father, and Xiaomo is my daughter."
Xiaomo looked into his eyes, listened to his voice, every word he said echoed in her heart, that strange feeling was also because of every word of his, every "Xiaomo" he said. "It swelled unconsciously and became very warm. Suddenly, the part above her nose felt a little sore. It was a kind of precious feeling that had been lost for a long time, longed for and longed for. the feeling of something. She bent the little finger hooked with Ye Wuchen, locked his fingers tightly, and said to him seriously: "Here, stay with me... okay? Daddy..."
When she called out "Daddy", the sour thing suddenly throbbed, overflowed from her eye sockets uncontrollably, and covered her star eyes with a thin layer of wet mist. She has called many people "Daddy", but except for her biological father, those people are all dead people, puppets controlled by her dark power. Today, the person she calls "Daddy" is a person who knows everything about her, doesn't hate her, is willing to be her friend, to be her "Daddy", willing to protect her, accompany her, and take care of her.
What she wants is really pure and simple.
And Ye Wuchen, how could he not know that kind of real loneliness... He also came from another world, a world that he couldn't talk about with others, he has always felt that kind of loneliness. What's more, this girl who has been lonely for a hundred years.
From her shaking eyes, Ye Wuchen knew that she had let go of her hostility and guard against him. He smiled and shook his head without hesitation: "I don't want to lie to Xiaomo, there are many people waiting for me, I can't stay in this place forever. Xiaomo, can you leave here with me? I will take you to meet many people friends, they will love you."
Xiaomo was not disappointed, but smiled even more joyfully: "Hey, Dad, do you know that if you promised just now, I would definitely kill you. Because I have always known that you treat your friends and the people around you They are all very good, so I would not be willing to part with them. If you agree, you must be lying to me, and what you said before must also be lying to me... I am really happy when you say that."
"Then... Daddy, just stay here with me for three days... Just three days, I just want to be in this place with you alone, okay? Then, I will follow Daddy, wherever Daddy goes, I will go. " Xiaomo pulled his hand even tighter, she let go of her last wariness and scruples towards him, her tender voice and flickering eyes were filled with almost pleading desire.
"Okay, I promise Xiaomo, I won't go anywhere for these three days, I will stay here with you... If Xiaomo doesn't like me as a father these few days, then just kill me." Ye Wuchen didn't Hesitant answer. In this situation, under the eyes of this girl at this moment, he has no way to refuse her. And Xiangxiang... before, she moved through space several times, almost exhausting all her strength, and creating that soul space overdrawn her strength. At this time, Xiangxiang was already in a state of complete coma. Can't wake up. So even if Ye Wuchen refuses to agree, he can no longer rely on Xiangxiang's ability to go back to the Northern Emperor School to bring Leng Ya out. But... without him, even if Leng Ya was not discovered by the Northern Emperor Sect, he would not be able to leave the Northern Emperor Sect. Whether it's the swamp of tens of miles to the south, or the flame soul sand in other directions, it is a road of despair for him.
Leng Ya... Everything is up to you, no matter what, within three days, you must save your own life!
Xiao Mo jumped up happily after getting the affirmative answer, and she threw herself in front of Ye Wuchen, the expression on her happy face stretched out: "What you say is what you say, dad can't lie to your daughter... three days, one day!" Nothing less... Hee! You are my daddy, how could I kill you, I will protect daddy, listen to what daddy says... "
Xiaomo's eyes at this time and the joy she released from the bottom of her heart caused Ye Wuchen's heartstrings to be plucked by something, completely subconsciously, he stretched out his hand, and gently hugged her body, letting her She clings to herself, feeling her girlish heart in silence. At this moment, he suddenly understood what she wanted...
Xiaomo docilely fell into his arms, motionless, looking for the feeling she longed for. That feeling was really warm and comfortable. Gradually, she felt a kind of relaxation and laziness that she had never felt before. She just wanted to lie in his arms quietly, thinking about nothing, and having nothing to worry about. Scared, go to sleep carefree...
"Daddy..." She murmured softly like a dream.
"Daddy... I want you to carry me..."
"Well, good!"
"I want you to tell me stories, stories you know."
"Ok!"
"And..."
Thus, a girl who was at least a hundred years old became the daughter of a man who had just turned 20 years old. It also unknowingly pulled the root string of another cloud of chaotic smoke.
"Thank you, Miss Zhu, come and see me more when you have nothing to do." Ping'er stood in front of her cabin, and greeted a woman in her twenties who was dressed as a maid. In his hand was a plate she had just delivered. The woman called "Little Miss Zhu" smiled at her, nodded silently, and retreated politely.
"Oh, poor little sister Zhu, she was born unable to speak." Looking at the back of the person who was going away, Ping'er repeated the whisper she had repeated for countless times, shook her head lightly, walked back, and closed the door tightly. Close it tightly. The woman's name was Yan Zhu'er, she was born without the ability to speak, and she was in charge of cooking and delivering meals in Beidizong.
"Hey, Mu Mu, it's time to eat." Ping'er gave Leng Ya a hard look, and put the dinner plate in front of him. It has been a long time, and he has been sitting there like a dead man with his eyes closed without saying a word, not saying a word to her. Ping'er knew that he wanted to heal the wound on his foot as quickly as possible and restore his strength, so he didn't bother him. Just seeing someone unable to speak really made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Really, it's a good thing you landed in this girl's place, otherwise you would have died a hundred times." Ping'er murmured softly. What she said is not an exaggeration at all, this place can be said to be the safest place in the Northern Emperor Sect. Usually, no one would approach here casually, and even the only two guards here were the two people who were at the bottom of the Northern Emperor Sect. After all, this is just a time for confinement and contemplation, what is needed is quietness, and there is no need for any guards at all.
The smell of rice mixed with the smell of meat overflowed into Leng Ya's nose, he opened his closed eyes and looked at the dinner plate. A box of lunch, San Diezi's exquisite side dishes, the food in this prison is surprisingly good. Nervous and exhausted for the whole morning, and suffered serious trauma, Leng Ya was already hungry, so he picked up the plate and chopsticks without hesitation, sat there and ate.
Ping'er pouted, sat on the small bed and watched him eat, and said in a low voice: "... the eating looks really ugly... Hey! Eat slowly, you must be the reincarnation of a starving ghost."
Leng Ya turned a deaf ear, he ate very fast, and he hadn't felt so hungry for a long, long time. During those hours of high tension and complete concentration, his physical strength was almost on the verge of being overdrawn, and he was in urgent need of replenishment. Having spent a short time with Ping'er, he has some understanding of her temper, so he stopped answering her words and let her mutter.
Ping'er let out a soft "hum", turned her head and stopped looking at him, stared blankly at the wall, raised her hand to play with the braids that she had tied up for a long time, after a while, the swallowing sound finally disappeared, and Ping'er turned around. He turned around, then his eyes widened, and he stammered, "You... why did you finish eating!"
Leng Ya looked up at her, slightly puzzled.
"That's my meal alone... I wanted you to eat half of it because I saw you were pitiful and injured again. You...you ate it anyway. Hey! Don't you have eyes, didn't you see the meal? There's only one serving, haven't I eaten yet!" Ping'er stood up, pointing at Leng Ya with anger and grievance on his face, and yelled at Leng Ya, as soon as he finished speaking, he covered his mouth again and concentrated on paying attention After a while there was movement outside before he was relieved.
It was only then that Leng Ya seemed to wake up from his daze. He looked at the clean dinner plate in front of him that he had eaten like a storm, and then at Ping'er and her surroundings. The expression on his face kept changing, his lips I moved a few times, but couldn't say anything. A man, but he finished a woman's meal unceremoniously and didn't leave any for that woman... Even if he was Leng Ya, he couldn't help but look a little feverish, unable to speak out in embarrassment.
Seeing the embarrassment on that always cold face, Ping'er finally couldn't hold back the forced expression of anger, and covered her mouth with a chuckle: "Hee hee hee... Big wood, you would be shy in the first place." ... Hee, don't worry, I teased you on purpose. You are injured, you should eat more, I won't starve to death if I don't eat a meal or two... Hey! Don't get me wrong, I am not treating you well , Is it to make you recover faster, when that Ye Wuchen is happy, he will take me out, so that you will not be injured and become a drag bottle."
Leng Ya: "..." He moved his lips, but still couldn't speak.