The man bent down and embraced her with his strong arms. Lan Duoduo subconsciously exclaimed, and the next second, she fell steadily into the man's arms.
Lan Duoduo's small hands naturally circled the man's neck, and her furry little head rubbed against the man's chest.
She liked being hugged by Jun Yue, she liked it very much. When he hugged her, she would have a very safe feeling, as if even if the sky fell, he would hold it up for her.
Jun Yue lowered his eyes, with tenderness in his black eyes, and glanced at the little girl in his arms.
When he raised his head again, the warmth in his eyes was gone, replaced by a heart-wrenching coldness.
"Who told you to put her in a wheelchair?"
Every word the man said was filled with chills. His little guy just couldn't walk, he wasn't disabled!
She couldn't walk, so he could teach her step by step and even carry her.
This little girl doesn't understand anything. She doesn't know who the people in the wheelchairs are. Maybe she doesn't even know what a wheelchair is, so they have to let her sit in it.
Perhaps even Jun Yue himself didn't know that in his heart, he had already regarded the little girl as the most precious person.
Therefore, he would not tolerate any bad things from her.
"Young Master." Xiaolan and Xiaonuo both trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
Only to hear the cold voice again: "She is not disabled. If you do this kind of thing again, get out of Junyuan."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the living room, holding the little guy in his arms who was as quiet as a cat.
Xiaolan and Xiaonuo breathed a sigh of relief.
They thought they would be fired, but unexpectedly, the young master let them go this time.
What they didn't know was that just when Jun Yue was about to fire them, Lan Duoduo gently tugged at his collar, and whispered in his arms: Jun Yue, I'm hungry.
This made Jun Yue change his mind.
Jun Yue knew that the little girl wanted to plead for them, but she didn't dare to say it directly, so she said that.
"Junyue, why can't I sit in a wheelchair?" Lan Duoduo asked curiously.
Jun Yue looked at the cute little girl in his arms, his eyes twinkling: "Because wheelchairs are for disabled people or people with limited mobility."
"What is a disabled person?" Lan Duoduo asked again.
"A disabled person is someone who is missing arms or legs."
"Oh," Lan Duoduo nodded, and then said, "Then I am also unable to move."
She pointed to her legs.
I fall two out of three steps, which is no different from having mobility problems.
A faint smile appeared in Junyue's black eyes: "You are not a disabled person, nor a person with limited mobility. Besides, you have me, so why do you need that kind of thing?"
A warm current surged in Lan Duoduo's heart, and her sea-blue eyes sparkled with stars: "Jun Yue."
"Um?"
"Will you teach me how to walk?"
"good."
Lan Duoduo buried her little face in the man's strong and broad chest, feeling the strong heartbeat coming from his heart.
Beat by beat, Lan Duoduo seemed to feel that her heartbeat was almost the same as the man's.
After a few seconds of silence, the little girl's voice, as thin as a mosquito's hum, came out muffled from the man's arms again.
"Junyue, Xiaolan said that today is the first time you came back so early."
"Um."
"Xiao Lan said that you came back so early because of me."
"Yeah." Another shallow response.
Lan Duoduo raised her head, and there was a light of excitement in her sea-blue eyes.