Jun Yue lowered his eyes, looking at the little pink ball in his arms with his black eyes. His sea-blue eyes were so clear and azure, as if they had been washed by sea water.
"Why do you want to plead for her?"
She had only spent one day with this maid at most, so why did she care so much about her
Lan Duoduo's eyes were dim and she seemed a little sad.
why
She was not the type to meddle in other people's business. Besides, she was not very close to Xiao Nuo. Moreover, Jun Yue would not whip her for no reason. There must be a reason.
I pleaded for her, perhaps because she looked very similar to my previous self.
No one knows better than her the feeling of the whip whipping your body.
The little girl's mood suddenly became sad and depressed. Jun Yue's dark eyes deepened. For some reason, he didn't like the little girl's listless look.
Such a soft and tender little guy should be full of energy and look carefree.
The big hand fell down and rubbed the little girl's soft head, giving people the feeling of stroking a pet.
Of course, Lan Duoduo doesn’t know what a pet is yet.
Lan Duoduo raised her head, just enough to meet the man's dark eyes.
"Because I hate seeing blood."
Jun Yue was stunned. He originally thought that the little girl begged for mercy because she was kind by nature.
If this is true, he would rather the little girl not be too kind. Many times, kindness can become the most deadly weapon for others to hurt themselves.
But I didn't expect that the little girl didn't want to see blood.
Lan Duoduo is indeed as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, but that doesn't mean she is a caring person.
Isn’t there a saying that goes, there must be something hateful about a pitiful person
If Xiao Nuo had not been whipped today, she probably would not have asked for mercy.
After a moment, Jun Yue's rosy lips lightly said, "Okay."
Lan Duoduo didn't say anything else, but just quietly nestled in the man's warm arms, burying her little face in the man's chest, not looking at Xiao Nuo who was beaten to pieces.
Jun Yue just gave a look to the butler, who understood and waved at the black-clad guard holding the whip, and the guard retreated expressionlessly.
Xiao Nuo was gasping for breath. Although she was beaten half to death, she still heard Lan Duoduo's words clearly.
I felt so angry that my heart was itching.
Who needs her to beg for mercy? She hates to see blood. She is so hypocritical!
"Do you know why I whipped her?"
Lan Duoduo suffocated in his chest, scratched her head, and said in a muffled, nasal voice: "I don't know."
"Do you want to know?"
Lan Duoduo stopped talking. In fact, she didn't really want to know.
But from what Jun Yue said, it seemed to be related to her
After a moment of silence, the muffled voice sounded again: "Hmm."
The man stretched out his big hand and held the little girl's head, which was buried tightly in his arms, in his palm.
Lan Duoduo's head left his arms, and her sea-blue eyes, as clear as ripples, stared fixedly into the man's deep black eyes.
The man lowered his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little girl's long, sunny golden hair, which reached below her hips. Because she was held in his arms, her seaweed-like, slightly curly hair naturally fell to the ground.
The man freed one hand, gently lifted the hair hanging on the ground, and played with it in his palm.
The little girl's hair is very smooth and soft, like the finest silk, and feels great to the touch.