Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 577 I Only Have You (4)

Through the long hair that hangs down, his dark eyes are a little dull,

Like a frightened fawn, it quickly lowered its head again,

His face was pale and his lips were chapped. He seemed very timid. He wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Yun Si looked at his bleeding hand, lowered her head, and blew,

"Will it hurt?" she asked.

He lowered his head and still didn't answer.

Probably because he is used to being beaten, he has learned to keep silent,

As long as you don't say anything, you won't be beaten harder.

Yun Si held his hand and blew softly,
Liang Wenjing was outside, so she couldn't blatantly heal his wounds,

I can only quietly place a spell to make him feel better and not hurt so much.

Yun Si pulled him to sit down, pushed his hair back,

The little boy seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to cover it,

Like a soft lamb, it wants to run away when it is frightened.

But in the next second, a delicious little cake appeared in front of him.

He froze slightly, staring at the little cake in front of him, as if in a daze.

Probably never had a small cake,

He even forgot about struggling, and stared straight at the little girl's white and tender hands, swallowing slightly.

Like a little adult, Yun Si rubbed his head, coaxing him patiently,

"You tell me your name, and I'll give this to you, okay?"

When the pretty little girl smiles, her black and white pupils are always extraordinarily clean, making it hard to see that she has a trace of malice.
The little boy's eyeballs moved slightly, and he looked at her silently.

He was born very handsome, even if he is thin and shriveled, it can be seen that his eyebrows and eyes are very good,
Slightly feminine, with the immaturity of a teenager,
Especially those pure black eyes, when looking at them, there is an indescribably warm feeling.

He looked at her quietly, with a silence that did not belong to this age.

After a long time, his dry lips squirmed slightly, as if he was uttering a voice,

"Song...Jing."

His voice was a little hoarse, it was a young boy's voice, soft, gentle and serious.

Yun Si slightly bent her eyes, and rubbed his head with her little hands,

"Nice to meet you, Song Jing."

Like a little adult, she looked at him with loving eyes.

The small cake was also handed to him on a small plate.

He took it quietly, glanced at her,
Probably because he was hungry, he ate a little voraciously,
The mouth is also stained with white cream, which is fragrant and sweet.

Yun Si looked at him, and slowly patted his back,

He seemed wary of her, but he'd relaxed a little because of Little Cake.

She peeked at her, then lowered her head and ate the cake in silence.

Yun Si touched his head, and he didn't resist that much anymore.
Quiet and quiet, like a soft little lamb.

"Song Jing, how old are you? I'm seven years old, how about you?"

"." He glanced at her, becoming more tender,

After lowering his head for a long time, he slowly answered, "Eight...eight years old"

"So, are you in the second grade?"

"." There was another long silence.

He seemed to need a certain amount of reaction time before he could answer her question,

"Grade [-]."

Slowly, he peeked at her.

Yun Si blinked and realized something sensitively,
Seeing his meek and soft appearance, she suddenly leaned over and pecked him.

The little boy was stunned immediately, looking at her blankly, and even forgot to eat the cake.

(End of this chapter)