"Hurry up and applaud with me. Brother Ruize has won the battle. Look at him, he beat away all the bad guys."
The little guy looked at Jun Yucheng with excitement and said, but saw that Jun Yucheng just glanced lazily in the direction of Zhuo Ruize, then withdrew his gaze lightly and said:
"If you win, you win. What's there to be happy about?"
His tone was a little stiff, and he suddenly found it difficult to communicate with the child, and he didn't know what method and tone to use to talk to a little one that was no longer than his waist.
When the little guy heard what he said, the tip of his nose wrinkled with dissatisfaction, as if unwilling to accept it. He raised his neck and looked at Jun Yucheng, with a look of contempt flashing through his eyes again:
"You must be jealous that brother Ruize is better than you!!"
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When Jun Yucheng heard such a word coming from the little guy's mouth, he didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.
Or maybe you should childishly argue with this little guy and tell him that he, Jun Yucheng, never needs to be jealous of others.
Before he could speak, he heard the little guy's indignant voice, mixed with a tone of sudden realization, hit him again——
"Oh~~~I see, those bad guys must be with you, right? Brother Ruize beat them down, and you didn't applaud because you were angry, right?!!"
Putting his hands on his hips, he looked at Jun Yucheng in a questioning tone, his bright eyes blinking under the cover of his eyelashes, and his determined expression when he spoke looked very serious.
Jun Yucheng was angry and amused when he said this. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he looked down at the little guy's dissatisfied and contemptuous eyes without answering.
"If you don't speak, you must have been convinced by me."
The contempt in the little guy's eyes became even stronger.
Being so despised by a little guy who was only four or five years old, Young Master Jun, who had always been too lazy to explain to others, rarely spoke with interest:
"I don't know them."
Unexpectedly, the little guy didn't seem to believe it at all. When he heard what he said, the contempt in his eyes not only did not decrease, but even grew stronger:
"Ji Ran said that if you do something bad, you have to be brave enough to admit it. You have the guts to do it but don't have the guts to admit it. It's really embarrassing."
After saying that, as if unwilling to give in, he put his fingers on his face and made a shy face towards Jun Yucheng.
Master Jun's patience really needs to be tested. Seeing that the little guy didn't intend to believe his words, he didn't bother to explain more.
His voice deepened and he said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll take you home."
He stretched out his hand to catch the young master, but he saw the young master running quickly behind Zhuo Ruize, who was walking towards him, "I don't want you to take me home, brother Ruize will take me home."
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Jun Yucheng's eyes turned to the boy who was about sixteen years old in front of him. He heard the name Ruize from Ji Ran's mouth, and this was the first time he saw this boy.
Looking at this handsome face in front of me, there is a bit more stubbornness and rebellion in the dark eyes, but in this rebellion, there is extreme protection for the little guy.
At the same time, he saw that the young man in front of him was somewhat similar to the man named Zhuo Ruinian. Compared with Zhuo Ruinian, the young man in front of him had the rebelliousness and sharpness of a teenager in terms of temper and personality.