In the early morning, the sunlight seeped in from the window and illuminated this world.
On the messy big bed, a beautiful girl with pink makeup lay sleeping in the chaos.
Her snow-white arms were exposed outside the quilt, and there were still kiss marks of varying depths on her fair and delicate skin. Especially on her delicate neck, there were little strawberries planted everywhere because of last night's passion.
It was such an unsightly scene when Zhan Ji entered the room, but he seemed to be used to it. He walked to the window with his small body, brought a chair and pulled it gently, and directly opened the curtains.
Looking back at the little woman with beautiful eyes awakened by the dazzling sunlight, he jumped down from the chair, returned to the bed, and stood quietly, staring at the figure on the bed who was much bigger than him but still looked slender.
And the weak little figure.
Finally, the two rows of long and upright eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yu Xi opened a pair of misty eyes.
She rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed and sat up, looking at the person beside the bed. Her voice was a little hoarse after a night of partying: "Why are you here so early? Don't you need to learn Kung Fu from Uncle Luo Ying today?"
After she sat up, the quilt that originally covered her body couldn't hang on her smooth skin, and slowly, it all slid down.
Zhan Ji's eyes fell on the two lumps of soft flesh on her chest that had obviously been ravaged. His pupils shrank and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Seeing his look, and then lowering her head and glancing down at herself, Yu Xi screamed in fright, and quickly pulled the quilt over herself to block all the scenery that shouldn't be exposed, and scraped the hair beside the bed hard.
The little man took one look and couldn't help but cursed:
"Why don't you learn from your father's lustful look? It's disgusting!"
This look is like a miniature version of Uncle Mu Chen in heat, even his eyes look very similar!
"It's not the first time I've seen it." Zhan Ji's voice was tender, but it always gave people the illusion that there was a cold air in that tender voice.
However, when facing his own woman, that coldness will always be replaced by pity.
Basically, in his young but strong mind, he already regarded his mother as his woman.
He walked to the closet, opened the door, brought a chair, stood on it, and picked out a dress for her.
He picked an emerald green dress from a pile of skirts and took it off. He looked back at the woman on the bed and said in a childish voice with a hint of tenderness, "Wear this outfit today."
"I don't like this color, I like the pink and white one."
Zhan Ji jumped down from the chair, walked to the bed, raised his small eyebrows, and stared at the woman who was nineteen years older than him with his bright black eyes: "I'll wear this outfit today.
Be happy and wear the one you like tomorrow, be good."
Yuxi rubbed her sore temples, feeling like she wanted to vomit blood in her heart.
Be good, she is his mother! He doesn’t know who made him like this. He was just like his father from the moment he was born. A single look can scare the servants and servants below him into fear.
However, saying this seems to be a bit exaggerated. He only learned this look after he was one year old, and he did not have that look before he was one year old.
Anyway, she, Ling Yuxi, really gave birth to a freak, a guy who didn't like to smile when he was born, and only knew how to stare at people with his cold eyes.
"You are going out first. How can I change my clothes while you are here?" She pursed her lips, showing a trace of dissatisfaction.
Although he was still less than four years old, he was still a male anyway. Besides, his eyes were the same as Uncle Mu Chen's, always revealing a fascinating look. How could she rest assured that he would stay here and look at her?
Get dressed?
"Is there something about you that I haven't seen before?" Zhan Ji not only did not obey and left, but instead moved a chair and sat down beside the bed, putting his legs on the bed with a carefree attitude and keeping his eyes locked.
On her.
Seeing that her exposed long arm was covered with bruises of varying shades of bruises, he narrowed his eyes slightly and was obviously unhappy: "I'll discuss it with the old man tonight and ask him not to
It's always so violent."
There was a pause in his words, and under the sight of Yu Xi who was about to vomit blood, he continued: "Actually, you don't have to accommodate him every time. He likes you so much that even if you resist, he won't be willing to beat you."
Yu Xi secretly rolled her eyes and muttered with thin lips: "Of course Uncle Mu Chen is reluctant to hit me."
"So, when he bullies you from now on, come to my room and sleep with me. I will protect you and I am gentler than him." If he dares to pinch his woman like this, that damn old man is simply tired of living. Wait until he grows up.
When he gets older, he will definitely help his woman get it back a hundred times.
Looking into his eyes that were so cold that it made people feel frightened, Yu Xi let out a breath and suddenly reached out and flicked the tip of his nose. It was rare that she taught him in gentle words like a mother: "He is
Your father, you have to respect him, you know?"
"But he bullies my woman." He will not let anyone dare to bully his woman.
What he loves most in the world is his woman, and he will be rude to anyone who dares to touch him.
"He's not bullying me. Besides, I'm your mother, not your woman." After thinking about it, he voluntarily dropped the topic.
How can it be reasonable to reason with such a young person, less than four years old?
Seeing that he really didn't want to go out, she had no choice but to turn around with her dress, her back to him, and hurriedly put the dress on herself.
"Why are you only willing to show it to him and not to me twice?" Behind him, Zhan Ji's childish voice came to mind again.
Yu Xi thought that if this guy's words were less cold, then he would be more like an innocent and lively child.
She let out a breath and put the skirt on, then suddenly frowned and looked back at him: "Zhan Ji, why didn't you bring me underwear?"
"Oh!" Zhan Ji raised his eyebrows, let go of his hands folded on his chest, and jumped off the chair.
I walked to the closet again and found a set of black lace sexy underwear in the lower drawer.
When Yu Xi saw what he was holding, her expression immediately dropped: "I don't want that set, give me the white one next to it."
Those were sexy lingerie that Uncle Mu Chen specially bought for her and asked her to wear them for him at night. She didn't want to wear such perverted and sexy lingerie. When she put it on, she felt like she had really become his slave girl.
No, it's a bed slave.
"The kind that don't look good are for ignorant little girls." Zhan Ji still insisted on his opinion, took the black sexy little underwear, returned to the bedside, and handed it to her: "Put it on."