He couldn't understand what she said and looked at her with fierce eyes.
It seems that as long as she gets closer, he will be rude to her!
Jiang Yufei didn't dare to anger him at this time. If she fell, she would definitely be thrown to death!
"Okay, I'm going down. Don't be angry if I don't go up." Jiang Yufei slid down slowly. When she reached the ground, the child was gone.
She breathed a sigh of relief. She was really scared to death just now.
"Kid, what's your name?" Jiang Yufei sat on the ground and chatted with him.
"How old are you? Why are you locked up here?"
Jiang Yufei actually had a strong premonition in her heart that this child was hers.
He is about the same height as Anson.
And why would Nangong Xu imprison a child? And imprison her with this child?
From all indications, this child is her Jun Qi.
But she didn't dare to identify him casually, she had to see his face.
In fact, it is also a kind of escape mentality. She is really afraid that her child will always be detained here.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Jiang Yufei. What's yours?" Jiang Yufei looked up expectantly.
The little guy ignored her at all. Only food was his whole world.
Jiang Yufei just looked for some topics to talk to him, and then it was time to eat again.
After the food was thrown down, she quickly took the steamed bun and held it up with her hand.
"Can you come down and I'll give you my share?"
There was a rustling sound from above, and after a while, he finished eating his own and started to flirt with her again.
Jiang Yufei saw him sticking his head out, and she tried her best to smile like a goodwill ambassador: "Come on, I'll give it to you."
The child tilted his head and looked at her with dark eyes in confusion.
"It's delicious. Are you not full? Come down and I'll give it to you."
He still looked at her in confusion.
An idea flashed in Jiang Yufei's mind. Could it be that he couldn't understand Chinese?!
If he grew up among a bunch of British people, he would definitely not be able to understand Chinese.
Jiang Yufei worked hard to search for vocabulary: "Come on, baby! food, get you! (Come on, baby! Food, get you!)"
Sure enough, he understood.
Jiang Yufei smiled even more lovingly: "Come on..."
The child was a little ready to move, but he still looked at her warily.
Jiang Yufei's eyes moved slightly, and there were two steamed buns in the plastic bag.
She took one out, placed it on the floor, and stepped back to the bed.
Seeing that she was moving away, the child carefully pulled the chain and slid down.
He picked up the steamed bun and made sure she meant no harm. He quickly ate it in several bites. His mask did not cover his entire face, but exposed his eyes, nostrils and mouth.
However, it still covered a large part of it, making it impossible to discern his appearance at all.
After the little guy finished eating, he did not leave immediately, but stared at the other one in her hand.
Jiang Yufei stretched out her hand, and the steamed bun was in her hand.
"Take to eat!" Jiang Yufei didn't know if she made any grammatical errors, but the meaning was enough.
Fortunately, she stayed in London for a while and learned a lot of English.
The child took a step toward her, and Jiang Yufei felt very nervous. She kept telling herself, don't scare him, and must be friendly, friendlier than angels and Guanyin Bodhisattva.
She must make him feel that she is the most harmless person in the world.