The little guy is about five or six years old. His golden brown hair covers one side of his forehead. An eye patch is tied diagonally on his head, covering his left eye. The exposed right eye is deep sea blue.
, if you look carefully, you can see that there are some fine golden lines in his pupils, which is a very beautiful blue eye.
That beautiful blue eye is set in a delicate little face that looks like jade carving. Even though she is still a child, her facial features already show deep outlines.
I just don’t know why, but I’m wearing an eyepatch.
"Monsieur the Count!"
When they saw him getting out of the car, the bodyguards hurriedly lowered their faces, and the bodyguard holding the child looked even more embarrassed.
In the corridor, there was only Leng Xiaoye crying wildly.
"Mr. Earl, can I... take her to the airport and hand her over to the security guard?" the bodyguard asked cautiously.
"Bring it here." The little guy ordered in a cold voice.
"Mr. Earl!" The butler who came down behind him frowned slightly, "This is too dangerous!"
The little boy turned his face sideways and glanced at him displeased. He didn't say anything, but the look in his blue eyes already showed his emotions.
"I'm sorry." The butler lowered his face and apologized.
The bodyguard didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly picked up Leng Ziye, who was still crying, and knelt down on one knee in front of him so that he could see the little guy.
The little man looked at Leng Xiaoye's waving little hands and feet, raised his white palms, and used one finger to open the corner of the swaddling clothes covering Leng Xiaoye's face.
That gesture looked particularly disgusting, as if he was afraid of getting his fingers dirty.
The swaddling clothes on his face were removed, and Leng Xiaoye, who was crying, instinctively turned towards him.
Maybe she was curious, maybe the sudden light made her feel a little relieved...
All in all, it seems like a miracle.
The crying little guy suddenly stopped crying and stared at the boy with a pair of big eyes, seemingly curious.
She has a cute little face, big and bright eyes, the black eyes are like a deep lake, and there is a teardrop hanging on the long eyelashes, as clear as crystal.
When she looked at her, the little boy was just startled.
Then, he raised his hand and touched her face like a small gesture.
Her face was soft and smooth, a strange touch.
"Giggle!"
Leng Xiaoye laughed out loud.
Then, she tilted her head, took the boy's thumb in her mouth, and started sucking it.
The little one didn't know who the boy in front of her was. When she felt his hand touch her, she just thought it was time to drink milk, and immediately took the boy's thumb as a pacifier unceremoniously.
Feeling her soft mouth and toothless gums, the little boy frowned and jerked his hand out of her mouth.
"Wow--"
The "delicious food" was taken away, and Leng Ziye immediately burst into tears.
"Shut up!"
The boy shouted angrily.
"Wow - wow -" Leng Xiaoye cried even harder.
"I told you to shut up!"
"Whoa-whoa-whoa!"
…
The boy stretched out his finger again, and she immediately tilted her head, took his thumb in her mouth, and ate it with relish.
"Mr. Earl, we should leave, otherwise... we will be late." The butler reminded in a low voice.
The boy looked at Leng Xiaoye and said, "Take her into the car."
"Mr. Earl, this child..."
"I want her," the boy looked domineeringly at Leng Xiaoye, who was eating his finger, "to be my pet."
