Take advantage of her dependence and specialness on him to occupy her heart.
But he couldn't wait any longer.
He wanted to own her, possess her.
It was no longer enough just to have her around him.
He wanted to be with her day and night.
Such thoughts were deepening every day, so strong that they almost overwhelmed his reason.
Shen Shi stepped away slightly and raised his eyes to look at her.
"If Jiaojiao doesn't speak, does that mean she's not annoying?"
She was also looking at him, her beautiful almond eyes were round and big.
When he was looked at by her eyes, Shen Shi's heart would beat extremely excitedly.
She looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand to take away the flat mirror from his face, imitating what he just did, and gently stroked the end of his eyes with her fingertips.
The color of his pupils is very light, but the pupil lines are obvious, which makes his eyes very beautiful.
Once the obstruction of the flat mirror is removed, the eyes will become deep and sharp.
The little pitiful boy looked straight at it for a while.
"pretty."
Shen Shi's heart moved and his voice was hoarse: "What did you say?"
"I like it." She said again.
Shen Shi couldn't help but hug her tightly.
When I was a child, every time I was locked up and beaten by my father, it was because of these eyes.
He would always yell hysterically to stop looking at him, saying that his gaze made him uncomfortable.
Over time, he no longer used these eyes to see others.
Instead, he admired the ugly faces of those people through those thin lenses.
Except for the little pity in front of me.
"Jiaojiao, do you like my eyes?"
"like."
"Won't you feel uncomfortable?"
The poor boy tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand what he meant.
Shen Shi laughed softly.
After a while.
"I really won't let you go." He murmured like a declaration.
In response to him, the little pity put her finger on his lips.
"kiss."
She remembered what happened in the parking lot that day.
Shen Shi was bewildered: "Does Jiaojiao want it?"
"want."
"Then do you know who I am?"
The poor little boy tilted his head.
"Shen Shi, please call me my name."
She opened her mouth, but not a single sound came out.
This is not surprising.
People with autism are often unable to call each other's names.
Like Gu Ruojiao, she would call her mom and dad when she was little.
But since she was bullied when she was a student, although she knew that her father and mother were relatives, she still couldn't shout out.
So he patiently taught him again: "Chen Shi."
But she still couldn't scream.
Probably because his eyes were too earnest, the poor little boy who couldn't respond suddenly became impatient.
Shen Shi quickly hugged her into his arms: "Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, take your time, we try a few times a day, and one day we will be able to shout it out."
But it doesn’t matter even if I can’t shout.
Seeing her anxious because of his expectations, Shen Shi felt that enough was enough.
He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips.
The poor little boy calmed down after being comforted.
She grabbed Shen Shi's hand, kissed his fingertips, and then raised her little face to look at Shen Shi.
This means asking for praise.
Because she liked this feeling, she thought Shen Shi would like it too.
But in fact, what Shen Shi wanted more was to hold her in his arms, press her against the wall, and feel free to ravage her lips.
But he still praised me without hesitation: "Well, you did a good job."
Her eyes lit up slightly, and then she kissed his fingertips again.
Shen Shi sighed softly and could only try to suppress the evil thoughts that arose in him.
