Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Of course my mother belongs to my father. Xiaobao hugged his arm and hugged him closely, Mom likes dad very much.

Do your parents like you? He Jingyao looked down at him.

Of course! He puffed up his chest proudly.

But you just said that your mother doesn't want you anymore. He Jingyao said calmly, You also said that your father won't give you a name.

There are too many contradictions in this child's words.

Xiaobao was indeed stunned by the question, frowning and thinking hard.

He Jingyao chuckled, touched his head and said, Did you run away from home?

No. He shook his head.

Then why do you have to stick to me, huh?

No reason. He said softly and touched him again, as if he was afraid that He Jingyao would leave him behind.

This kid has a tight mouth.

He Jingyao stroked his eyebrows and simply gave up questioning. Not long after, the car stopped.

He got out of the car with the little guy in his arms and walked to the opposite side.

Xiaobao looked over curiously, and immediately became anxious: Police station? Why did you bring me here!

He Jingyao flicked his head with his finger: I'm helping you find your father and mother.

I don't want it! Xiaobao hugged his neck tightly, Don't leave me!

As he spoke, his voice was tainted with a hint of crying.

He Jingyao glanced at him and said nothing, but kept walking. Xiaobao's face turned pale with fright, and his limbs were wrapped around him desperately.

He Jingyao's face stiffened, and he pulled the little guy off his neck: Tell me your parents' names, and your own name, and I will take you out of here.

His eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head vigorously but refused to say anything.

At this time, a police officer came forward. He had received a call before, so he knew the identity of the person who came. He said respectfully: Mr. He.

This child is probably lost with his family. You should find a way to find his family. He Jingyao said and put the little guy on the ground.

As a result, as soon as he let go, the little guy quickly hugged his legs, with a tight face and red eyes, looking like he was about to cry at any time.

Xiaobao. His voice dropped.

The little guy didn't care.

He Jingyao exhaled and warned himself not to argue with a child. He looked at the police officer and said, This child won't say anything. I'm sorry to bother you.

It should be. The police officer was very experienced in this. He immediately knelt down and looked at Xiaobao and said kindly, Kid, uncle, will you take you to find your parents?

No. He choked and said, He Jingyao, don't leave me!

He Jingyao took a deep breath and gave the police officer a cold look.

The police officer understood immediately and leaned over to pick up the little guy.

No! Don't! Don't touch me! Xiaobao struggled quickly, but he was still young after all, and his strength could not compete with that of an adult. He was quickly held in the arms of the police officer.

He was so angry that his face turned red and he struggled desperately: Let me go! Let me go! Ugh...

The police officer had no choice but to coax him in a low voice, but Xiaobao didn't buy it at all and kept looking at He Jingyao with tearful eyes.

He Jingyao was indifferent. He glanced at him and turned around and walked out.

Woooooooo...

However, the little guy's low whimpering sound followed him like a shadow, forcing him to stop.