You finished the joke [Quick Transmigration]

The room was very quiet.

Xiao Ming was embarrassed.

He scratched his head, coughed, and said with a straight face, "It's time for porridge."

It seems that the teaser just now is not him.

Yan Shu looked at Xiao Ming warily, his body was a little stiff.

Xiao Ming sighed, put the porridge on the bedside table, and then reached out to help the child up.

Seeing Xiao Ming approaching, Yan Shu's body trembled a little, but he clenched his fists as if trying to be brave, and raised his chin slightly to meet Xiao Ming's gaze, but he didn't know that his tense but uncontrollable trembling body had already betrayed him.

Seeing the child pretending to be brave, Xiao Ming couldn't help laughing, and wanted to rub the child's soft hair, poke his forehead, and say "you!"

Xiao Ming knew that if he smiled, he would not have to do the task, so he kindly pressed the corners of his mouth to hold back the smile, but he didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or not.

As soon as Xiao Ming lifted his feet, he stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, staring into the child's eyes.

"I know you hate me, but I swear, nothing like this will ever happen again."

Seeing that Yan Shu didn't respond, Xiao Ming bit the bullet and said again, "I know you don't believe me, but I want to give you a home, so give me another chance?"

Yan Shu raised his eyes slightly and looked straight at Xiao Ming with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Xiao Ming knew that the child would not be able to accept him so quickly, but the feeling of taking the blame for no reason was really sour.

Determined to use actions to change his image, Xiao Ming stepped forward to lift Yan Shu's quilt, trying to help him up.

But forget that the child has no clothes.

Xiao Ming quickly put the quilt back before he trembled childishly, his face turned red, "Well, where are your clothes, I'll get them for you."

After asking, the child looked at him not only with hatred, but also with shame and anger, and his little face flushed red.

It was only then that Xiao Ming remembered that the original owner didn't prepare clothes for the child at all, but kept him naked all the time.

Xiao Ming wished he could slap himself twice.

What's wrong with forgetting, forget this?

Xiao Ming was a little embarrassed, "Well, I'll go buy clothes for you tomorrow, do you have any favorite color or style?"

Completely forget that Yan Shu's throat is speechless.

Even if he could talk, he would probably ignore him.

Xiao Ming turned his head and went to the closet, pouted his buttocks and found a white shirt.

Holding the white shirt, Xiao Ming lifted Yan Shu's quilt again, and hugged him up.

Yan Shu's body was tense, and his chest heaved violently. When Xiao Ming touched his hand, he threw all his strength in Xiao Ming's direction, and then firmly bit Xiao Ming's shoulder. .

The child obviously used [-]% of his strength, and he probably saw blood.

Xiao Ming endured the pain, but his men kept grabbing the child's slender arm, inserted it into the sleeve of the shirt, and finally buttoned up the buttons carefully.

The expected thing did not happen, the child was a little confused, he let go a little, Xiao Ming took advantage of this moment to escape from the child's bloody mouth.

Xiao Ming looked up at the child with a subtle expression.

The original owner, Tang Sui, has a good figure, about 1 meters, and the child is a little stunted, with little flesh on his body, so the shirt is obviously a bit wide when worn on him, revealing two smooth, straight white legs, which makes people think of Xiao. The scenery under the shirt.

Xiao Ming turned his eyes away, feeling as if he was possessed by Tang Bian for a moment, and said unnaturally, "You're hungry, let's have some porridge."

Yan Shu lowered his eyes and did not respond, but he wondered if the person in front of him was playing some tricks again.

If poor Xiao Ming knew that his children missed him so much, he would probably cry and sing about Dou E's injustice.

Xiao Ming scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and pretended to put it to his mouth to blow the no longer hot porridge, then held the spoon to Yan Shu's mouth, looking at him expectantly.

Yan Shu slapped Xiao Ming's hand away with a sullen face, and the spoon and porridge flew like this, and they flew to the ground to die in love together.

The veins on Xiao Ming's forehead twitched, he grabbed Yan Shu, let him lie on his lap, and raised his hand, followed by a crisp and loud "pa——".

Xiao Ming looked at his reddened palm, and then at a bright red palm print on the child's fair little buttocks. The two white buttocks trembled tremblingly in the air.

Yan Shu's body stiffened, and the next moment he rushed up viciously, so, Xiao Ming's shoulder suffered again.

Scarred shoulders: Why is it always me who gets hurt?

Xiao Ming still let the child bite, hugged the thin child in his arms, and then patted his trembling back, smoothing the scarred cub, "Oh, oh, oh, don't be afraid, it's all right now!" It's over, it's all over."

Soothing again and again, repeated those few words, Xiao Ming was still shaking his body, as if singing a lullaby.

The man's voice was a little low, and it became clearer in the quiet night.

When coaxing children, the voice is very soft, like a feather on the heart.

Suddenly, Xiao Ming felt some cool liquid dripping on his arm.

His heart ached, he couldn't help but hugged the child tightly, and coaxed, "It's all over, I will accompany you in the future, I will give you a home, buy you a lot of toys and clothes, and give you a lot of things. like."

The men continued to outline their future, "I'll wake you up every morning, and you can lie still in bed. At this time, I will pinch your nose, scold you for being a rascal, and then dress you."

"...You hung on me tiredly, instructing me to wipe your face, and then I carried you downstairs and let you sit on my lap to feed you breakfast."

"...Breakfast is different every day. It is definitely not heavy. I make it myself. You will love it..."

The man's words are nasty but simple, as if you bought an ordinary cake, and it tasted so sweet that it tasted greasy, but for some reason, you just liked it.

There was a suppressed choking sound in his arms.

Xiao Ming knew that Yan Shu was a strong child, whether he was tortured by his biological mother, abandoned, or abused by Tang and Sui, he never shed tears.

The little child seems to be born knowing that tears are useless, never crying or making trouble, but straightening up his thin body to bear the malice the world gave him, and then carefully licking the wound by himself in a place where no one is around.

This cry seemed to cry out the grievances of the past ten years.

Yes, he was wronged.

He is obviously the most innocent person, yet he is forced to suffer so much harm.

"You can hate me, hate me, I can let you bite, let you hit me, and I will never fight back. But you have to eat, you have to love yourself, no one cares about you before, I don't care about it, but since From now on, I'll take care of you, I'll love you, I...I'll protect you, okay?" Xiao Ming asked cautiously.

Without waiting for a reply, Xiao Ming looked down and couldn't help laughing. The child was already asleep, and there was still a drop of crystal water hanging on the long eyelashes.

A child had a dream. He dreamed that he had a father who loved him very much. He dressed him every day and called him "Little Laipi". He was also very good at making breakfast, with different patterns every day.

In the dream, there were big flowers and warm sunshine. When he came home, the man poked his head out of the kitchen with a smile, and said softly, "You are back."