MTL - The President’s Heartbeat: Mermaid Wife is Adorable-Chapter 11 Have a home

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"My home." Red lips, thin mouth, opened his mouth lightly.

"So, did you save me?" The blue eyes of the little girl flashed with a smart light.

It was so clean and pure, that Jun Yue's heart was suffocated. There seemed to be a soft corner in the cold heart.

"Ok."

"I know, you are a good person." A smile appeared on the little girl's face, and her pale face became rosy with this smile.

The aquamarine blue eyes bent into a crescent moon.

LaCrosse: "..."

Emotions This little girl's IQ has not improved.

With a cough, Jun Yue moved his lips coldly: "It's time for you to answer my question."

"what is the problem?"

"Who are you, where do you come from, and how can you appear in that bay?"

He looked coldly at the little baby **** the bed.

Lan blossoming. She can't go back now. She doesn't know anything about this strange world. The beautiful human being in front of her is a good person.

After waiting for the little girl to speak, Jun Yue's deep black eyes were slightly sinking.

Just when he was about to say something, the little girl who had been silent started crying with a "wow", crying so sadly.

"I, I have no home, I, no one wants me ..."

The crystal tears slipped from her clear eyes, and with her weak and sad words, it seemed to hit Jun Yue's heart, and it was sore and hot.

Here again, Junyue has a headache. How can this little girl, who can't say a few words to him, start crying.

"Okay, don't cry ..." Jun Yue was a little helpless and rubbed his brows anxiously.

It was okay if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, the blossoming cries grew louder.

"What to do, I'm alone, I don't have a home ..." The little girl was crying out of breath, and the white Joan's nose was slightly red.

Looks like a little pitiful who has been discarded.

Jun Yue suddenly sat on the edge of the bed with his long arms, and gently moved the poor man into his arms.

Carefully, she avoided her wound.

The little girl's furry little head lay obediently in his strong and broad chest.

The smell of Qing Qing, which is unique to him, lingers on the tip of the nose.

As in the night, she felt reassured inexplicably.

Jin Doudou stopped falling, and Lan Duo was sobbing slightly in the arms of Jun Yue, but he did not cry any more.

Feeling that the little girl was quiet, Jun Yue's irritable heart also calmed down.

"Dear girl, don't cry. From here on, this is your home."

The man's big palm touched the thin back of the little girl.

This is the 25th year that Jun Yue has lived. For the first time, he spoke so tenderly. Even his younger brother Jun Yu has not enjoyed such treatment.

"Really?" Lan Duoduo sniffed, red eyes, and looked up at Jun Yue's deep black eyes.

"Really." She was like a pet afraid of being discarded, and her pitiful expression touched Junyue's cold heartstrings.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lan Duo bowed his head obediently and smiled gradually.

Oh, it worked.

Little head froze in Jun Yue's arms, found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

For a long time, the little baby in her arms had no movement, and Junyue even heard her small, coquettish breathing.

Silently lip, then gently put the baby girl flat on the big bed, watching her sleep soundly, her black eyes flickered, he turned to open the door and went out.