Chapter 862 Giving Birth To A Boy(1)

Perhaps it was because it was the first time that the little girl had said that he was stupid, Lethe was stunned for a while before he pulled out a sneer and stared at her coldly. The little girl couldn't help but shrink her neck and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen any beautiful girls?"

"Let me see where you hide your face." She had no face and was so shameless that she didn't even know how to speak.

"......"

The little girl made a face and smiled.

Just then, Consuela stepped into the door and said with a smile, "Here is the water."

Perhaps it was because Consuela felt guilty in her heart that she softened her attitude towards him. She wanted to put all the good things in front of him.

The girl looked at him with admiration.

She grew up with her mother, but since she knew that she only had mother but others could hold their parents' hands, she began to be sensible.

It seemed that she knew what she could get and what she couldn't. She was so sensible that sometimes she would feel wronged.

But this kind of grievance had always been well hidden by her. She had never exposed it in front of outsiders, fearing that her mother would be sad.

But now she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when she saw her mother humbly flattering Lethe.

Even if she felt guilty to him, she shouldn't have treated him like this.

She was just like a weak lamb who could be bullied by anyone?

The little girl shook her head. It seemed that it was unfair to her mother, but she didn't know what was fair.

She just lowered her thick eyelashes to block the light in her eyes. She wouldn't feel annoyed if she couldn't see it.

As for Lethe, just let him be.

Lethe sat on the bed, looking at Consuela coming over expressionlessly, but deep in his heart, he was afraid that as soon as he reached out his hand, he would find that it was just a dream.

At first, when he heard the little girl's voice, he really didn't want to talk to her. He though

e suddenly felt that a person who was angry with a fool didn't seem to be very smart, so he said with a cold face, "I suddenly feel a little sleepy."

"Then go to sleep." The little girl was also a considerate girl. As soon as he said that, she pointed out a way. With a worthy expression on her face, Lethe said, "So I can't entertain you."

Obviously, he wanted to drive her away.

The little girl was stunned for a moment. "You don't have to entertain me. If you are not too sleepy, I can read you a bedtime story, just like what you read me before."

"……" Lethe's lips compressed into a line. He seriously doubted if there was really only water in the little girl's brain, or if she was pretending to be a fool.

She didn't look like an idiot. Sometimes she suddenly opened her mind and made people think she was a good person. How could she be so stupid as if it was true?

As far as Lethe was concerned, there were two kinds of people he admired the most. One was those who were able to stand out and be conceited enough not to be afraid of being exposed, and the other was those who were too stupid to use medicine to cure themselves.

No matter which kind of person he met, he would feel flustered from the bottom of his heart. Obviously, the little girl was the latter most of the time, which was a miracle.