Chapter 898： Ding, your vinegar jar is online! (25)

Feng Qian continued: "I know...know that he is very busy, I...I can't...like other children, have...have a complete family."

"Well, girl, don't be too sad, it's okay, you are so cute, many people must like you."

The girl cried even more fiercely, tears streaming down her face.

The little girl hiccupped and opened her mouth: "Later... Later, I met His Highness... He seems to like... like me. I... I seem to... hic... like him too."

"It's a good thing, there are still people who like you and care about you."

However, the uncle felt that the name of this little girl was a bit strange.

Lord on the left, Your Highness on the right.

Make it look like ancient times.

The uncle has already imagined a scene in his mind. The little girl was adopted by an official who was an official since she was a child. Later, she met His Royal Highness in the palace, and the two fell in love...

Well, the uncle thinks that his imagination can give full marks.

The little girl nodded heavily.

"Um."

"I...I'm so...happy."

"I...I don't know...I don't know why, I like...I like him...his pieces...I also...like it, I just want to... hiccup... pamper..."

Although the uncle didn't know what the little girl was talking about, he felt that the little girl was very affectionate, and he comforted him: "It's a good thing to like it, doesn't he like you too?"

Feng Qian's nasal voice was heavy, and he nodded drunkenly.

"Yeah. But... this time he... hiccup... a little too much, he... bullied... bullied me, I'm so... so angry."

Tears fell from the little girl, her mouth was shriveled, and she was aggrieved.

The uncle took a look at the situation and said, "Girl, does he often bully you?"

"often?"

The girl tilted her head and seemed to be thinking seriously.

Finally, she shook her head.

"He usually... hiccup... is very good to me, just... Actually, I don't blame him. I'm just a little... uu, wronged."

The uncle had a gentle smile on his face, "Look, isn't that right? It's normal for a little friction between boyfriends and girlfriends. Don't be too sad, girl. Where is your home? Uncle will take you home."

Feng Qian paused, then swayed and climbed into the uncle's car.

The uncle also got into the car and fastened his seat belt.

He reminded: "Girl fasten your seat belt."

"Oh."

Feng Qian replied obediently, lowered his head, and looked around for the seat belt.

There seems to be a lot of...

She took a long time to catch one.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at the palm of her hand in confusion.

Didn't she just catch one?

Why are there so many, one, two, three... well, so many.

The girl shook her head, but she couldn't fasten her seat belt, and then she just went around randomly and tied an ugly knot.

The uncle glanced at Feng Qian through the rearview mirror, and saw the girl sitting obediently with a dull look on her face, her eyes were red from crying.

As he drove the car, he asked, "Girl, give me your address."

"My address?"

Feng Qian frowned, and finally, intermittently reported the address of Ye Jue's private villa.

After that, the girl reluctantly fell on the car seat and fell asleep.

After the uncle sent Feng Qian to Ye Jue's private villa, the car was stopped by the fully armed bodyguards before the car entered the gate. The uncle was startled.

But on second thought, the little girl said before that the person who adopted her was an adult, so she might be a military officer.

The uncle got out of the car and told the bodyguard that he was sending a little girl home.

The bodyguard glanced at the sleeping girl from the car window. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.