C9

I had a nice hot bath.

He let out a long breath and fell onto the soft bed.

The man closed his eyes comfortably.

It was only this sort of time that belonged to him.

He habitually lifted the quilt next to him, but when he tugged on it, it didn't budge at all.

Huo Ting Dong narrowed his eyes.

What was going on? Ghost press?

"Uncle, you just returned."

A sleeping head poked out of a raised quilt.

Huo Tinton couldn't help but jump off the bed.

His speed was comparable to a sprinter's.

"Haha …" When the little girl saw his reaction, she immediately giggled and pointed at him. "Why are you so cowardly? Look at how scared you are!"

"Shut up!" The man became angry from embarrassment. He had never felt so ashamed in his life.

"Shame." The little girl was no longer sleepy after being disturbed like this. She half-knelt on the bed and pointed at the little bear in her arms. "Even Qi Qi Seven wouldn't be scared to the point of jumping."

Nonsense, if a lousy teddy bear was really that scared, then it would be worth it.

"Why are you sleeping here again?"

When Ye Jinxin heard his question, she immediately quieted down.

Even though she was young, she knew that this person didn't like her sleeping here.

"I... "I …" The little girl rolled her eyes and suddenly said, "Uncle, you must be tired. Let's give you a beating on the back with the heart. Mom said that with the heart, a hammer on the back is the most comfortable."

Hodan was stunned.

Wasn't her mother schizophrenic? Didn't he say that he had beaten her up until her entire body was covered with wounds? How could she speak of her mother so freely?

Was this child heartless, or was he ambitious?

Ye Jinxin saw Huo Tindong's silence and guessed that his little trick must have been seen through by him.

Since he didn't like to be beaten on the back, he would have to kick her out with Qi Qi later.

That is to say, she still wanted to sleep alone with 77 and 7 in that large, empty and terrifying house.

Just as she was about to lower her head in frustration, Huo Tindong suddenly said, "Come here."

The child drooped his head and dejectedly asked, "What?"

"Aren't you going to give me a good beating?"

"Huh?" After reacting, the child suddenly raised his head and nodded his head like a chick dipping into rice, crawling over with a sweet smile.

Huo Tinton's shoulder was as hard as stone. The soft strength of the little girl was almost like cotton hitting a rock.

"Uncle, are you comfortable?"

"Not bad."

"Then how about I massage your shoulders?"

The kneading of a child's shoulder was using all the strength he could muster.

The hammer was okay, but this pinch began to hurt.

"Alright, alright." The man brushed his hands away from his back. Angele turned around and grabbed the girl's waist, letting her sit on his lap.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Huo Tindong didn't say anything as he pulled up the white cotton sleeves of her pajamas. The bruises on her eyes were purple and green, and some of them looked like they had been pinched, while others looked like they had been drawn. What was even more frightening was that there were actually some wounds that had been inflicted with blood.

This meant that she had once tried to kill this child.

His small arm was white like a broken lotus, and against the deep and shallow purple bruises, he felt cruel just by looking at it.

The little girl seemed unwilling to let them see this, and pushed at Huo Tindong with her hand, trying to pull down her sleeve.

He sighed and rolled down her sleeve. He calmly opened his mouth and asked, "These are …" Was it all your mother's doing? "

The child blinked and was stunned for a moment before nodding his head sullenly. But very quickly, he raised it again and explained anxiously, "But it doesn't hurt at all. I'm already used to it." "So it doesn't hurt."

He was used to it.

The word struck Huo Tindong.

She was only six years old and she was already used to being beaten?

He could already see so many wounds on his arm. Wouldn't there be more wounds if he added them to the rest of his body?

This child was as thin as a bean sprout. How did he manage to endure this?

"Do you hate her?"

The little girl shook her head. "No."

"Why?"

"Because I knew she was sick, and that my mother was very nice to me when she wasn't sick."

"How?"

"Mm …" The little girl raised her head and pretended to be thinking. Only after a long time did she slowly say, "She will cook for me, hug me when she's happy, and kiss me or something like that."

"That's it?"

"Yes."

This was something every mother should do. In this girl's heart, this was a heavenly gift.

He was not a good person.

Selfishness, greed, ruthlessness, he wouldn't say that he had done anything wrong.

However, he didn't know what to say to this child who was covered with wounds.

"Uncle." The child brought his face close to hers and said in a flattering tone, "Tonight, I can't not go."

For the first time, Huo Ting Dong opened his mouth and said, "Alright."

The child raised his hand in a cheering gesture. A moment later, the smile froze on his face. Carefully, he lowered his head and asked, "Can I sleep with seventy percent in my arms?"

The corners of Huo Tindong's mouth twitched as he looked at the tattered bear sitting on the corner of the bed.

"Uncle …" Looking at the eager expression on the child's face and thinking back to the wounds on her body, Huo Ting Dong restrained himself for a long time before slowly saying, "I can't do it today. I'll get the nanny to wash it before going to bed tomorrow." "Right now!" The man pointed at the bear at the foot of the bed.

When Holtzdon got up, Xue Shan, the housekeeper, was already watering the garden.

"Good morning, Mr. Huo."

Huo Tindong took off the cigarette in his mouth and blew out a white smoke ring. He said to Xue Shan, "Uncle Xue, you'll have to spend the next few days trying to get some extra bodyguards in the Huo Residence."

Xue Shan was stunned for a moment: "What? Is it to protect you, sir? "

"No." "To protect the Lady."

Xue Shan was a little surprised. "Miss is still so young. Moreover, she just joined the Huo Family. Could she be recruiting some sort of enemy?"

Huo Ting Dong narrowed his eyes, "I'm not afraid that she'll get some kind of enemy. I'm afraid that I'll get unsettled, kind family members."