He couldn’t understand what she was saying, and his eyes were fiercely staring at her.
It seed as though if she got a bit closer, he wouldn’t be polite to her!
Jian Yufei was afraid to anger him at this mont; if she fell down, she’d definitely die from the impact!
"Okay, I’ll go down. I won’t go up, don’t be mad." Jian Yufei slowly slid down, and when she reached the ground, the child had disappeared.
She let out a sigh of relief; she was really scared just now.
"Little friend, what’s your na?" Jian Yufei sat on the ground and chatted with him.
"How old are you? Why are you locked up here?"
Jian Yufei actually had a strong premonition in her heart; she felt this child was hers.
His height was about the sa as Ansel’s.
And why would Nangong Xu imprison a child? Why lock her up with this child?
From all indications, this child was her Junqi.
But she didn’t dare to recognize him randomly; she had to see his face.
It’s actually a kind of avoidance ntality; she’s really afraid that her child has been imprisoned here all along.
"Let introduce myself first. My na is Jian Yufei, what’s yours?" Jian Yufei looked up expectantly.
The little guy didn’t pay attention to her at all; only food was his whole world.
Jian Yufei kept finding topics to talk to him, and then it was ti to eat again.
Food was thrown down, and she hurriedly grabbed the stead bun, holding it out.
"Would you co down, please? I’ll give you my portion to eat."
First, there was a rustling noise above, and soon he finished his own portion and started eyeing hers.
Jian Yufei saw his head pop out, and she tried to flash a friendly ambassador’s smile: "Co on, I’ll give it to you."
The child tilted his head, his dark eyes looking at her with so confusion.
"It’s really tasty. Haven’t you had enough? Co down, and I’ll give it to you."
He continued to look at her in bewildernt.
A flash of inspiration crossed Jian Yufei’s mind; could it be that he didn’t understand Chinese?!
If he grew up among a bunch of English people, he definitely wouldn’t understand Chinese.
Jian Yufei struggled to find words: "Co on, baby! food, get you! (Co on, child, food for you.)"
Sure enough, he understood.
Jian Yufei smiled even more tenderly: "Co on..."
The child was sowhat eager to move, but he still looked at her warily.
Jian Yufei’s eyes shifted slightly; there were two stead buns in the plastic bag.
She took one out, placed it on the ground, and retreated to the bedside.
Seeing that she had distanced herself, the child cautiously pulled the chain and slid down.
He picked up the stead bun, confird she had no ill intent, and quickly devoured it in a few bites. His mask didn’t cover his whole face, and his eyes, nostrils, and mouth were exposed.
But a large part was still covered, making it impossible to determine his appearance.
After he finished eating, he didn’t leave imdiately but stared at the other one in her hand.
Jian Yufei extended her hand, with the stead bun in her grasp.
"Take to eat!" Jian Yufei wasn’t sure if her grammar was correct, but the aning was clear enough.
Luckily, she had spent so ti in London and learned quite a bit of English.
The child took a step toward her, and Jian Yufei felt very nervous, continually reminding herself not to scare him, to be friendly, friendlier than an Angel, friendlier than the Goddess of rcy.
She must make him feel that she is the most harmless person in the world.
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