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He pursed his rosy lips and said, "And why should I miss you?" These words sounded like he was asking her, but it seemed more like he was asking himself.    

    

"Because Xi misses you." Jun Yuexi answered matter-of-factly. It was as if she were thinking about him, so he had to think about her.    

    

He lightly smiled, but he could not conceal the ridicule within his smile. Then, he casually raked through his dripping hair, "If I have to think about my people, then I have to think about them too much."    

    

With that, he walked out of the bathroom without caring if she understood his words or not. He didn't pick her up as she wished.    

    

The little guy pouted and followed her out of the bathroom.    

    

Ling Jing changed into a bathrobe while wiping his hair with a towel. When he turned around, he saw that the little figure had somehow climbed onto his bed, dragging her schoolbag along with it.    

    

Her schoolbag was much larger than her small body. It was as if she wanted to drown her people.    

    

She fished things out of her schoolbag. They were all different kinds of toys. In a short period of time, she had spread out the toys in her bag onto a bed.    

    

"Mr Ling, this is my toy. I can give you everything to play with, but it will be fun!" As she spoke, she raised the doll in her hand and began to show her opponent how to change the doll's clothes. In order to show off, she had even purposely changed the doll into one of her favorite clothes.    

    

However, Ling Jing remained unmoved.    

    

Jun Yuexi wasn't discouraged. She continued to work hard and picked up another toy, explaining its interesting aspects in a tender voice.    

    

His eyes stared at the toys she picked up. Toy... To him, this was something that he was extremely familiar with. Or rather, when he was young, he spent most of his life with cold toys.    

    

The little guy's saliva almost dried up from talking, but he noticed that the other person didn't seem happy at all. He gloomily put down the toy, "Big Brother doesn't like these toys?"    

    

Ling Jing walked to the bedside, picked up the little guy from the bed and swept all the toys on the bed onto the floor.    

    

He raised her to the level of his sight, and their eyes met. The clear and cold voice spoke in an extremely disgusted tone, "I don't like any toys."    

    

There were countless toys in that empty and cold room, but he never felt happy. He was always the only one playing with the toys, the cold toys …    

    

She was stunned. She didn't understand why Mr Ling didn't like toys, but his words and his eyes made her feel inexplicably sad. It was more sad than when she lied or when Mommy beat her up.    

    

Two small paws clamped on his face. Jun Yuexi murmured, "Mr Ling, don't be sad. I'll play with you from now on. Toys are always fun. You will definitely like toys too."    

    

His expression was a little stiff. In her unsullied eyes, he could not help but look away, his eyelids drooping slightly.    

    

Sad? When did he feel sad?! It was impossible for him to be sad. What did this little fellow know!    

    

She was just a seven-year-old little girl!    

    

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The usually quiet room was now filled with a sound due to the addition of a little fellow.    

    

Ling Jing really wanted to kick the little guy out of his room if he could, but when he saw her pair of black eyes looking at him pitifully, he somehow couldn't do it.    

    

In the end, he had no choice but to let the little guy stay in his room.    

    

At this moment, Ling Jing had already changed into a white shirt, beige pants, and a checked sweater over his shirt. He looked like an aristocrat prince, especially with his beautiful face.    

    

Of course, Jun Yuexi's little friend did not have such a feeling. Even when Ling Jing changed his clothes, she was still staring at his body out of curiosity. In the end, Ling Jing had to go to the bathroom to change his clothes again, and he didn't want her to enter without permission.    

    

This age was the age to be curious about the body. However, the little guy still remembered Xia Huanhuan's usual education. There was a difference between boys and girls, so she stayed outside and didn't insist on going to the washroom.    

    

Ling Jing was reading a book while Baby Jun took out her exercise book and pen and started to do her homework on the tea table in front of him. Due to the matter of being kidnapped, Jun Yuexi naturally did not do her homework. When she came to Ling Family today, besides the toys, she also brought along her homework and her previous exams.    

    

Of course, the papers she brought along with her were just some of the papers that she had passed quite well. Besides doing her homework, Baby Jun didn't forget to show Ling Jing her grades, especially the excellent homework of the teachers. She would show it in front of him to prove that she was actually a good student.    

    

By the way, she would also show how smart she was, how cute she was, how many people usually liked her, how she loved to help their classmates, how she would raise her hand in class, how her teachers would praise her and so on …    

    

Of course, Baby Jun automatically dismissed the matter of leading her classmates into the office to be criticized for cheating collectively.    

    

Her nagging annoyed Ling Jing a lot, but other than that, there was something else. At least, in normal times, no one would dare to say so many irrelevant things to him.    

    

After praising her for half a day, Jun Yuexi noticed that Ling Jing didn't praise her nor had any intention of liking her. She suddenly became like a deflated ball, gloomily laying on the tea table and continued writing the unfinished homework.    

    

Ling Jing glanced at Jun Yuexi casually and found her cute.    

    

Lovely? It was strange that he should use words like that on a child.    

    

Compared with children of the same age, Ling Jing was undoubtedly precocious. Although there were many students in the school whose family background was not ordinary, there were many children who came from wealthy and powerful families. After all, it was an aristocratic school.    

    

However, he was not one of those people. Or rather, the aura he emitted made others feel that it was difficult to approach him.    

    

In school, no one dared to get close to him, and similarly, no one dared to offend him.    

    

But now, a person who was almost half his age said that he liked him. When he looked at the little fellow lying on the tea table, he found that it was already asleep.