Chapter 8 Little Prisoner (8)
Chapter 8 Little Prisoner (8)
Fu Ling gave him a cold look and ignored him. Instead, he asked the boy in a cold tone, "Why are you crying?"
"You were the one who peeped at me, and I just said a few words to you, why are you crying?"
The young man still kept his head down and didn't say anything, just crying silently. His shoulders were shaking from crying, and he looked very pitiful.
Fu Ling frowned tightly, and suddenly stretched out his slender big hand, pinched the boy's snow-white chin, and lifted it up with force.
The boy was forced to look at the man. Since he had been crying, his whole face was wet, and his curly eyelashes were also wet and stuck tightly together.
The tip of his nose and eyes were red from crying. At this time, due to the man's actions, the boy looked at him timidly, like a bullied little rabbit, and looked miserable.
Fu Ling was not paying attention for a moment, and when he saw the young man's appearance, he suddenly felt a little dazed.
The boy was born delicate and beautiful, and now the corners of his eyes were red and his cheeks were red from crying, making him look even more beautiful.
The man's gaze gradually became deeper. He had never looked at this little thing carefully before. He only knew that the other party was annoying and always prying into his private life.
Now that I look at it carefully, this little nose and mouth are really beautiful.
The man's prolonged gaze made the young man feel uncomfortable. He fiercely opened the man's hand and said angrily, "Don't touch me!"
He has a bad temper.
The man concluded, then said, "You don't want to do laundry?"
Before the boy could say anything, the man continued, "That won't do. You must accept the punishment."
The young man pursed his lips and didn't want to talk to him at all, but the other party kept chattering.
The boy blushed and shouted, "Who said I don't want to wash? Hurry up and leave! Don't delay my work here!"
After shouting, the boy walked to the side, pushed the cart angrily, and walked straight past the man and his bodyguard.
For a moment, everyone present was stunned, as if they had not expected the boy to be so brave.
Fu Ling was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he could only see the other person's tail. The man was immediately furious.
He glanced at Zhou Yi coldly and whispered to the guard, "Transfer him away."
After saying that, the man walked away. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was very angry.
The guard looked at Zhou Yi and said coldly, "Follow me."
After hearing this, Zhou Yi left with the guards.
At this time, Song Jin was pushing a cart with a stern look on her face, on her way to get clothes.
As they walked, Song Jin complained to the system: [That person is so annoying! I'm in jail, and he still comes here to mock me!]
Song Jin had never seen such a stingy man.
The system nodded perfunctorily, then said, "Hurry up and get your clothes."
The boy sniffed and pushed the cart to the end of the corridor.
Finally, they arrived at the place where the dirty clothes were placed. The boy stretched out his little hand with reluctance, picked up a pile of dirty clothes, and threw them into the car.
I repeated this several times, and finally, the cart was almost full.
The boy looked at the remaining clothes, paused, and finally left the room, planning to come back to get them next time.
Just when the boy was halfway there, a figure suddenly flew over from the side and rushed straight towards his small cart.
In an instant, there was a loud "bang" and the figure hit the cart heavily.
Because the impact force was so great, the cart lost its balance instantly, and the people and goods on the cart flew out together.
The young man was completely stunned by the scene happening before him and was completely stunned.
After a long while, when he finally came to his senses, he heard several extremely disgusting voices in his ears.
"Hey! Look who this is? Isn't this that little boy?" one of them shouted in a strange voice.
"Oh my, what bad luck! How could I have such a coincidence to crash into your car? Kaido, are you blind?" another person echoed sarcastically.
I saw several burly men with fat faces gathered together, pointing at this side and making sarcastic remarks, but they did not show any intention of apologizing.
Looking at the boy named Kaido, he was lying on the ground in a miserable state, with his back falling on the overturned cart.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these guys must have been secretly plotting something bad, pushing the defenseless Kaido hard towards Song Jin's cart, causing the cart and the person to fall to the ground.
Song Jin pursed his lips and frowned tightly. He looked at the clothes scattered on the ground that were originally neatly arranged and now became messy, and the anger in his heart rose even more.
So, he raised his little face and looked at them angrily.
Naturally, several people noticed the boy's expression. They grinned with a lewd smile and looked Song Jin up and down unscrupulously.
One of them even jokingly said, "Hey, little guy, why don't you just call me 'good brother'? Maybe when we're in a better mood, we can help you clean up this mess!"
Song Jin was immediately furious, but because she couldn't beat them, she could only run to the front of the car and help the boy up.
Then, he lifted the car up.
Just then, a familiar voice rang out.
"What are you all doing here?"
Song Jin slowly raised her head and saw Os walking towards her.
The burly prisoners instantly restrained themselves and stopped laughing. Before they could say anything, they saw the cowardly kid whoosh in front of Os.
"Captain of the Guard! I want to report them. They bullied that boy and knocked over my car!"
Song Jin raised her fair and delicate little face and complained to the other party angrily, just like a kindergarten kid.
The boy pointed at the clothes on the ground, his mouth drooping as he said miserably, "There's already so much work to do, and they're still messing with it!"
At this point, a thin layer of mist filled the boy's beautiful eyes, making him look pitiful.
——What! That's too much!
—That's right, Os, please take charge of my baby! Hurry up!!
——These brainless hunks! How dare they bully my baby like this?
——I can't stand it! My baby is so cute, how dare you bully her! !
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Oss heard the boy say this, paused, and whispered: "Why don't you pick up your clothes quickly?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, the strong men began to pick up clothes. That was Oss, and they didn't want their heads to be separated!