Chapter 40 Little Doll (12)
Chapter 40 Little Doll (12)
She stood in front of the big bear, staring at the moving Song Jin, her mouth opened into a big "O" shape, and she shouted loudly: "Wow, the little doll can actually move!"
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Ai couldn't wait to stretch out her chubby, fleshy little hands, wanting to grab the little doll in front of her.
This sudden action really scared Song Jin. He quickly stepped back, fearing that he would be caught by Xiao Ai.
At this moment, the big bear doll on the other side raised its strong arms and firmly protected the Song Jin doll, with no intention of returning it to Xiao Ai.
Seeing this, Xiao Ai couldn't help but pout, her cheeks puffed out, and she muttered with a look of grievance and anger: "Huh, Big Bear is so stingy! I just wanted to take a look. Besides, I brought this little doll back!"
Although Xiao Ai was full of complaints, the big bear doll was unmoved and still stood firmly in the same place, ignoring her intentions.
I saw Xiao Ai's chubby little face puffed up because of anger, just like a cute little bun.
She snorted angrily and turned to go back, but at this moment, a strong and powerful hand suddenly grabbed her.
It turned out that it was Daxiong who tried to stop him. Then, Daxiong gently handed Song Jin in his hand to Xiaoai.
This was Song Jin's own request.
Xiao Ai's face, which was originally full of anger, suddenly brightened up.
Her chubby little hands steadily caught the small and exquisite doll, and then she held Song Jin carefully as if she was protecting a rare treasure, and walked slowly towards the bed step by step.
"Wow, little puppet!"
Xiao Ai happily placed Song Jin gently on the soft bed, and then couldn't wait to lie on it.
She supported her round chin with her two chubby little hands, and her big watery eyes blinked as she stared at Song Jin, as if she could never see enough.
Song Jin's delicate little face wore a friendly smile as she softly greeted Xiao Ai, "Xiao Ai."
Hearing Song Jin speak, Xiao Ai almost jumped up with excitement. She shouted happily: "Oh, you can actually move! That's great! From today on, you can always play with me!"
As she spoke, Xiao Ai's big round eyes turned into crescent shapes, and the corners of her mouth turned up high, revealing a row of neat white teeth. Her look was so sweet that it touched people's hearts.
Facing such a warm and lovely Xiao Ai, Song Jin nodded with a smile on her face and said, "Okay!"
But soon, as if he suddenly thought of something important, he blinked his bright eyes and asked Xiao Ai with a hint of confusion: "By the way, Xiao Ai, what's going on outside now? Why is it so noisy?"
Xiao Ai heard this, glanced towards the door, and whispered, "Shh... Aunt Wang said we can't talk about these things."
"Mom is asleep."
Asleep? Song Jin's delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but she was not asleep. However, seeing Xiao Ai staring at her innocently, she couldn't help but smile. After all, Xiao Ai was still a child.
"So that's how it is." Song Jin tilted his head and looked at Xiao Ai innocently.
Xiao Ai looked at the cute little doll and her eyes couldn't help but light up again, but then she remembered something and whispered, "Yes, but now my dad won't let me go out..."
Song Jin looked at Xiao Ai, blinked, and remembered the state of the male host at that time. Something was wrong.
His wife died, and he was filled with fear and anger. He didn't show any sadness at all, and was even fierce to Xiao Ai.
It seems that the male owner has a very serious problem.
Song Jin pursed his pink lips, feeling a little embarrassed. After all, it was not easy to find clues in his current state.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and then the man of the house suddenly walked in.
Song Jin was stunned, and immediately pretended not to move, standing still.
"dad?"
Xiao Ai was also a little confused because his father rarely came to his room.
"Xiao Ai."
The man called out and saw Song Jin on the bed at a glance. He walked over, picked up Song Jin, turned around and left.
"Ah! Dad! What are you doing?" Xiao Ai quickly grabbed the male host.
The man looked at him impatiently and said, "Give this to Dad. Don't you have three more anyway?"
After saying that, the man walked straight out. Xiao Ai chased after him, but failed to catch up with him.
"Wow...my little doll..." Xiao Ai sat on the ground and started crying.
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Song Jin's body was extremely stiff at this moment. He pursed his lips, his delicate little face wrinkled, and he looked at the male master who was holding him in horror.
Song Jin pleaded with the system for help, feeling aggrieved: [What should I do?! I'm going to die!]
What's wrong with this man suddenly?
As if noticing the doll's trembling, the man paused slightly and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
After saying that, he quickened his pace, as if he wanted to take Song Jin somewhere else.
Song Jin stared at the male host timidly with her beautiful eyes, and finally had to accept her fate and let him take her away.
Finally, it seems we've arrived.
Song Jin pouted and watched helplessly as she was handed over to Su Ao! !
With a "bang", the door was closed.
Su Ao looked at the little doll in his palm and walked slowly towards the bed.
Sitting on the bed, he raised his hand and carefully handed the little doll in front of his eyes. When he was about to say something, he suddenly found that the originally quiet and well-behaved little guy was shaking all over.
Not only that, the boy's eyes and nose were red, and he looked at him with wet eyes.
Seeing this, Su Ao pursed his thin lips slightly, thought for a moment, and suddenly stretched out a slender index finger, wanting to gently touch the trembling little guy in front of him.
However, just as his fingers were about to touch the little doll, a low whimpering sound suddenly rang out.
"Wuwuwu…"
The little doll actually started crying first.
The crying was very soft, like a wounded little animal sobbing softly. The tears in Song Jin's eyes were like pearls with broken strings, rolling down continuously.
As he cried, he subconsciously curled up his small body into a ball, as if this could give him a sense of security.
Su Ao was stunned for a moment, his handsome brows knitted tightly together, and he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why are you crying?"
Song Jin said nothing and just kept crying. He had not forgotten what the man had said before, that he wanted to make him into a pendant.
Thinking of this, Song Jin became even sadder. She buried her little head between her legs, leaving only her two round shoulders exposed, which shook as she cried. She looked so pitiful.
A trace of helplessness flashed across Su Ao's brows. He was still fine, so why was this little guy crying?