The villain's group favorite little cub

Chapter 108 Don’t cry

"Ah oh." Yu Yuanyuan crouched, dumbfounded.

"Little kid, I'll help you dry it right away!" The young lady suddenly became anxious, and her mind was racing with thoughts of the last time she was fired.

It's the same situation, the same situation...

No, it’s not as serious as it is now!

Last time, the child was naughty and spilled the hand sanitizer and got all over his pants.

Even after she kindly washed and dried the clothes, she still received an unkind complaint.

Later she realized that she had offended no ordinary person, and she was immediately fired from the hotel without even giving her a chance to defend herself.

A similar situation repeated itself again, filling the young lady's head with panic, which made her dizzy.

She doesn’t want to lose this job, she must not do it!!

Yu Yuanyuan couldn't understand why the little sister suddenly turned pale. She said several times and the little sister didn't respond. She looked in the mirror blankly, as if she had discovered something terrible.

But she looked back and saw nothing in the mirror except them.

The confused little Zaizai rinsed his paws clean, turned off the faucet, bent over, grabbed the hem of the skirt and wrung it dry.

But Yu Yuanyuan's strength was too weak, and after twisting it for a long time, a few drops of water came out, and the hem of her skirt was still wet.

"Sister, your hair is dirty too." Yu Yuanyuan, who thought she had taken care of herself, began to worry about the waitress in front of her.

The water droplets splashed by the faucet just now also flew into the hair of the waitress.

Xiao Zaizai gently brushed off the hanging water droplets with his hands, and then helped her tidy up her hair thoughtfully.

The tickling feeling on her head brought her out of her fear.

The sweet voice comforted the fear that was rising for no reason.

The young lady came back to her senses, and saw the cute little face in front of her looking at her, smiling cutely at her with her mouth full of sauce.

Those jet-black pupils are larger than ordinary people's, and are black and round. When they stare at people seriously, they will make their hearts feel soft and comfortable.

"Thank you... thank you, kid." The young lady was startled, and suddenly felt that she was not as polite as the kid, and she felt guilty.

After finding a clean disposable towel and washing Yu Yuanyuan's face, the young lady helped to dry her wet skirt.

It took almost twenty minutes to go back and forth.

When she went out, Yu Yuanyuan insisted on walking by herself. When she jumped and jumped, the hem of her skirt trembled slightly with her movements, like a little flower fairy awakening from the petals in the forest.

The young lady didn't know why, but suddenly she no longer had the thoughts to think about the terrible things she was scaring herself from. Just holding this little milk bag made her feel happy.

"Oops!" The little Zaizai, who was walking obediently, was hit on the head by a pair of dark legs at the corner.

The happy little milking sound suddenly stopped, Yu Yuanyuan covered her head, her head was buzzing and she forgot to respond.

She raised her head with difficulty and saw a stern and fierce face, which even felt strangely familiar.

Oh, yes, it looks exactly like my father when he is serious!

"Kid-" The young lady was startled, fearing that she would be knocked out.

Children from rich families are like golden peas, and bumping into them can amplify the situation a hundred times.

Standing in front of Yu Yuanyuan was an elderly man in a suit and leather shoes.

His hair is gray but combed meticulously, and the suit he wears looks expensive at first glance. His back is straight, and he still has an elegant charm even at his age.

He remained motionless and looked down at the little cub squatting at his feet, his eyes as cold as ice.

Yu Yuanyuan rubbed her painful forehead, and a fierce voice suddenly sounded from the top of her head: "Don't cry."

(End of chapter)