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Chapter 157: Hate Mother!

At this moment, the entrance leads to the cabin building on the second floor.

There are not many people coming and going here, because guests on the second floor can watch the fun on the deck and terrace, and poor people will not be bold enough to come here.

Except that she was inexplicably pushed out of the crowd and she didn't know the way, so she could only retreat to a place rarely visited by people and squat there, waiting for her mother to find her.

Also paired with two big tears.

Ping An didn't cry out, only shed tears.

In everyone's eyes, he looked pitiful, and he wished he could rush up to coax him.

At this time, she felt the wooden board under her feet move.

Ping An raised his head with tears in his eyes: "?"

At this time, two people strode down the stairs. They were wearing ordinary clothes, but their expressions were very cold. They caught a glimpse of Ping An, who was crying and had a little face, and strode away before he could see clearly.

The baby girl is not what they are looking for.

He didn't even notice that the girl squatting in the corner had a face that was very similar to their lord.

Seeing this, Ping An shrank back timidly. At this time, the touch of the soles of his feet came more realistically.

——This time she was sure that the wooden plank was moving, because the wooden plank she had just stepped on was exposed and was rising slightly.

It was as if someone inside was poking at the outside.

Ping An was timid and didn't dare to get close at all, so he took another step back.

The wooden board moved upward again, and there was a small pool of tears that had fallen safely on it.

Ping An opened his eyes wide and was about to run away.

Then the wooden board was lifted up by a person's head, revealing a small face.

Ping An can't even cry now. Why is there someone hidden underneath?!

The man had messy hair with a red rope tied at the end and beautiful eyebrows.

He is the most beautiful child that Ping An has ever seen.

But he looked very fierce. He looked at Ping An and said harshly: "Why are you crying?"

"..."

The voice was also self-contained and suppressed, as if he was scolding the servant.

Ping An was frightened and wanted to cry again. The man continued to yell: "Don't cry!"

She didn't dare to cry when she was safe, she wanted to run away.

Feeling the sound of footsteps coming again, Le Yu raised a small brow, and when Ping An was not paying attention, he stretched out his hand and pulled her small body into this small 'wooden pit.'

In fact, the wooden pit is not a pit.

Most of the flat areas on the ship are made of wooden boards, which are laid together and leave some gaps.

Ping An had not noticed just now that there was a very small hole on the edge of the pushed up wooden board. It was not quite a regular circle but was polished smooth. It seemed that some animals often came in and out.

The moment Zhi Su's footsteps hit the ground, the wooden board quickly closed.

Ping An knelt down and it hurt.

She was pulled into a gap between the bottom of the ship and the deck. The gap was very narrow. Two little people had taken up most of the space, and the rest...was a litter of kittens.

It turns out that fishing is often done on the boat, so it is inevitable to keep some cats.

These cats do not have a fixed nest and will find a place on their own.

Le Yu didn't know how he found this litter of cats. He was naturally very curious, so when he saw a hole, he dug it out, and ended up digging himself in.

Just now he was awakened by the noise on the deck, and when the guards were relaxed, he ran out and came here to see the cats.

The female cat was originally very aggressive when she saw him for the first time, stepping on her paws to scratch him, but was subdued by his two slaps.

At this moment, he was protecting his three cubs, looking fiercely at the second person who came in, but he didn't dare to move.

Don't dare to move even if you are safe.

She was extremely frightened.

Usually when her mother takes her with her, she has seen some big dogs and the like, but never at such a close distance.

Besides, there was a fierce child next to him.

"Who are you?" the child asked her.

Ping An sniffed and muttered: "Ping An"

"Why are you crying?"

It was too dark, and through the moonlight outside I could only see a vague outline, with tears reflecting the light.

Ping An felt that his tone was too harsh. She stepped back uneasily, and then felt someone stepping on the wooden board above her head.

Le Yu also noticed it. He knew it was Zhi Su when he heard the footsteps, so his expression tightened and he pulled Ping An to cover her mouth.

In fact, even if you don't cover it, Ping An won't shout.

Her mother had taught her to think of a solution first when encountering a problem; yelling might make things worse.

Le Yu let go when she heard the footsteps were far away.

"Wait, wait for mother." Ping An answered his last question.

Mother is a very unfamiliar word to Le Yu.

Although he has heard many people call her mother, he himself has not.

This did not prevent him from seeing children on the street being held by their mothers holding candy figures in their hands. Mothers were different from their fathers. Most mothers spoke very gently and did not spank their children.

Unlike his father, who would throw him away and spank him at every turn, he could only be saved if he cried.

So Le Yu didn't have a good impression of children with mothers.

The little girl in front of me, who looked very bullied and cried miserably, had a mother.

Le Yu was unhappy and shouted at her in a low voice: "Stop crying!"

He has always been a little bully. Although they usually thought that this little bully would have his neck twisted off in the next moment, they did not dare to be disrespectful to him for some reason.

So now the little bully is domineering, he can't speak clearly, but he yells at people fiercely.

Ping An burped and cried, feeling extremely wronged, but he really didn't dare to cry anymore.

"Cat." The little bully turned around and hugged the kitten.

He dragged Ping An in just because he didn't want her to attract attention outside and cause him to be 'digged' out.

He also heard that the other party had a mother, so Le Yu didn't want to pay attention to her anymore and buried herself in playing with the kittens.

Ping An was left alone by him, wanting to move but not daring to move, sniffing and feeling miserable.

If she is here, even if my mother comes to find her, she won't be able to see her and she will be anxious.

After thinking for a long time, she dared to whisper: "Do you want to go out?"

Le Yu couldn't see her expression, but he could hear the other person's caution, and his overbearing thoughts came to him again: "No!"

Mo Jingxing would find him every time, but this time he didn't believe that he could still be found hiding underground!

"But, mother will be anxious." Ping An whispered.

Le Yu held the kitten in one hand and pushed her hard with the other: "I hate you, mother!"

This time it was extremely powerful.

Although Le Yu was small and looked thin, he had amazing strength in his hands, and Ping An was instantly overtaken by him.

Why do you hate your mother?

Everyone has a mother, and she is so gentle.

Ping An saw a strong man beating a child on the street, while his mother wiped her tears aside.

So even if she doesn't have a father, she still feels that having a mother is enough.

Mother is so good.

"No," Ping An whispered, "Mother doesn't hate it."

The little bully got angry again and pushed her with his fist: "I hate it!"

The two kids are still young after all, and they won't pay attention to what's going on outside when they get into an argument.

There was a thump on the stairs again.

Mo Jingxing came down from the second floor with his hands behind his back, his expression serious, mentally thinking about how he would cut this brat if he was caught.

Suddenly I heard a faint movement.

It was like something collided.

Mo Jingxing paused.


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