1273. Chapter 1273 Please Take Care of Me in This Life【39】

So gentle and so affectionate...

But how could you say you should stop crying?

Her mood has not calmed down yet, her tears are not controlled, and she doesn't want to cry anymore, because she feels that it is useless to keep crying all the time.

I don’t even want the young marshal to think that she is a crybaby...

Even though she was bullied by him since she was a child, she has truly earned the title of crybaby. After all, she is twenty-six, not sixteen anymore...

"Yun Xiaobai, please stop crying." The young marshal sighed, "If you keep crying, the snot and bubbles will come out. Don't you think it's ugly?"

Xiaobai took a deep breath, fearing that snot bubbles would come out of his nose, his voice was so choked that he said, "Ugly..."

"You're ugly and you're still crying?" The young marshal was puzzled. He knew clearly that crying would make you ugly, so why did you cry so intensely?

Do you really think that tears are worthless?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xiaobai cried intently again, feeling that he was despised and disliked again.

Young Marshal: "..."

My head is so big!

He had a thousand ways to make her cry, and he was... helpless to make her stop crying.

There is absolutely no way to deal with her!

There is no way!

Yun Xiaobai has been a crybaby since he was a child, and he hasn't changed after all these years!

But...if it changes, it won't be his Yun Xiaobai, right?

Bow your head, sigh, and finally accept your fate.

The young marshal lifted her chin with his fingertips and sealed it with his lips.

All sounds disappeared without a trace the moment their lips touched.

Xiaobai's eyes widened in a daze, and he forgot about sobbing. All his senses were concentrated on his lips and mouth...

The young marshal used his lips and tongue to soothe her fluctuating emotions. Finally, when he let go of her, he pinched her soft face and said, "Are you still crying?"

Xiaobai lowered his head, his face turned red, and he shook his head silently.

The young marshal was very satisfied and continued, "Let go?"

The hands holding the car door slowly let go...

The young marshal touched her head and said, "Stop crying. People will see it and think I bullied you. If grandma finds out, she will be scolded."

"No, grandma won't scold you." Xiaobai comforted her softly, with a heavy nasal voice after crying.

Like a little sheep.

"Are you so sure grandma won't scold me?"

"Yeah!" Xiaobai nodded heavily. Grandma loved the young commander so much, how could she be willing to scold him?

"Haha," he was hit on the head, and the young commander's low-laughing voice came from above his head, "What an idiot."

"Just..." He's not an idiot!

Just as Xiaobai was about to mutter, her whole body suddenly rose into the air. She panicked and screamed subconsciously. She wrapped her hands around his neck precisely as if she was familiar with it, and then hugged him tightly, fearing that she would fall.

The young marshal hugged her and looked at her frightened little face. A low laugh came from his chest, "If you don't want to fall, just hold me tight."

Xiaobai said nothing, flattened his mouth, and silently hugged his neck.

The young marshal was satisfied and walked slowly into the room holding Yun Xiaobai, who weighed less than a sandbag.

Along the way, the servants and servants saw it and snickered kindly.

The young marshal was in a good mood and thick-skinned, but Xiaobai, who was held in his arms, was thin-skinned and had just cried. Now he was too embarrassed to see anyone, and buried his head deeply into the young marshal's arms like an ostrich.

He carried her back to his bedroom and just put her down on the floor. When Xiaobai saw that this was not his bedroom, he immediately felt like a frightened rabbit and rushed out of the door anxiously.

The young marshal was on guard, his tall and straight body blocking the door, his expression not very good, "Where do you want to go?"