The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian froze slightly.

The voice of the other party entered the ears, and the girl's voice was not delicate, but soft and not lethal.

The voice is very small, but in this quiet environment, MuMian can hear the other party clearly.

She was a little puzzled and asked to stay.

"It's dark outside. Do you want to stay and rest for the night?"

The girl scratched her dress, her snow-white fingertips trembled slightly, and she shook her head.

"no need……"

If she goes back a little later, maybe her alcoholic father should use a whip to slap her again?

No one wants to endure that kind of suffering a second time. After such a dreamy life tonight, we will continue to sell matches tomorrow and live a life of starvation and freezing.

At least before she really grew up, she still had to live like this.

When the girl stood up, MuMian quickly stretched out her hand and grabbed her dress. She spoke softly, as if she would scare the little girl in front of her.

"The wind and snow are very heavy. Let's live in the castle tonight. Don't worry, you can sleep in a warm blanket tonight."

After reading this fairy tale in MuMian, I naturally know how pitiful the little girl’s original life is. She goes hungry and cold every day, broken by her alcoholic father all the time, and always sleeps in a cold bed.

MuMian felt distressed, she sighed and curled her lips.

"Will you stay in the castle tonight? You can rest assured that no one will do anything to you tomorrow."

I don't know if it was the gentle smile on the other's beautiful face, or the soft voice that came in slowly, causing the girl to nod in a ghostly manner.

"Well."

A smile appeared on MuMian immediately.

She went out to find a few maids, and ordered her to go down and arrange the best room in the castle for the little girl.

The girl's white tender little hand has been held in his palm, and the temperature of the palm is still warm.

Sending the little girl to the door of the room, MuMian stopped, pointed to the door, and explained to him intimately: "This is your room. Have a good night's sleep tonight. I will do it again tomorrow morning. Invite you, beautiful lady, to breakfast, and wish you a good dream."

The girl nodded silently.

His Royal Highness just about to turn around and leave, the gorgeous clothes on the corners were gently pulled.

MuMian paused, turned his head and looked down at the little girl who was half a head lower than herself.

The other party pressed the corners of her lips slightly, appearing flat and quiet, her little white fingers grasped the corners of His Royal Highness's priceless clothes.

She seemed nervous, unconsciously tugging at her fingertips, leaving a few folds on the gorgeous clothes. The prince raised his pretty eyebrows, his voice still gentle.

"what happened?"

The girl had a beautiful and delicate face, and her golden hair lined her pale complexion. She spoke softly, and her voice drifted into the other's ears.

"My name is Ai Wei."

Ai Wei.

MuMian first raised her eyebrows and read it silently in her heart. She nodded, and suddenly raised her hand to the girl's hair.

The golden-yellow hair felt unexpectedly good, and the boy rubbed her and smiled at her.

"Ai Wei has a good dream."

At the moment when the other party's finger was put up, the white and slender girl blinked her round eyes, full and lovely pink earlobe, her small mouth was squeezed lightly, her complexion looked a little bewildered.

Then the little girl nodded slightly, and replied softly.

"St. Lex, too, have a good dream."