Brother Yu has never been as popular as he is today in many years! Holding the heavy sword in hand, he rode his horse, whipped his whip, and went straight to Baoyelai Inn. Along the way, he listened to what others were talking about.
"Hey, have you heard? The girl who ran to the door of Yu's house to recognize her relatives two days ago seemed to have been robbed by bandits!"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. How is that possible?"
"How is it impossible! Do you remember the grocer who used to set up a stall here? I heard that he bought a house with gold coins and asked Xiniang to find a wife. I heard someone said that there was something wrong with that girl. I don't have enough gold coins! Don't let your wealth leak out. This girl has so much money on her and no one to protect her. Do you think you can avoid attracting bad guys?"
"Hey, life is hard. How can you live if you don't recognize your wife and let the gangsters rob you of your property? By the way, it's not about sex, right? That girl is so pretty."
Brother Yu bit his teeth secretly, his veins showing his anger. He rushed forward and picked up her collar, "Where is she?"
The man was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He just pointed a trembling finger in the direction of Baoyelai Inn.
Putting the people down, Brother Yu turned around and went back to his room to get the dusty heavy sword, led his horse, and rushed out of the gate, heading straight for Baoyelai Inn along the direction of Yu Street.
Fool! Stupid girl!
Kicking open the door to the guest room, you can see that the whole room is messy. Broken tables and chairs are scattered everywhere. The torn bed curtains are hung messily on the head of the bed pole. Baomei curled up in the corner and cried silently.
With just one glance, Brother Yu felt sad and strode forward to hug her into his arms. However, Baomei was so frightened that she struggled in his arms, "Let me go! Let me go!" Her voice trembled with fear, breaking Brother Yu's heart.
When she cried, he felt a twisting pain in his heart. He hugged her tightly and patted her to comfort her, "It's me. I'm Brother Yu. Didn't you say I'm your father? Dad is here, don't be afraid."
His soft and soothing voice slowly calmed her struggles. Baomei raised her head and saw him. She screamed, hugged his neck, and cried, "Little daddy, little daddy!"
"Good boy, stop crying. I'm here. I'll take you home." He coaxed, but out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a pool of blood on the wall. He was so frightened that he turned away and pushed Baomei away to look up and down. "Where's the injury?"
Damn bastard, you dare to hurt his daughter, and you don't want to live anymore! Until this time, Brother Yu didn't seem to realize that subconsciously he had placed Baomei in the position of his daughter.
Baomei shook her head, and Brother Yu pointed to the blood stain on the wall, "What is that?" Baomei climbed back to the corner and picked up a gun and showed it to him. Brother Yu was puzzled, "What is that?"
With two tears in her eyes, Baomei picked up the gun with trembling hands and pointed it at the blank corner opposite and pulled the trigger. "Bang!" The gunshot rang out, the wall on the opposite side collapsed, and a cloud of dust was thrown up.
Brother Yu stared blankly at the hole in the opposite corner of the wall and said in disbelief, "Did you hurt them with this?"
Baomei nodded.
Brother Yu picked up the strange-shaped but powerful thing and thought about it. A sense of familiarity that had been buried for many years quietly rose. He looked at Baomei's pretty face with tears and finally couldn't bear to use his fingertips to wipe away her tears, "Come home with me first, and then we'll talk about everything after you get home, okay?"
Baomei finally burst into laughter and said, "Okay."
Brother Yu carefully hid the pistol, leaned over and picked her up, and left Baoyelai Inn in front of everyone and took him back to the East Wing Pavilion of Yu Mansion. He placed Baomei on his bed. Maybe she was so frightened that she cried. I was tired after half a day, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as I hit the bed.
Brother Yu didn't bother her. He pulled the brocade quilt and gently covered her chest. He found a chair that still preserved the body and sat on it, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes.
When Yu Nanfeng returned to the house and heard that his son was back, he hurriedly asked the servant he saw if he was injured. He said no and brought back a young girl. At that moment, he knew something about his son. It must be a bit messy, so it's better not to disturb it. He asked his servants to be careful and report any situation at any time.
During this sleep, Baomei slept until early the next morning. When she opened her eyes and turned her head, she could see Brother Yu not far away sleeping lightly with his head propped up on the table with one hand.
Baomei pursed her lips, feeling warm in her heart. She quietly walked from the bed to the floor, looked around, picked up a robe from the shelf nearby, walked tiptoe behind Brother Yu, and carefully draped it on him. Then she walked around in front of him and looked at him quietly.
The little daddy has a handsome face and slightly raised lips. Even when he is asleep, he seems to be smiling. It can be seen that he must be very happy on weekdays and laugh often. Baomei couldn't help but smile. Her mother said that her little daddy was very naughty and playful, but he also knew how to love others. If she was lucky enough to find him, she would definitely become a very happy girl.
Thinking of what she said about him having a bad temper, being ugly, and having a bad personality, she unconsciously stuck out her tongue, hoping he wouldn't take it to heart.
Brother Yu suddenly nodded his head forward, woke up suddenly, straightened up and looked at Baomei standing in front of him in surprise. He lowered his head and glanced at the coat he was wearing, and his eyebrows relaxed.
"Finally, you are willing to give up? You have occupied my bed for so long and made me doze off here." He shook his neck to show how hard he worked.
Baomei smiled playfully and jumped behind him, "I'll help you." She put her hands on Brother Yu's shoulders and massaged him with moderate strength. Brother Yu suddenly felt that the muscles in his shoulders were relaxed a lot, and he felt a lot more comfortable for no reason.
"Girl, what's your name? I don't know your name yet." Brother Yu suddenly said.
"Sister Bao." She clasped her hands together and started tapping his back shoulders regularly.
"Baomei?" Brother Yu smiled, "The name is very interesting, why do you insist on recognizing me as your father?"
"You are, you are my little daddy." Baomei replied matter-of-factly. In the future, she will slowly find her first, second, third, fourth, and fifth daddy. But she was lucky to find her little daddy first.
Little daddy? Considering that there is only a 6-year age difference between the two of them, to her, he is young enough, "Okay, little daddy, let's just be little daddy."
In the past few days, he could not get rid of the image of her running away with tears in his mind, as if a piece of flesh had been dug out of his heart, a hole had been dug out, and the cold wind was pouring into her. He had been trying to figure out what this feeling was like, but he was often unable to do so. He couldn't think of where he had seen her before, even if he tried a thousand times, but for no reason she just let him. There was an indescribable feeling of intimacy that made him unable to leave her alone.
If this can be considered a fate between people, regardless of whether it is related by blood or not, why not adopt an adopted daughter at his weak age? Anyway, he has done countless dirty things over the years, and this is not the least of them. But there are some ugly things that need to be said upfront.
"Bao sister, you stay with me from now on. I don't care what the relationship between you and Bao Yunhong is, and I don't want to know, but you have to remember that you are never allowed to mention the three words Bao Yunhong in front of me. , can it be done?"
"Why?" What he wanted to say later was swallowed back in his stomach when he saw the little daddy's face changing color again.
"There is no reason, I don't want to hear it, if you still want to stay with me." Brother Yu turned around and looked outside with unclear eyes. That was a taboo in his heart, a taboo that even he didn't want to open.
"Okay." Even though she was reluctant, she still agreed. Just because she remembered her mother writing on the last page of her diary:
"After all, I owe them too much. If one day you can make it up for me, it will be considered as atonement for me."
After all the troubles, Baomei temporarily stayed in the Yu Mansion and informed the master Yu Nanfeng. Yu Nanfeng thought about the child's madness a few days ago, so he obeyed him and just asked the housekeeper to give the young lady a room. courtyard.
But Baomei didn't know why she was very insecure towards others. For several days in a row, she always put on a thin coat and lingered outside Brother Yu's house at night. The servants couldn't persuade her, so Brother Yu had no choice but to let her come in and sleep in his house. He was lying on the bed, and he originally planned to go to the study to deal with it for a few days, but in the middle of the night, Baomei couldn't see him, so she panicked and looked for him everywhere. She couldn't calm down until she saw him.
After repeating this for many days, Baomei's originally bulging face became a little thinner. Only then did Brother Yu realize that something was wrong and asked Baomei. She only said it was fine.
One day, after dinner, Brother Yu persuaded Baomei to go to bed early. Before Brother Yu left, Baomei blinked at him with expectant eyes and said, "Little daddy, you haven't kissed me good night yet."
"Goodnight kiss? What is it?" Brother Yu couldn't help but was stunned, he had never heard of it before.
Baomei stood up with a smile, "It's a kiss between relatives saying good night to each other, like this." Standing on the bed, Baomei naturally pulled Brother Yu's head and gently placed a warm kiss on his forehead. Then he stepped back and lay down on the bed again, "Good night, little daddy." After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with a smile.
Brother Yu stood by the bed in shock, forgetting to respond to Baomei's good night, and his forehead was burning. From the moment Baomei's soft lips pressed against his forehead, he was dumbfounded as if he had been struck by lightning until now.
He couldn't describe how the feeling of wanting to cry in his heart made him greedy. The warmth was so unfamiliar but he couldn't help but look forward to it.
He looked deeply at Baomei's sleeping face, hesitated for a moment, and then leaned down and kissed her bright and smooth forehead like her. When he stood up, he said lightly, "Good night, Bao." Sister." As if afraid of disturbing her sweet dream, she slowed down and exited the door, closing the door quietly.
In the darkness, Baomei happily opened her big bright eyes, gave herself a victory sign in the air, put her palms on her forehead, and murmured to herself: "The first good night kiss from daddy."
In the study, the candles were brightly lit, and from time to time the boy waiting outside the study could hear a string of young master's laughter leaking out. He sighed helplessly and tugged his fingers, for the twenty-eighth time tonight!
Why is the young master so happy about any happy event? He laughs every now and then.
Brother Yu was flipping through the pages of the book, unconsciously stroking his forehead and waving the corners of his lips. This girl is so ghostly.