Chapter 292: Spanked Until Her Butt Was Sore

"What’s wrong, what’s wrong?"

Downstairs, three elderly people who woke up early and were having breakfast—

Lu Qidong, Song Qingwan, and Grandpa heard the pitiful cries, and their expressions all changed.

Song Qingwan and Grandpa hurriedly stood up from the dining table.

Lu Qidong instinctively glanced at the newly placed cat bed in the living room—

In the soft pink cat bed, a palm-sized white kitten was curled up weakly, its pink little mouth slightly open, breathing lightly and gently, clearly still asleep.

Seeing this, Lu Qidong breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the cat was still there.

If Li Li came down and found the cat missing, she would cry even more miserably.

After Song Qingwan and Grandpa stood up from the table, they were about to head upstairs.

Just then,

A cute little girl wearing pink bunny pajamas, holding her little butt, ran hurriedly out of the master bedroom on the third floor with her bare, tender white feet, without even wearing shoes.

It was as if someone was chasing her.

She ran fast and cried miserably.

"Wuwuwu... help wuwuwu—"

The little loli’s waterfall-like jet-black long hair hung on her shoulders, looking a bit messy, and her eyebrows and eyes still seemed a bit sleepy, clearly having just woken up.

But her white, chubby little face was full of tear marks, and her small nose was red.

She ran to the hallway and suddenly saw Song Qingwan and the others downstairs.

Like she’d seen a savior.

The little loli covered her butt with one hand and pointed at Lu Junhan inside the room with the other, crying even louder:

"Auntie, Grandpa, Great-grandpa, help!! Dad hit me, he hit me again, he’s hit me so many times already! Almost beat me to death! Wuwuwu I was sleeping, and didn’t provoke him, he-he still hit me!!! My butt is beaten so badly! Li Li has no butt anymore wuwuwuwu..."

The three downstairs: "......"

After a while, Lu Junhan came downstairs, dressed neatly.

He was in a tailored suit, slightly bowing his head, his slender white fingers fastening an expensive watch on his other wrist at an unhurried pace.

His face was pale and cold, his eyebrows sharp and austere, with an overwhelmingly strong presence of authority.

Having been comforted by Auntie and the others for a while, the little girl had stopped crying, sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. Seeing him, she widened her eyes and quickly covered her little butt.

But her small face puffed up with anger, her little voice threatening:

"Dad! Li Li already has no butt now! You-you can’t hit me again! Otherwise, Auntie and the others will beat you! Make you flat, hurt you so bad! Hmph! Scared now, huh?"

Song Qingwan: "..."

She’s using the toughest tone to say the weakest words.

Lu Junhan glanced at her lightly.

The little girl was on full alert, her black and white eyes wide open, her chubby face puffed up, as if this would scare her dad to death.

The man slightly curled his thin lips, lightly snorted, said nothing more, and directly pulled out a chair to sit down.

Grandpa turned a page of the newspaper, frowned, and asked:

"Why did you hit her again? Did she wet the bed while sleeping?"

"Great-grandpa, don’t say that! Li Li doesn’t wet the bed! Li Li is very capable! I can go potty by myself!"

The little girl widened her big black eyes, said this, but then timidly glanced at her expressionless dad.

She had been woken up by a spanking this morning.

As soon as she woke up, her butt was hit again, then she ran away, really not knowing if she wet the bed or not...

Grandpa thought it wasn’t good to discuss this in front of a child, and listening to her confident tone, she probably hadn’t wet the bed.

He was about to sternly change the subject.

The next second, he suddenly saw the little girl across from him lower her head, her big, clear black eyes secretly glancing at her pink pajama bottoms now and then.

Looking once was not enough, she couldn’t help but look several more times.

Grandpa: "..."

Song Qingwan: "..."

Lu Qidong: "..."

So much for saying, Li Li doesn’t wet the bed, Li Li is very capable, huh?

Have some confidence!

"Didn’t wet the bed."

Before the little girl could see clearly, Lu Junhan held a porcelain-white spoon, carelessly stirred the porridge in his bowl, and simply remarked, "I just thought she was sleeping so cutely, her butt sticking up, and felt an itch in my hand upon waking, couldn’t help it, and gave her a few gentle smacks."

Song Qingwan: "..."

Grandpa: "..."

Lu Qidong: "..."

What an itchy hand.

What couldn’t resist.

Are you sure you’re not a pervert?!!

But to the little girl, these words sounded like:

Dad thinks she’s cuter than he is, and her butt is perkier than his.

Dad is so jealous, so he hit her.

The little girl puffed up her chubby face with worry.

Sigh, she didn’t want to be so cute either.

Also, her butt just sticks out like that.

Although the little girl didn’t know what "perkier" meant, it probably meant cute!

The little girl blinked her big, clear black eyes, tilted her head, and thought for a bit.

So that Dad wouldn’t keep being jealous and hit her again.

She earnestly and seriously said to him:

"Dad! You really don’t need to be jealous of Li Li, actually your butt is also very cute! Even cuter than Li Li’s! Really!"

Song Qingwan: "..."

Grandpa: "..."

Lu Qidong: "..."

Lu Junhan stopped stirring his porridge.

He raised his eyelids slightly, his dark gaze deep and black, faintly smiled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes:

"Not only am I cute, but I’m also itchy, you want to try?"

The little girl blinked her eyes: "I..."

"Ah! Li Li!!! You’ve already finished your breakfast, right?"

Song Qingwan suddenly stood up.

Interrupted by her, the little girl shook her head, "Not yet, I—"

Song Qingwan quickly pulled the bewildered little girl over,

"If you’re done, then hurry up and go wash up, you haven’t brushed your teeth yet. It’s so dirty, go brush your teeth now!"

"..." The little girl frowned: "But Auntie, my porridge..."

Song Qingwan thought, forget about the porridge, you might not even be here later, whether or not you’ve been dealt with by your dad is another matter.

Thinking like this, Song Qingwan directly lifted the porridge bowl, pulling her upstairs:

"Alright then, since you want to have your porridge so badly, Auntie will hold it for you. You go brush your teeth quickly."

"..."

Finally seeing the little girl go upstairs.

Song Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief and looked reproachfully at Lu Junhan, "Li Li’s still young, she doesn’t understand anything, you should just go along with her."

Lu Junhan gave her a casual glance, nonchalantly said: "See that smaller tree outside?"