"Uncle is here." Facing the little girl's innocent face and listening to her sweet voice, Benjamin Jones couldn't help but lower his voice.
"I'm so scared. Bad guys were in my dreams, and Mommy couldn't fight them off. Uncle Jones, will you protect little noonlight and Mommy in my dreams too?" The little girl, not yet three years old, spoke in her childlike way. Her eyes were as pure as black grapes, without a hint of impurity.
Catherine Ford's face was full of apology, "Lawyer Jones, I'm sorry, she's just a child, I..."
"Hmm, Uncle will protect little noonlight and Mommy in your dreams and defeat the bad guys, okay?" Benjamin Jones interrupted the woman's apology and spoke seriously to the little girl.
Little noonlight let out a sigh like a little adult, "Uncle Jones, you have to keep your word, okay!"
"Hmm, a gentleman's promise is irretrievable."
