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Chapter 201 Reminiscing about the past, pitiful

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    The little girl twisted her little butt, with a playful hair on her fluffy little head, shaking and shaking with the little girl's movements, it was so loud.

    "Sister Yue'er, tomorrow Sisi will wear the red dress that my father gave to Sisi, and I will also put in the beautiful hairpin that my wife gave you today, the one with shiny gemstones on it~"

    "Okay, the servant girl will prepare it for the little princess."

    Yue'er was very obedient to He Liansi's request, and agreed with a smile.

    The bright moon was in the sky, it was getting late, and the beloved little cloth bag was embroidered. After washing, the little girl climbed onto the bed and went to sleep.

    Maybe it's because I'm going to the Imperial College to flirt with beautiful boys tomorrowah no, no, what kind of flirting with pretty boys, I want to go to school!

    He Lian is a small person, lying on the bed in a "big" shape, with grape-like watery eyes staring at the bright yellow bed curtain,

    Gurgling around, in her small head, it was like looking at flowers on a horse, and there were rows of beautiful men of all kinds, waving and posing at her, this cute little girl.

    Thinking about it, the crystal clear saliva, it couldn't help but want to flow out of its small mouth.

    "Suck it~!"

    He Liansi's little face tilted up, sucking saliva, wiped the non-existing saliva with her white, tender and chubby little hands, and smiled cheerfully and silly.

    Sisi said it well, three thousand beautiful men, starting from the baby!

    Starting tomorrow, Sisi will work hard for his own harem in the future!

    "Hee hee~"

    The little girl gave a smirk, grabbed the small lotus root pink quilt, wrapped it around her small body, and the little person stepped from the side of the bed,

    Gu Lulu rolled to the innermost side of the bed, rubbed his fluffy head against the cool silk and satin quilt, and closed his eyes.

    ?Good night, Sisi is going to find little brother Zhou Gong, and listen to the story told by little brother Zhougong~

    Prime Minister's Mansion.

    "You'er, I'm going to the Imperial College tomorrow, and I have to listen to my master's advice. Do you know that you can't eat cakes in the hall? There's more"

    Wen's grandmother was worried, and personally prepared things for He Lianyou to go to the Imperial College tomorrow, and she forgot to explain it in a long way.

    He Lianyou had already washed and changed the little white coat he wore for sleeping, and now he was sitting quietly on the bed with his legs crossed,

    A head of slightly short black hair, a small white and tender face, as if water can be squeezed out, jet-black eyes,

    Looking at Wen's grandmother who was tidying things up, her curled eyelashes flickered from time to time, and she nodded occasionally to show that she was listening, obediently.

    Wen's grandmother looked at her and felt that she loved her tightly. She reached out and touched He Lianyou's head. There was a loving smile on her well-maintained face.

    Wen Renyu sat on a pear-blossom wooden chair in the room with his legs crossed, watching the scene of Zuci and Sunxiao, he felt his teeth sore,

    ? Back then, when I was still a five-year-old child, the night before I went to the Imperial College, I was self-reliant and silently packed the small cloth bag,

    The next day, I took my father's carriage along the way, and when I arrived at the gate of the Imperial College, I wanted to be reluctant to part with my father, but fortunately, my expression was not good enough,

    ?My father frowned, and twisted it down with one hand, looked at himself coldly, and said in disgust,

    "Big man, what does Mo Mo Chi Chi look like?"

    So far, this sentence is still deeply remembered in the heart of the Prime Minister, and it is deeply imprinted on the young mind of Wen Renyu, who was five years old at the time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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