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Just listen to a certain little girl in Helian, squinting her sleepy eyes, drooping her small eyelids, her pink and tender face, her expression with earnestness, and her soft and waxy voice,
"Second Brother, be good, Sisi is so sleepy, wake up and play with Second Brother~"
The little girl's voice became softer as she spoke, and when she reached the last syllable, it was already moaning as thin as a mosquito, her small body tilted,
The little fluffy head was about to bury the military book in Helianci's hand. Helianci was startled, and let go of the hand holding the little girl's skirt,
? To catch the little girl's crooked little face, the pink and tender touch of the little girl's cheeks,
Let He Lianci's heart, which is as calm as a pool of stagnant water, rippling slightly, circle after circle, like a feather lightly passing over the tip of the heart, and like warm flowing through the heart lake.
The little girl didn't realize it, like a soft little milk cat, her pink and tender cheeks rubbed against Helianci's palm, her little mouth moved, as if she was whispering something softly, but she couldn't quite hear it. real.
The small cloth bag hanging on the little girl swayed back and forth with He Liansi's movements at this moment,
The shining three words 'cute' are extremely eye-catching under the golden sunlight.
Because the little girl slept last night, it was inevitable that she would stay up late again this morning. When she went to the Imperial College, Changying came to pick her up in person, and she left in a hurry.
He Lianci also didn't notice that there was something special about the little girl's little cloth bag. At this time, her black eyes fell on the little girl's little cloth bag,
There are three words "little cute" shining brightly, the corners of the lips are slightly curved imperceptibly on the sickly pale face, and the bottom of the eyes is stained with a smile.
Um, cutie? It's obviously a little counselor, or, a little crying bag, a little complainer.
"Your Highness, Second Prince, give the little princess to the servant girl, and the servant girl will carry the little princess back to the bedroom to rest."
Yue'er spoke softly, looking at the little princess who had fallen asleep on the hands of the third prince, Yue'er was really distressed.
Alas, the emperor only let the long guards come to pick up the little princess, and he didn't allow himself to follow the little princess, and he didn't know if the little princess was not used to being in the Imperial College.
Although I was a little reluctant, but the black eyes fell on the little girl's sleepy little mouth with her mouth slightly open, she must be really sleepy.
He Lianci nodded, and Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and carefully took the little girl.
"Well¡¡"
He Lian snorted softly subconsciously, He Lianci and Yue'er both breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that the little girl would wake up.
Fortunately, He Liansi just pouted her little mouth, moved her little body, grabbed Yue'er's skirt with her little short hand, and fell asleep peacefully again.
The two breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, Yue'er nodded to Helian Ci who was sitting in the wheelchair, and then gently carried the little girl towards the bedroom.
He Lianci's eyes followed the little girl all the time, until Yue'er carried the little girl into the bedroom and couldn't see the little girl anymore, so Helianci looked away.
Drooping eyes, if Youtan's black eyes fell on the book of war, what happened to He Lianci, and he didn't want to read any more,
The pale fingers resting on the brocade robe moved, and looked at his legs. On his sickly pale face, the bottom of his eyes was stained with a bit of sadness, and a faint, bloodthirsty glint.
Wen Changle
Knowing a child is like a mother. Seeing Helian Ci like this, Liangui doesn't understand. Thinking of his other people's legs, Liangui's heart is sour, and the corners of his mouth are even more bitter.
Her bestowed son, what a smart child, but those legs (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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