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Chapter 323 Letter from the Little Princess

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    After finishing speaking, his cheeks were flushed with a layer of crimson, like a shy little rabbit, very cute and harmless,

    Nanrong Jinghua's cold face was as soft as the spring water that melted in the warm sun in winter. He gently rubbed the little girl's soft hair,

    "good."

    "Aww, thank you Master!"

    He Lian raised her face happily, showing her two small canine teeth, and smiled sweetly at Nanrong Jinghua.

    Nanrong Jinghua took the little girl's smile into his heart, raised his eyebrows lightly, landed his fingers on his side face, and tapped twice,

    Although you can't see clearly the eyes under the long silk of your wife, but as a senior little scumbag, He Lian can understand it in seconds,

    The white, tender and fleshy little hands grabbed Nanrong Jinghua's silver robe, and the little face leaned over, right on the side of Nanrong Jinghua's face,

    "Baji~" A sweet, sweet and soft kiss fell down, exclusive to He Liansi's cute little kiss.

    Nanrong Jinghua's divine face, thin lips slightly curved, revealed the joy of the moment,

    A certain Sisi squinted his eyes, pretending to be good-looking even though he was getting cheap, holding Nanrong Jinghua's silver-white robe with his little hands, and the two Xiangxiang kissed each other again,

    Afterwards, his small body tilted again, and his whole body fell into Nanrong Jinghua's arms, afraid of being caught,

    A certain fluffy little head rubbed against Master Xiangxiang's arms, closed his eyes, and made a waxy sound with his small mouth,

    "Well, Sisi is sleepy, Sisi is asleep, and Sisi doesn't know anything."

    It is not wanton to do things like molesting a godly and beautiful husband several times!

    Nanrong's eyes under Jinghua's long silk flashed a hint of amusement, and he pulled the folded quilt and put it on the little girl's body,

    "Well, we fell asleep wantonly."

    ?It rained heavily for most of the day, no matter how hot the summer heat was, it dissipated now, and when the wind blew, the coolness hit,

    He Liansi was already huddled in the arms of the beautiful fairy wife, but now that the blanket was covered, she felt warm in an instant.

    There was also the orchid-like voice of the master from above his head, which was soft and magnetic, and Helian, a nympho, was so intoxicated for a moment,

    The little man, with his small body, rubbed against Nanrong Jinghua's arms again, listening to the crackling rain outside the carriage,

    Well, let alone, Sisi is really a little sleepy.

    **

    It was approaching dusk.

    The pouring rain is still falling, and it has the meaning of getting bigger and bigger,

    In the imperial study room, Helian Nie had just had dinner, and after taking a bath, he went back to the imperial study room to read books and allusions, sitting lazily on the nanmu chair,

    The bright red dragon robe was loosely draped over the body, and the black hair was loosely draped over the shoulders. He was reading a classic in his knuckle-knit hands.

    "Butt, buckle."

    The door of the imperial study room was knocked, and the cold and hard voice of a long eagle sounded at the door,

    "Your Majesty, the Nanrong family sent someone into the palace to deliver a letter, saying yes, it was written to you by the little princess, do you want to accept it or not?"

    He Lian Nie paused when he was flipping through the classics, the brows on his handsome face were slightly raised, and the peach blossom eyes were stained with a smile,

    Ugly things write letters?  for myself?

    Didn't you say that you don't want him as a father?

    Even though he was thinking this way, thinking of that ugly thing writing a letter to himself specially, a certain villain tyrant felt a little happy inexplicably.

    Yes, even this ugly thing has a bit of conscience.

    Thinking this way in my heart, the expression on the handsome face was not showing half, and the gloomy and cold voice seemed to speak casually,

    "Submit it in."

    He wanted to see what kind of tricks that ugly thing could write.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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