This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Chapter 754: Daddy I want to pee

A secret among men.

These few words almost didn't make Tsing Yi laugh out?

Just help this little **** with no hair, how dare you call yourself a little man?

Tsing Yi looked at Xiao Jue jokingly.

Count on your youngest son to keep secrets for you, can you?

If this little fool doesn't sell you, the sun will come out from the west.

Xiao Fuguang covered his mouth, looking flustered.

"What should Daddy do, Mommy knows!"

The little guy had a worried look on his face, his little brows were furrowed together, and his little face was full of flesh, just like a glutinous rice dumpling.

It really makes me want to take two bites!

"Go and play with the little **** in the pond, leave it to Daddy."

Xiao Fuguang nodded vigorously, and ran away with the fishing rod in his arms.

Tsing Yi looked at Fuguang's obedient manner, quite a feeling that the sun was coming out from the west.

What character is the cub she gave birth to, can she not know?

Fuguang, that little devil, is not so obedient in front of Mochi, right?

"Old white face, have you bewitched your son?"

Tsing Yi looked incredulous, "Or what kind of soul-enchanting spell did you put on him, how did he obey you?!"

"Beautiful mother, you are talking nonsense, Daddy is reluctant to attack me, hum! Don't wrong Daddy!"

The little guy shouted in the distance.

Tsing Yi's eyes almost turned green.

Pooh!

She is either dreaming now, or that brat must not be her son!

"Old Wang Ba, what did you do to my son? That's your own son!"

Xiao Jue stepped forward and tapped her on the head, staring:

"Jing is talking nonsense, how could I kill Guang'er?"

"What's the matter with that kid? He was obviously so unhappy with you, but now he has become your answer, and dare to challenge me?"

Tsing Yi, the old mother, was restless. She never imagined that one day, the old man Xiao Jue would threaten her family status? !

"It's said that it's a secret between men, so don't ask about it."

Xiao Jue pulled her into his arms, rubbing his chin on her forehead.

"A man!"

Tsing Yi dodged in disgust, staring at her with contempt.

"Hmph, don't ask if you don't ask. You old bastard, I looked down on you before."

Tsing Yi muttered, "Did you learn something new to confuse that little greedy ghost?"

"You too underestimate Guang'er, aren't you?"

Xiao Jue shook his head, "How can he be so easy to buy."

Not good enough to buy?

Tsing Yi pouted, the little devil who was tricked away with two elbows.

But let that little guy be as clever as a ghost, in front of you, the black-bellied old bastard, he is still no match.

Tsk, it seems that the good drama of the son's abuse of the father is not worth watching in the future.

Tsing Yi muttered, looking at the help of the little Wang Bawan who was lying on the ground, but his eyes did not soften.

Although the mouth is fierce, but seeing that the gap between the father and son has disappeared, how can Tsing Yi be unhappy in his heart?

However, when she thought of Yun Chao, she was always at ease.

The dark disease in his body and the son-mother pill are always hidden dangers. The sword has no eyes on the battlefield. If the child is injured...

How could Xiao Jue not see the change in her expression, "With Lao Chu here, I won't let Yun Chao have any trouble."

Tsing Yi pursed her lips.

"The child hasn't had a good life for a few days, and now he is on the battlefield again."

Tsing Yi frowned, she agreed that Yun Chao should stay on the battlefield in the West Sea, so she shouldn't be too long-winded.

But how could a mother not worry about her son?

If you don't see him for a day, it's like every three autumns. If that child is damaged, Tsing Yi will die of distress.

She hoped to protect Yun Chao all the time, let him be as carefree as Fuguang, and lead a free and unrestrained life.

But Yunchao had his own ideas, the person he wanted to be, and the appearance he wanted to become.

Tsing Yi should support him, so she didn't stop him.

But the truth is clear, but what is in your heart, how can it be so easy to control?

If you can control the emotions, it is not pure and without impurities.

"It won't take too long." Xiao Jue said with deep eyes, "Yun Chao will definitely get better."

Tsing Yi sighed faintly, driving away the gloomy emotions, and propped up a smile.

"I believe in you, and I also believe in Yun Chao!"

Their children must be the best in the world!

Tsing Yi only felt it for a while, but soon returned to her usual noble, cold, heartless, evil woman.

The family of three spent half a day in Qingjie's nest. The great emperor washed his hands, made soup, made a few dishes of elbows, and fed them to his daughter-in-law and son.

into the night.

The mothers clutched their bulging stomachs, and they had accumulated food for themselves.

Xiao Jue wrapped his arms around his daughter-in-law, with a fat doll lying on his chest, before coaxing them to sleep after a long while.

It's almost cloudy...

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

at night.

Fuguang and Tsing Yi have both fallen asleep.

The sleeping postures of the two girls are the same as domineering, crooked and twisted, and no matter how big the bed is, it is not enough for them to twist.

Xiao Jue got up and changed his robes, looking at their mother and son, the heart was full of warmth, and the mother and son would be tucked in by the corners.

Tsing Yi slept very deeply this night, Xiao Jue put some peace of mind during the meal tonight, enough for the mother and son to sleep until dawn.

He pulled out his little hand from Fuguang's mouth. This little guy has to eat his hands even when he sleeps.

Where did the bad habit come from?

Xiao Jue wiped the saliva off his hands and carefully took some blood from his fingertips.

Xiao Jue was already gentle enough, almost holding his breath, staring at Fuguang's little face the whole time, and seeing that the little guy was sleeping without any pain, he was relieved.

After taking a few drops of blood, Xiao Jue quickly exerted some divine power.

Although it was just a small wound like the eye of a needle, Xiao Jue felt extremely uncomfortable.

He frowned.

Alas, boys should practice more, but what's so distressing about this little wound?

I thought so, but when I looked at Fuguang's little fleshy face.

Xiao Jue wanted to be a hard-hearted old father, but he couldn't.

After taking the blood, Xiao Jue got up and was about to go out.

Not long after he turned around, there was a rustling movement behind him.

"Daddy..."

Xiao Jue paused, frowned and closed his eyes, sighing silently in his heart.

How did this little guy wake up?

He looked back.