The little sugar pot and the little honey pot have been more than four months, and they have just become familiar with turning over, rolling around and peeling very much, and often looking around on the small bed with a smile.

But when you look at it, you may feel a little impatient lying on your stomach, and you will turn over awkwardly, roll on the small bed in a round, and bump into your brother or brother, and the two brothers giggle, and they don't know what they have been happy all day long.

Zhaomei and Zhaozhu watched these two children carefully all day long, and often played with them, and were often amused by them.

Jikong has been busy in meditation recently, and it seems to be a long, long time since the last time I saw Mo Shu.

Jikong has been a little absent-minded these days, no matter what he is doing, he seems to be in a daze.

Sun Qing saw it and revealed to him very considerately: "Recently, Princess Mo seems to be a little busy, and even the children don't hug it often." ”

Junkong glanced at him coldly, "Quack." ”

But I couldn't help but think of the appearance of those two little things in my mind.

Those two children are still very cute.

It is fragrant and soft, white and tender like water tofu, and the smile is extremely pleasant.

As a mother, she didn't even hold her child?

What the hell is she up to?

Thinking so, the pen in his hand did not move for a long time, and the ink fell down the tip of the pen on the fine rice paper, and soon blurred the handwriting underneath.

Sun Qing coughed lightly and said, "Anyway, Princess Mo is also your lifesaver, do you want to help take a look at the child?" It's a reward. ”

Junkong glanced over again, and said coldly: "Okay, then let's go and see those two little things." ”

Poor little thing.

Even his mother didn't want to hug it, so he had to lend a hand to him, who didn't know if it was his uncle or uncle.

Soon arrived at Moxiang Garden.

Pushing the door open, he found that the living room of Moxiangyuan had been turned into a children's playground at some point.

There was a layer of unknown material on the ground, all kinds of colors, and the girl Zhaomei and the two babies were so big on the ground, looking strange.

Junkong looked at it, bent down with some curiosity and pressed it.

Soft.

The two children lay down and slept on it, but it was very quiet.

The breeze passed through the hall, the children on the ground slept well-behaved, and the weather was not too hot.

Zhaomei didn't fall asleep, and after getting up to salute, she said, "The princess is in the study, and the young masters have been sleeping for a while, so the slave and maid will go and spread the word." ”

Junkong felt that he had come at the wrong time, and the purpose of his coming here was to help the woman take care of these two little hairy children.

Now that the children are sleeping, there is no excuse for them to stay.

If Zhaomei was really asked to report to the woman, then what had become of him?

If there is some people who can't figure it out, they will think that he covets that woman.

Junkong felt that he couldn't be taken advantage of, and said, "No need, it's okay left and right, just pass by and come in to have a look, not looking for her." ”

Zhaomei was a little surprised, then nodded, and said: "Princess Mo has been a little busy recently, and often has no time to eat on time, if the master has nothing to do, can you help the slave and maid persuade the princess?" She had been in the study for a long time, and she had never even drunk a sip of water. ”

Jun Kong frowned and said, "How can you keep the children full without drinking water?" ”