Ye Ziqi secretly glared at Feng Jiuchuan fiercely, this was bullying her and not being able to defend herself.

Wait!

Ye Ziqi secretly poked and poked him in the small book in his heart to make a note for him, and when he had a chance in the future, he would settle accounts with him.

Feng Jiuchuan wrote three more words on rice paper - 'little bun'.

"Do you know how to pronounce it?" Feng Jiuchuan asked.

The little meat bun that I just learned three words still remembers, and the chubby little finger pointed to the word 'small', "This one reads 'small', this reads bag." The last one is not recognized. ”

"The last one reads 'Zi'."

The little meat bun nodded obediently.

"How do you read it together?"

The little meat bun replied with kindness: "Little bun." ”

Small Meat Buns: ...... (There's always a bad premonition.) ）

Soon the voice of the father was heard.

"This was also given to you by your mother."

The chubby little face of the little meat bun is completely petrified!

"Mother, how many names do you want for me?" Little Meatbag blinked his bright eyes and asked suspiciously.

"I think about it. There are also small bean dices, small bean buns, small flower buds, small buns, and ......"

Ye Ziqi: ...... (This guy is screwed!) ）

Small Meat Buns: ...... (My father lied to me, didn't he?!) ）

Father-in-law Xiao: ...... (The emperor is really childlike.) ）

The few people below were happy, but Hachi in the void was made up and down by the alarm light, and his heart attack was about to be made.

Nima's, are you bright or not?

Is this girl kidding me?

Hachi almost scolded.

The unhappy little eight stared at Feng Jiuchuan who was teasing and smashing next.

Needless to say, the flickering of the siren was his fault.

This guy is dead!

At this time, Feng Jiuchuan was in a good mood, especially when he saw someone secretly gritting his teeth, but he didn't dare to attack, the corners of his lips rose, and he continued to fool his own son.

"Little Meat Bun."

Feng Junyi's little bun always felt strange when he heard his father call his little name seriously.

"Father, the son thinks you should call me Junyi. It's called a meat bun, and it hurts your majesty. ”

Ye Ziqi's eyes lit up, and he smashed it well.

Gonggong Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he listened to it, the little prince was really smart.

Feng Jiuchuan pinched his face, "Little meat bun." ”

Feng Junyi Small Meat Bun: ......

He didn't want to talk anymore.

Forget it, it's good that my father is happy.

After staying in the Heart Nourishing Hall for more than an hour, Ye Ziqi went back with a small meat bun.

In the middle of the night, Ye Ziqi felt someone approaching in a daze, but his eyelids were too heavy and he didn't open them, smelling the familiar smell, and fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Jiuchuan lay on her side and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms.

Ye Ziqi rubbed it naturally, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

A scarlet glow appeared on the side of the sky, and Gonggong Xiao stood outside the main hall again, looking in the other direction, and let out a long breath when he saw the emperor's figure.

Xiao Li's father-in-law took advantage of the gap and quietly asked, "Master, since the emperor likes Miss Song Yun, and the two have that kind of relationship, why don't they directly enter the harem?" ”

This way you won't have to climb every day. Bed.

Gonggong Xiao glared at him, he didn't want to say it, but in the end he couldn't help but want to complain, "This is probably the so-called love. Interesting. ”

Sneak around. Bed love. Interesting?!

Xiao Li's father-in-law stared in disbelief.

"It's not to be a big deal." Father-in-law Xiao reminded.

Xiao Li's father-in-law smiled, "Master, I understand this." ”