Chapter 30: The Battle of the Hundred Regiments
The little guy jumped up excitedly, and the little legs that looked short and chirped quickly ran and rushed over, hitting Nangong Shiyuan headlong, and was bounced back and staggered back a few steps.
Compared to Nangong Shiyuan, her own head may be more painful, but Xiaobao didn't care at all, and raised her sunny smile to show a silly smile.
"Daddy, Daddy, you're back!"
A certain cheerful milk ball looked too excited, holding the man's hand and rubbing it, like a clingy little milk cat.
Nangong Shiyuan sighed softly, hugged the little group of people, and rubbed her forehead with her fingers, which was a little painful.
"Why are you so stupid, slow down next time."
Xiaobao crossed his feet, "I know~"
Nangong Shiyuan inadvertently turned the little man in his arms in his arms, after this period of feeding, she not only looked like she had grown meat, but the weight of her hands also increased significantly.
However, it is still a piece of cake for Nangong Shiyuan.
Nangong Qichen on the other side was stunned when he watched Xiaobao rush out and hug his father without pause.
When he saw his cold-faced and majestic father pick up the child, he was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground!
This...... This is his father who frowned coldly and looked impatient when facing their brothers?!
This is their father who is decisive in killing, full of anger and makes people dare not approach at all, even their own sons are afraid to walk?!
If it weren't for the face or that face, he would even think about it in a big way, whether his father had been replaced!
Xiaobao was still hugging his father's neck, and his soft little face was sticking to it, and he was talking with a small mouth, looking happy.
Fuhai couldn't help but sympathize with the shocked and stupid look on the face of the six princes, poor six princes, who made you not a little princess.
And this face doesn't know his own father really looks stupid.
Nangong Shiyuan met his gaze, and held the villain in his arms with one arm, and his voice was deep.
"What's that look on your face?"
Xiaobao beckoned happily, "Brother, come here, come over to Daddy." ”
Nangong Qichen came back to his senses at this time, and saluted in a trance.
"Father."
Nangong Shiyuan replied lightly: "How are your studies?" ”
In the face of his sons, they were in awe of him, and he didn't know how to get along with his sons, and every time they met, it was like the emperor and his courtiers getting along.
The father and son have feelings, but not much.
This is the normal mode of most fathers and sons in the royal family.
Like Xiaobao, who is as sticky as he is not afraid of Nangong Shiyuan at all, he doesn't have it at all.
The young man who was originally fresh and proud when he was with Xiaobao also restrained the expression on his face at this moment, and answered his academic questions meticulously and uprightly.
Xiaobao looked at his father and then at his brother, and always felt weird.
When it was time for dinner, the little milk ball got down from his father's arms, his soft little hand took his big hand, and the other grabbed his brother's palm, showing a sweet smile to both of them.
"Daddy brother, let's go to dinner~"
Nangong Shiyuan and Nangong Qichen were stunned at the same time, and the father and son looked at each other and quickly looked away.
Nangong Qichen is very nervous in front of his father now, and he doesn't dare to say anything more.
The image of his father has always been majestic in his eyes, like a huge mountain that cannot be climbed, and his strong sense of oppression and his indifference to everyone make him dare not face it even as his own son.
Not to mention eating with my father.
He opened his mouth and was just about to refuse Xiaobao's proposal when he heard his father speak.
"Let's do it together."
The voice was still as cold as ever, but it made Nangong Qichen blushing and his neck thick with excitement in his heart.
After all, he was only a twelve-year-old child, how could he not crave his father's attention, but he didn't dare.
Xiaobao held his dear father with his left hand and his brother with his right hand, shaking his head happily, with a majestic and high-spirited appearance, and his little short legs were about to step out of the right step.
There are a lot of delicacies on the table, and as a son, Nangong Qichen has eaten with his father for the first time since he can remember, and the whole person is too restrained.
Seeing that the chubby snow-white milk dumpling was vigorously serving vegetables in the bowl of the tall man next to him before he even started eating, Nangong Qichen was envious.
But he didn't dare to do it.
"Daddy, daddy, eat big fish, it's Xiaobao who catches it!"
Nangong Shiyuan had already heard about Xiaobao going to the imperial garden pond to catch a big fish and send it to the imperial dining room.
So I wasn't too surprised by her words.
He was just curious, "How did you catch it?" ”
This fish has been eaten in several ways, and nearly half of the dishes on today's table are made of fish, which shows that the carp is really big.
Speaking of this little Poco, he came to the heart, and he had to beautify how he caught the big fish, and he almost had to say that he was a superhero and a big fish battle for 300 rounds.
Nangong Qichen couldn't listen to it, and dismantled the stage and said, "Didn't you grab the tail of the fish as soon as you lay on the ground and pick it up?" If I'm not mistaken, I almost fell off my ass because I didn't hug it. ”
"Brother!"
Xiaobao, who was exposed, pouted and struggled unconvinced.
"Xiaobao is fighting with the big fish in his heart!"
Nangong Qichen looked at him with contempt, and regained his true nature for a while.
"Eat, eat without speaking."
Nangong Shiyuan's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the two big-eyed and small-eyed children finally quieted down.
But after such a while, Nangong Qichen was indeed not so nervous, although he was extremely excited during the whole meal.
Nangong Shiyuan also sandwiched some vegetables into Xiaobao's bowl, although he didn't say it, but every time he watched the little guy eat fragrantly, his cheeks were round, and he had a sense of satisfaction in his heart to raise his daughter.
After eating, Nangong Shiyuan suddenly wanted to test his homework, and Nangong Qichen suddenly withered.
Xiaobao happily ran after his father's little tail behind his buttocks.
"Daddy, you take the Xiaobao test, Xiaobao is amazing."
Nangong Qichen "............"
He really admired this stupid sister who had no head and no brains, as if he didn't know what it was to be afraid.
Nangong Qichen walked over hard, because he was nervous, he made a few mistakes when he was taking the school exam, but fortunately, he also studied seriously when he was in class, so there was no big problem.
Nangong Shiyuan nodded lightly: "Take Xiaobao out to play." ”
As soon as Xiaobao heard it, he knew that his father was going to be busy again, so he sticked to it sticky, pulling his father's palm and rubbing his fleshy little face.
Who doesn't like a well-behaved and soft look.
"Daddy, you have to pay attention to your body, don't be too tired."
The little guy's milky voice is really laughable.
But Nangong Shiyuan has gone from being awkward at the beginning to getting used to now, and can nod calmly in response to her.
Nangong Qichen was once again stunned by the way the father and daughter got along.
He didn't dare to borrow 800 guts!
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