The night was dark, there were only a few red candles lit in the room, and Duan Jingyan was only an arm's length away from her.

When they looked at each other, they could still see the candle flame reflected in his eyes, and the light was flickering, and his eyes were relaxed and calm.

Jiang Yaoxin has felt this way more than once, and these few times he has been in contact with him, it seems that he is easy to reveal a human side in front of him, not as cold and indifferent as in his impression, and it adds a fireworks.

Jiang Yao often couldn't help but think: Could it be that between the original body and this Emperor of Love, apart from the little milk baby, what other origins are there?

But she couldn't figure out why Duan Jingyan behaved so abnormally.

Yun Sleeve hugged the little prince and asked for a stand by at the door of the bedroom.

"The emperor's mother, the slave maid brought the little prince here."

"Come on", Jiang Yao's thoughts were interrupted, thinking that it would not be embarrassing to have a child on the side.

Cloud Sleeve lit a few more candles, and the room suddenly became bright, and after doing this, Cloud Sleeve retreated with interest.

Mother, you have to take advantage of the opportunity!

Yun Sleeve stood quietly outside the hall, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

The atmosphere in the room also suddenly quieted down, and Jiang Yao was amused in her arms with the child in her arms.

Little Ayao's big watery eyes flickered, very cute, maybe it was the tassels on the bed curtain that attracted his attention, the tassels swaying would also lead him to laugh, a pair of small hands waving in the air, lifting around is very naughty.

Duan Jingyan looked at the picture in front of him, his heart seemed to be touched by something, it was indescribable.

The person in front of him, with long black hair scattered on his side, no beaded ornaments on his head, and a light and plain face, but he felt very beautiful.

Just like that snowy night more than ten years ago, he pulled a little girl in the general's mansion, walked into Changfang Garden, and picked the first red plum that bloomed there.

Jiang Yao lowered her eyelids and could sense the sight above her head that couldn't be ignored, and this person was staring at herself in a daze.

There was silence for a while, and the little milk baby Xu listened to no movement, and pouted again.

"Wow-wow-two cries called back both absent-minded men."

Jiang Yao also has no experience with a baby, and this child looks very good when he doesn't cry, and this cry really makes her helpless.

"Don't cry, what's wrong", Jiang Yao shook it in her arms at this time, but it was useless.

The earth-shattering sound of the child's crying made Jiang Yao at a loss, and turned her gaze to Duan Jingyan, who was sitting on the side, with a hint in her eyes.

What to do?

How do I know!

"Don't cry, for the Father commands you not to cry."

Jiang Yao resisted the urge to roll her eyes, you and a little milk baby who has just been born for a few days and doesn't know who you are, what kind of orders do you say or not.

I don't know if it's because of this person's slightly tough tone, the little milk baby cried even harder.

"It won't be peeing your pants", Jiang Yao thought about it as if a child would cry when he peed his pants.

Jiang Yao probed his hand and touched it, but there was no moisture in the quilt.

"No pants pee!"

"Don't cry, little baby! Little Yao! Little Baby! ”

"Don't cry, don't cry."

The two of them were very good, but the kid didn't want to pay attention to their tendencies in the slightest.

"No, no, no, this won't work."

Jiang Yao hurriedly jumped out of bed, held the little milk baby in her arms, and walked around the room, swaying.