"You want to have a stomachache again?" Ling Yichen looked at An Xiaoqian, who was sitting in the chair.

The little girl shook her head, she still remembered the pain of the last time.

"Eat a little more and go in." The amount of sugar in the stomach will not only cause stomach pain, but also diarrhea.

"Don't." An Xiaoqian's delicate and delicate voice was raised, and the word "want" in it was still broken.

"Wu Bo, throw all the lollipops at me at once." Ling Yichen's voice couldn't be heard with joy and anger, and he looked at the little girl who was playing a little scoundrel.

"No, I'm done." There are so many lollipops that she is reluctant to throw away, and she eats as soon as she eats. However, "Rice comes." An Xiaoqian's mouth opened towards Ling Yichen, waiting, the meal is coming.

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When An Xiaoqian opened her mouth a little drooling, the meal was finally delivered to her mouth. The little girl's delicate little brow wrinkled dissatisfiedly, put the rice into her little mouth, and returned her eyes to the "little thumbgirl" in her hand.

It seems that it is a long way to cultivate a "little lady......

When sleeping, Ling Yichen hugged An Xiaoqian on the washstand, ignored her two little short legs struggling in the air, sandwiched her small body under her armpits, and let her open her mouth and patiently brush her teeth inside and out before letting her go to sleep.

"Badass." The villain who was brutally washed up was wearing a Bangbaole in his arms, and was thrown into the soft big bed by Ling Yichen, and his small body rolled a few times on the bed along the force, and the little fart fell out of the bed, hanging on the edge of the bed, and looked at him angrily with a shruggy curly hair. Again: "Badass! ”

"Can you sleep on your own?" Ling Yichen walked around, hugged her small waist, pulled her up, and put her into the bed.

"I can't." An Xiaoqian shook her head, for a year, her princess's room was empty most of the time, and An Xiaoqian didn't live in it for a few nights, she slept in Ling Yichen's room most of the time.

Ling Yichen had to walk down at her side, and sure enough, the little guy quickly got close to him, his little body lying on his chest hand and foot, his little head rubbing against his chest in a comfortable position, and a light sigh of satisfaction came out of his small mouth.

I don't know why, the little guy especially likes to sleep in his arms, just lie on his stomach all night and don't move, at first when she first came to Ling's house, she was able to sleep on his big bed with a 360-degree rotation, obviously it was pillow on his big hand before sleeping, but when she woke up tomorrow, she found that she had slept sweetly with his thighs, so it was okay, once she fell asleep and rolled on the ground, and her forehead hit the bedside table, swollen a big bag. From the beginning, the floor in Ling Yichen's room was all covered with fine soft blankets, and the two rosewood bedside tables were also thrown away by him, and when everything was properly laid, Ling Yichen felt that if he woke up one day An Xiaoqian slept by the door, he would not feel strange, this little guy was simply asleep and did not have a minute of silence, so with a wave of his hand, he decisively covered the floor up and down the Ling family with a layer of soft blankets, and let you roll!

Later, because of an illness, An Xiaoqian liked to sleep in his arms, Ling Yichen didn't move her, Ling Yichen put her aside, and after a while, she automatically and consciously wrapped up, Ling Yichen sometimes felt that An Suqian was like a puppy, and he had to find a warm nest to sleep peacefully, and his chest was her nest.

"Chenchen ......," the little girl lying in his arms called.

"Hmm."

"Today, the teacher said that all the children are the little princes and princesses of their parents."

"Hmmm......"

"Then why don't you have a mom and dad?" The little girl was a little puzzled, and her slender eyelashes pressed against his chest, blinking.

"Shallow Mom and Dad went far away." Ling Yichen touched her little head, "They just don't have time to come back and see shallow." ”

"Then you can't be a little princess?" The little head lifted up and looked at him earnestly.

"Of course you are." Ling Yichen kissed her forehead, there was something indistinct in his expression, and patted her little face: "Qianqian, you are my little princess." ”

"Really?" The little girl on her chest tilted her little head and looked at him a little puzzled.

"Really."

"Then why don't you let me eat a lollipop?" The little mouth pouted, and made a little aggrieved expression to show him.

"Because if you eat too much, you'll get sick." Ling Yichen stretched out his finger and scratched her cute little nose, "Shallow...... Anytime, I can give you whatever you want. ”

"Huh? It's true? An Xiaoqian covered her tall little nose with one small hand, and supported herself with one small hand, away from him.

"But I'm the only one who can't let you do anything to hurt yourself, shallow, I don't want to see you sick, understand?" Even if she was mischievous and couldn't stop every minute, he didn't want to see her lifeless. Born in the Ling family, what he has to face and learn is absolutely unimaginable to outsiders, self-discipline is the first one; Iron and blood, in order to go down in the rain and bullets, so as to become stronger, even if An Suqian is just a child, she is so different from him, different from everyone in the Ling family, whenever he sees her, even if he is coming from the bloody battlefield, he can instantly return to calm by her side.

"Okay." The rare tenderness in Ling Yichen's eyes made An Xiaoqian nod obediently, as if he had made an important decision, and the little guy said seriously: "Chenchen, I won't get sick in the future." ”

"Well, I hope so." How can anyone say that if you don't get sick, you won't get sick.

"Then I thought I really couldn't eat lollipops?" Coming back to this topic, it can be seen that lollipops are really her favorite.

"Only one per day."

"Three?" Seeing a little hope, the little girl who went straight to the girl's eyes lit up.

"One." Hang on.

"Two?"

"One." Stay the course.

"Okay." One is just one.

"Good." Ling Yichen patted the small hand on his chest that was propped up, "Now, sleep." ”

"Okay." An Xiaoqian obediently put her little head on his chest.

"You can't sleep in a bed?" Ling Yichen looked at her posture and raised her eyebrows, it was always not good to sleep on her stomach.

“…… Okay" The little body moved, rolled off him, formed a small ball, and obediently closed his eyes.

After a minute, I flipped over the position and slept in a chevron shape, and after another minute I flipped it over again and slept in a large zigzag.

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Half an hour later, Ling Yichen looked at the small lump of bedding and felt that she was almost rolling in it. Silent sigh: "Come up." ”

"Good!" A small group in the futon answered crisply, and the small body quickly got up and turned over to his body, and the little head rubbed in his arms, satisfied and light, "Good night, Chenchen." ”

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