When the child heard this, he burst into tears and laughed, "Father wants to make a promise, and he can't go back." ”

Pei Yuan pinched his eyebrows a little helplessly, "Hmm." ”

The child paused, remembering his father's world-famous widowed temperament, and he was still not at ease, so he said again: "By the way, my father has lived to this age, and he is only not disgusted with my mother, my mother is beautiful and beautiful, and you will not lose money if you marry her."

Therefore, the father must marry his mother into the door as soon as possible, otherwise after this village, there will be no such shop, and at that time, the father will regret it. ”

Pei Yuan laughed angrily.

This kid, in order to let himself marry his mother, really dares to say anything.

But......

Yizhu really made him not disgusted.

As for being pretty......

His mind swept over the girl's immature but faintly charming appearance......

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and called Gu Qian, "The little prince is too energetic, take him to practice." ”

The child wailed, why did he want to let him go to martial arts practice with Gu Qian in a dignified manner?

"Father, it's about to be eaten, and the child will ...... after he finishes eating."

"Eat after practicing." Pei Yuan interrupted him.

The child wanted to say more, but Gu Qian took it away.

"Brother Gu Qian, be merciful to your subordinates......" The child clasped his hands together.

Gu Qian didn't pay attention to it at all, and directly carried him to the martial arts training ground.

Pei Yuan sat back in his chair, and his son's exaggerated wail could be heard in the distance.

He smiled, holding his forehead with one hand, and what his son had just said here burst into his mind without warning.

After a moment, he let out a low sigh.

……

In the next few days, Yizhu went to the Yuanwang Mansion every day to paint.

However, she didn't meet King Yuan again, and the child was there every day.

She sometimes came early, but as soon as she arrived at the Yuanwang Mansion, she saw the child standing on tiptoe and looking by the door.

When he saw her coming, he flew like a happy bird.

Every now and then, Yizhu couldn't help but open his arms, hugged him, and made him giggle, but he never got tired of it.

When she was painting, he obediently stayed with her, did not disturb her, and played alone.

When he was tired of playing, he slept on the couch, or dragged Biqing to the garden to fish.

But when Yizhu turned around, he could always see him.

Yizhu has never seen such a well-behaved child, and the key is that he is so smart and cute.

After a few days of getting along, she liked this child more and more.

This child's innocent smile seems to be able to heal people's hearts.

As long as you are with him, it seems that any troubles can disappear without a trace.

It took Yizhu eight days to paint this picture.

The last day is to color the diagram.

After the coloring, it's still early.

Yizhu looked at the painting on the table, her eyes were bright, and her slender fingers gently stroked the picture on it.

"Miss, this painting is so beautiful, so imposing." Biqing exclaimed.

The child also praised: "Zhuzhu is so powerful, looking at this picture, I seem to see the magnificence of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains." ”

Biqing nodded, "The little prince is right, the slave also thinks so, but she doesn't know how to express it." ”

Yizhu listened to the praise of the two of you, and I was a little amused.

"Whether it's good or not, I have to wait for the prince to see it." If Pei Yuan was not satisfied, it would be useless for a few of them to think it was good.

"I'm going to see if my father has returned." The child said that, and ran out with a cigarette.

Coincidentally, Pei Yuan came back earlier today.

As soon as the child ran out, he saw his father coming in through the door of the house.

"Father, Father, you're finally back." He ran out of breath, approached, grabbed his father's big hand, and pulled it in the direction of the wing, "Zhuzhu has something to show my father." ”