Xiao Yanbao's sentence "My grandmother is not dead" came to his lips and stopped urgently.

But after all, he was only three years old, and he couldn't control it, so he simply slapped his little hand on his little mouth.

The strength is a little strong, not to mention that Mu Ling was surprised, but the letters outside the door were stunned.

Mu Ling hurriedly looked sideways at the little guy.

"Yanbao, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Xiao Yanbao rolled his eyes wide, and wanted to tell his uncle, but there was someone next to him.

The little guy let go of his little hand, and the urn snorted.

"Doudou, Yan Bao's mouth was suddenly disobedient, and Yan Bao patted it."

Mu Ling thought that Xiao Yanbao was uncomfortable, and when she heard her innocent words, there was a doting smile on her cold face.

"Silly!"

Xiao Yanbao shook his little head to justify.

"Doudou, Yan Bao is not stupid, Yan Bao can be bright (smart)~"

The little guy tilts his little head up, lifts his little chin, and his little expression is more arrogant and more arrogant, and how confident he is to be confident.

Mu Ling was amused again.

The pampering under the eyes almost overflowed.

"Okay, good, our Yanbao is the smartest, and we are the smartest children in Kyushu Shikoku!"

Wen Xin and Mama Xu, who was waiting next to her, bowed their heads and smiled.

Xiao Yanbao is very polite and reciprocal, and he praised Mu Ling with a small mouth.

"Doudou is also the most greasy (severe) general in the four countries of Belly Pocket (Kyushu)!"

Mu Ling couldn't be happier.

Such a little baby, he really can't wait to hold it in his arms.

Seeing his uncle smiling happily, Xiao Yanbao also smiled.

Laughing and laughing, the little belly growled.

Mu Ling was surprised.

"Yanbao is hungry?"

Xiao Yanbao hurriedly shook his head, covering his little belly with his little hands.

"I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm going to be hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry...... Yanbao ......"

Mu Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Sick belly?"

Zhiyi brought the tea over, Mu Ling took a cup and blew it gently.

Xiao Yanbao shook his head hurriedly, his tender little face began to flush, and his eyes fluttered.

I couldn't hold it back, and Xiao Yanbao, whose little face was crimson, stumbled out a sentence.

"Doudou, Yanbao wants to ...... I want to poop ......"

The corners of Mu Ling's mouth twitched.

Then he took a sip of tea and tried to tell Xiao Yanbao with a calm face.

"Yanbao, you are a little girl, little girl should pay attention to civilized language."

Xiao Yanbao thought hard and quickly held back a sentence.

"Doudou, Yanbao's ass wants to vomit."

didn't wait for Mu Ling to speak, Xiao Yanbao, who wanted to vomit on his ass, covered his little fart, and ran wildly towards the thatched house in the backyard with his little short legs.

Mu Ling, who lowered his head and drank tea, was directly choked by the tea.

"Poof!"

Mama Xu knew that she wanted to laugh and didn't dare to laugh, and the little county lord was too anxious to catch up.

The whole person was trembling.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha! The little princess is so cute...... Butt wants to vomit...... Burst...... Hahaha......"

Mu Ling, who had spilled the tea, glanced sideways and asked three times in a row.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion at the door has been sent away?"

"Has the queen of Nanxiang State been carefully investigated?"

"Has the specific time for Fu Ling'an, the lord of the Beiyuan Kingdom, to leave Kyoto?"

Letter: "......"

Mu Ling stood up and went back to his room to change his clothes.

The bitter Wenxin decisively ran to the gate and drove people away.

Xiao Yanbao was embarrassed to go to Mu Ling after spitting out.

The little guy is small, but he also knows how to be ashamed.

So I went straight back to my room and lay on the bed.

even covered his little self with a quilt.

Mama Xu looked at it knowingly and picturesquely, trying to hold back her laughter.

Mama Xu: "The little county lord shows his head, otherwise he will hold back himself." The little county lord is only three years old, and it is normal for him to occasionally can't hold back and think of Gong. ”

Xiao Yanbao's muffled little milk voice came out from under the quilt, and a pair of little feet came out of the side of the quilt, rubbing and rubbing like hemp rope.

"Yanbao lost the dead silver (person) ......"

Zhiyi and Picturesque almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Zhiyi hurriedly persuaded her.

"The little county lord is not ashamed, the little county lord is very cute!"

Picturesque followed the call.

"That's right! The slave maid has never seen a more lovely child than the little princess. ”

Xiao Yanbao's whole person began to twist up in the quilt, arching one after another, like a caterpillar.

"No, no, no...... What are you talking about...... Yan Bao knew that Yan Bao had lost his silver...... Whoop...... Yanbao lost his silver and threw it to Doudou's house...... Yan Bao has no face to see silver......"

Mama Xu couldn't hold back her knowledge and picturesqueness, and was amused by the fairy tale words of the little county lord.

Xiao Yanbao: "......"

Xiao Yanbao, who had just poked his little head out of the quilt, grabbed the quilt with his little claws, and silently retracted into the quilt.

Mama Xu smiled louder and laughed louder.

No more!

Is the little county lord planning to kill them?

The three of them were about to burst into laughter.

Mu Ling, who changed his clothes and came to look for Xiao Yanbao, arrived at the door of the room.

"What are you laughing at? So happy. ”

Picturesque and lively, I said it right away.

"General, the little county lord is so cute, we are all so cute that the little county lord is so cute."

Zhiyi also smiled, hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and tried to stand up straight.

"General, it's true that the little county lord is so cute, the slaves and maids really can't help but want to laugh."

Mu Ling walked over, looked at the two of them, and then looked at Mama Xu.

Mama Xu also smiled, and the fine lines in the corners of her eyes came out.

"General, hurry up and coax the little county lord, the little county lord is ...... When I came back after spitting up, I stuffed myself in the cup, saying that I was ashamed to throw it into ...... I was left at my uncle's house. ”

As she spoke, Mama Xu laughed even harder.

Mu Ling also smiled, but he had better self-control and smiled very reservedly.

After signaling Mama Xu and the others to go out, he walked quickly to the bed, gently lifted the quilt, and fished the little guy out of the quilt.

It was gone.

Xiao Yanbao hurriedly covered his face with his little hands.

"Don't look at Yanbao in a circle...... Yanbao lost his dead silver...... Yan Bao has no face to see silver...... Whoop ......"

It is rare to see such a lively and cute side of Xiao Yanbao, and Mu Ling's eyes and eyebrows are full of smiles.

Afraid that the little guy would feel embarrassed, Mu Ling tried his best to hold it down, so that his expression looked the same as usual.

"Don't be ashamed, my uncle's words are the cutest!"

Xiao Yanbao quietly looked out from between his fingers.

Seeing his uncle's expression as usual, Xiao Yanbao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?"

Mu Lenn sighed and took the little one into his arms.

"When did my uncle deceive Yanbao?"

Xiao Yanbao subconsciously shook his head.

Mu Ling was finally able to laugh again, but he didn't dare to mention this stubble again.

"Let's go, uncle will take Yanbao to build a snowman."

Xiao Yanbao nodded heavily, but immediately thought of the huge painting.

"Toudou, wait."

Mu Ling looked at her puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yanbao asked him softly.

"Doudou, didn't you really see the giant painting last night? It's big, big, and you can see it as long as you look up. ”

Mu Ling shook his head.

Xiao Yanbao frowned.

"Doudou, didn't you look up last night?"

Mu Ling really raised his head last night.

It has also been lifted quite a few times.

"Yanbao, my uncle looked up, but my uncle really didn't see the huge painting."

After speaking, Mu Ling asked Xiao Yanbao.

"Can Yanbao tell my uncle what kind of painting it is? What are you drawing? ”

Xiao Yanbao nodded at the melon in his little head, and stumbled to tell all the things he saw on the huge painting last night.

Mu Ling's first thought after hearing this:

Is this sure to be seen, not a child's whimsical dream?

"Yanbao, did you fall into a coma yesterday?"

Xiao Yanbao shook his head decisively, puffing out his cheeks and explaining seriously like a little adult.

"Wood has! Doudou, Yan Bao was asleep on the street last night. ”

Without waiting for Mu Ling to speak, Xiao Yanbao hurriedly asked Mu Ling.

"That's right, Doudou, Sen is Jin Senli (spiritual power), Sen is the funeral (corpse) emperor? Is Sen a Class 4 (S)? ”

Mu Ling: "......"

Mu Ling was directly stunned.