Ling Ziliang put the fan away and handed it to Yan Nian. Yan Nian freed up a hand and took the fan with some difficulty, because the little bun kept rubbing in Yan Nian's arms. Yan Nian was afraid that the little bun would fall back, so he held it

It was very tight, and it was not easy to free my hands. I took the fan and hugged the little bun.

Ling Ziliang saw that Yan Nian was unable to look at the fan, so he brought Little Baozi over, but Little Baozi refused and struggled in Ling Ziliang's arms. Yan Nian scratched Little Baozi's nose, and Little Baozi covered his nose and stopped making noises. He was happy.

looked at Yan Nian.

Yan Nian opened the fan, and there were four words written on it: "A gentleman is like jade." Yan Nian looked at the exquisite writing on the fan, with dense and eclectic textures, elegant and casual, such beautiful handwriting. Yan Nian couldn't help but boast:

"Good calligraphy." Then he raised his head and looked at Ling Ziliang and said, "Thank you, Master, it's such a good calligraphy."

Ling Ziliang glanced at Meng Xian with a look, and then said: "It's not a big deal." He pinched the little bun and pointed at the words on the fan: "Luoming, look, uncle wrote it, does it look good?"

Yan Nian looked at Ling Ziliang with a dark look. Little Baozi probably couldn't read yet, and she didn't know what looked good or bad. Meng Xian came over and said: "A gentleman is like a jade, these four words are really suitable."

Master Yan."

Yan Nian smiled, then carefully put away the fan, raised his head and said to Meng Xian: "I am really ashamed to praise you so much."

Meng Xian smiled and didn't speak, and Yan Nian didn't speak either. Ling Ziliang looked at these two people and didn't know what to say, so he simply shut up. But Xiao Baozi couldn't stand it any longer. Why didn't he say anything? Then he opened his mouth

Mouth: "Yeah, yeah, Yan Yan."

Yan Niancai stopped smiling and looking at Meng Xian, turned around and walked to Ling Ziliang and hugged the little bun. Ling Ziliang tapped the tip of the little bun's nose and said: "Youngster, you know how to call me Yan Yan, but not uncle, hum."

Who knew that just when Ling Ziliang put his hand down, the little bun said to Ling Ziliang: "Uncle...Uncle."

Ling Ziliang opened his mouth and stared at the little bun, then looked at Meng Xian. Meng Xian nodded. The little bun looked at Ling Ziliang and said again: "Uncle...Uncle." Ling Ziliang finally realized what he was doing. He was crazy with joy and at a loss.

Looking at the little bun, I wanted to hug him but I was afraid that I would be too excited and use too much force.

After thinking about it, he decided: "Luoming, you are so good, uncle will prepare delicious food for you." After saying that, he pulled Meng Xian and ran to the kitchen, leaving the little bun holding Yan Nian to look at them.

As the figure walked away, Yan Nian looked at Meng Xian's figure and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This man is not simple."

——I said, are you really making food? Then why are you dragging Meng Xian along?

At the same time, Sang Qiqi was already standing at the door of Yifangyuan. She raised her head and looked at the palace. The air-conditioning was so strong that Sang Qiqi couldn't help but rub her arms to adjust her mood, and then took a deep breath.

He prepared to go in at once, but when he reached the door, a maid stopped Sang Qiqi.

Sang Qiqi raised his eyes slightly and looked at the maid intently. Then he twitched his lips and said with a weak smile: "Please tell me, sister, that Sang Qiqi is here to see Princess Linglong."
Chapter completed!