Zhuo Ye rubbed "Little Baozi's" little head with pity and smiled softly: "I won't marry you, but I can still play with you!"
"But if you don't marry me, and don't marry my father, you will marry someone else sooner or later. If you marry someone else, you will leave the palace, and you can no longer play with me!" "Little Baozi" frowned with a look on his face.
Seriously.
Zhuo Ye reached out and scooped up the fragrant and soft little body of "Little Baozi", kissed his smooth and tender little face, and said with a smile: "Have you ever thought about it, when Xuan'er looks like
When the leaves are this big, they have become
You are an ugly old woman? Does Xuan'er want an old woman who is many years older than you to be your wife?" Zhuo Ye paused and then said coaxingly: "Zi Zi promised Xuan'er that as long as Ye Zi is in the palace, he will always accompany Xuan'er.
Let’s play, okay?”
"Little Baozi" grinned, stretched out his chubby hand to wipe Zhuo Ye's saliva from his face, frowned and looked at her in surprise, saying that he had never been bitten like this by anyone in his entire life... Although there were some
It's weird and I'm not used to it, but I don't seem to hate it either...
Zhuo Ye looked at "Little Baozi"'s movements with a very hurt look on his face! He actually disliked her saliva...
"Little Baozi" carefully considered Zhuo Ye's words, then frowned and said: "That's true... I still want a beautiful wife..."
Zhuo Ye was embarrassed and in tears! This little pervert...
"But... I still don't want you to leave the palace in the future..." He is not that easy to fool! "Little Baozi" pondered for a moment, and then nodded as if he had made up his mind: "I have decided! I can't let you go, so I'll let you go."
Just marry your father!"
Zhuo Ye almost choked on his own saliva again: "You kid, don't stop talking nonsense!"
"Cough!" As soon as Zhuo Ye finished speaking, a clear cough suddenly came from the door of the courtyard.
When "Little Baozi" heard this voice, his little body couldn't help but trembled, and then he instantly changed into a flattering and nervous face: "Father..."
"Zhuo Ye has met the prince." Zhuo Ye put down the "little bun" in his arms, stood up and turned his head, respectfully and distantly saluted Feng Linche who had walked into the courtyard. She decided that as long as he didn't mess with her in the future, she would do her best.
Don't offend this boss.
Glancing at the "little bun" who was looking at his father, Zhuo Ye felt a little guilty in his heart. He didn't know if Feng Linche had heard the conversation between her and the "little bun" just now...
Feng Lince nodded slightly to Zhuo Ye, glanced at the little bun, and then casually picked a stone bench in front of the stone table and sat down.
"I'm going to make tea." Zhuo Ye said, turning to leave.
"Where is Qiao Ling?" Feng Lince asked strangely.
"I sent her to fold flowers in the garden." Zhuo Ye stopped and replied.
In fact, Zhuo Ye was not used to having someone around him to serve him all the time, so he just found an excuse to play with Qiao Ling. Qiao Ling also had a little idea of the new master's temperament, and he was very obedient and sensible and tried not to be annoying.
she.
"Don't bother, I don't want to drink tea." Feng Lince called to Zhuo Ye who was about to leave again.