Chapter 77: Yield

The milk baby couldn't understand the words of the two adults, his round eyes blinked, his little hand grasped the father emperor, and he tapped his small mouth and issued soft teeth.
Song Song pinched the picture book, and in his mind, he felt uncontrollable shame for replacing the two people in the picture book with himself and Li Xiao.
But Li Xiao is absolutely right, this is also his obligation. Although such a thing is very embarrassing, he is not exclusive.
There was a moment of silence between them, Song Song suddenly reached out, picked up his son, turned and went out.
When returning, Li Xiao was sitting on the bed watching him, Song Song walked towards him, sat down on the bed, and was silent again.
"I……"
Before he finished, Li Xiao said: "I don't want to let you have a baby again."
Song Song sat there motionlessly. Everyone was picking. In the end, Li Xiaoxian didn't hold back. He bullied him and kissed Song Song. He swallowed saliva before he even touched him.
The bed curtain was put down, and Li Xiao once again understood how rare and precious Song Song’s obedient and obedient is. He is a competent queen, a competent father, and a very competent lover.
His docileness almost has no basic bottom line when facing Li Xiao.
On the second day of rest, Li Xiao opened his eyes, and took a sharp breath around the person in his arms. Song Song was still asleep, his sleep was quiet, his breath was soft, and Li Xiao was familiar with the smell , Extremely fresh and tempting.
Song Song slept deeply, and was not affected by being sucked and kissed. When the fans woke up staring, Li Xiao had already practiced his sword and came back.
Later, when he realized that he would take a break today, Song Song yawned again, and his sleep fell again.
Li Xiao did not bother him.
Wipe his face in person, rinse his mouth with water, coaxing to eat something, and let him fall asleep again.
Multi-day eclipse, once satisfied the appetite, Li Xiao's joy is beyond words. He was in a good mood, and the court people who had been serving had done something. Some smart people saw the clues and secretly thanked Song Song for feeding the tiger.
Waiting for Li Xiao to be happy is a matter of Song Song's share, not to mention that they are also happy with each other, Song Song is not exclusive of such a thing.
However, he did not reject it, and he could not eat it every day. After feeding Li Xiao three days in a row, Song Song obviously felt that he was in low energy, and he shrunk in the same day and wrapped himself into a baby silkworm.
Li Xiao saw his unwillingness, and he had no choice but to eat, and turned to go out and hug his son in to play for him. Song Song looked at the obedient baby, and he got out of the quilt, and immediately hugged the man again. With a kiss, he reached out and pushed, "Don't press him."
Perhaps it was because of Song Song’s thoughts that the baby suddenly reached out and hit Li Xiao: "Ah!"
Li Xiao looked down at the little guy who was caught between the two. The face of this little thing was not as big as his slap, but the watery eyes were a little bit fierce.
Li Xiao asked him: "What are you fierce?"
"Yeah!" The baby hit him again, Song Song chuckled. The little guy's hands were small and short, and his fingers were thin. If Li Xiao was not too close to hug himself, he would not reach him at all.
He said: "You should squeeze him."
Li Xiaodao said: "If I embrace the queen, will he still have to agree with him?"
He talked and squeezed the baby’s face, and the little guy came to grab him immediately, but his arm was not flexible and he had no strength. Naturally, he could not push the father emperor away. After sliding a few times from the father emperor’s hand, his mouth suddenly flattened. .
In the next second, Song Song knocked Li Xiao's hand away: "Crying."
He gently patted his son to coax: "Okay, the bad father emperor was beaten away, not crying or crying."
The little thing's mouth was flattened for a while, and it was coaxed again.
Li Xiaodao said: "Is he cheating?"
"How old is it, where will it deceive people?" Song Song said: "It's not a little monster, is it?"
The last sentence is again to the baby.
His gentle and gentle appearance is strangely exciting.
Li Xiao couldn't help but hugged him over again, and the little baby caught in the middle immediately stretched his body, scratching his face with his claws, and making a sound.
Song Song had to push him away again: "Don't make trouble, you have to get angry again."
The days were comfortable, and they passed by very fast. Song Song watched the baby from turning his neck to turning and then sitting and crawling. He witnessed his growth a little bit, and he was countless satisfied.
He had a rough life in the past, but in this life he has been extremely comfortable, just like dreaming.
Sometimes I feel that everything that happened in the previous life is already a nightmare, and almost everything is left behind.
As the "prince son" of the little prince, Ji Ying gave Li Xiao the privilege to enter the palace. The little prince was really quite sticky to him. When he was about to leave, Song Song took him with a rope, and he was sloppy Zhao Jiying walked away.
When the child started to walk, he seemed to plop forward, and suddenly fell into Ji Ying's arms.
He grabbed Ji Ying's sleeves and looked at him, giggling when he hugged him.
Until he was a little older, when he first learned to walk on his own, he still grabbed Ji Ying's clothes corner and ordered him to say: "But remember to wait for nothing."
Ji Ying looked down funnyly at the little baby who was just a little higher than his knee: "Can you make it clear? I dare to call myself my dad."
"Dull and shit!" The little prince was very angry about his disobedience, and his small face bulged, exaggeratingly said: "I am stupid and shrunk!"
"You have both brainless and brainless problems, a lunatic and a fool, how can you believe what you say?"
The little prince glared at him, raised his small hands and patted his hard: "No dog to be indifferent to Emperor Hu!"
Ji Ying knocked off his soft little hand, squatted down to see him, and said: "It's worthy of being a mad, stupid child, stupid, little stupid."
The whole palace, who doesn't know that the queen is the heart of his majesty, loves the house and the black, and who dares to disrespect the little prince, Ji Ying must scold him every time he comes over, and the little prince burst into tears: "No, it's a paper!"
Ji Ying stretched out his hand to poke his small face, smiled and said: "Who is the son? Who is the son? Huh?"
The soft crown of the little prince's soft face, he was poked back and forth, back and forth again, an crouched down on the ground, unbearable, wowed crying.
Ji Ying couldn't help but want to laugh, hurrying to hug him again: "Silly? Silly? I was wrong, so I won't cry anymore."
The little prince is clever and honest, and still a bit old-fashioned. I don’t know if I have been with Song Song for a long time. I frowned all day long, just like a little adult. Ji Jiying couldn’t help but want to bully him.
But bullying was not good, he had to coax. He held the daze in his arms, and the little prince was hiccuped by his angry cry, and kept sobbing by his neckline: "Reverse paper!"
"Oh, I'm sorry." Ji Ying kissed him softly and said, "Don't cry? Little daddy? Daddy?"
The little prince has a flat mouth. He looks a bit like Li Xiao, but his temperament is more like Song Song, soft like a small dough.
In that box, I heard the moving Song Song coming out with a sullen face: "Ji Ying?!"
He was the last to see Jiying bullying his children. He stepped forward two steps and scolded: "Why did you mess with him again?"
In fact, not only Ji Ying, Li Xiao also likes to bully the baby, he is not happy in his heart, just stepped up to take over, he heard the little prince said: "No, no bullying."
"..." The little temper that was rebellious was also like Song Song. Song Song looked at his little red face without words, and his tears were still wet on his eyelashes. He already knew to protect his son: "He, he is good!"
The little prince was simple in mind and what Ji Ying said, because he told him that if he did not protect him, he would be beheaded by his father and his father.
Zhifu Mo Ruofu, he felt that Ji son was not so bad.
Ji Ying whispered quietly: "Xie dumb for help."
The little prince said: "Humph."
Song Song didn't feel angry, so he ignored them and said, "Your Majesty is not in the Yangxian Hall these days, do you know where he is?"
Ji Ying handed him his own daze and said, "The queen doesn't know, how can I know?"
"Is his condition stable?"
"It didn't show any deterioration." Ji Ying frowned, as if thinking of something, and said: "You don't have to worry too much, he can't be awakened, knowing that he's crazy to find somewhere else."
"Nonsense." Song Song blamed and reached out to wipe the face of the little prince, said: "Actually, I always think he has other meanings to let me go up with him."
"Cultivate you." Ji Ying said: "Everything is well prepared, he has to prepare for this disease with both hands, but looking at these two years is quite stable, as long as the days have not changed, there should be nothing else."
Song Song nodded and said, "I heard that he often goes to stargazing recently. You are close to the National Master. Help me to ask him what he is doing, don't do anything."
Ji Ying smiled: "Ling Yunzi's guy is terrible. Are you still worried that your majesty will look at him?"
"What nonsense?" Song Song was annoyed. "I'll cut your head again."
When the little prince heard it, he was suddenly excited: "Can't cut it!"
The two adults looked at him together, both smiling.
Ji Ying bid farewell to dumb, dad dare to wave small claws reluctantly, after seeing the pro-goose left, he was hugged back by his dad to read a book, softly asked: "I have all geese, so swollen. See Suna?"
"Why doesn't a son need to read a book?"
"Does Su Busu want to marry his wife?"
"...Who told you this again?"
"The emperor shrinks."
"Nonsense." Song Songdao ~EbookFREE.me~ is for yourself, not for anyone, you are the future prince, you should study hard, study martial arts, and become someone like your father and emperor in the future. "
The little prince was surprised: "I want to learn martial arts!"
"No matter how big, let your father emperor teach you personally." Song Song incarnate Xiang Xiang, said: "Your father emperor is the most powerful."
"How greasy is it?"
"The world is the best!"
Ji Ying walked out of the Yangxin Hall and met Li Xiao who came back. He saluted him, and Li Xiao walked straight through. Ji Ying suddenly said, "Your Majesty."
"What's the matter?"
"The queen asked a question today, and he knows that you often go to stargazing."
"How did you get back?"
"Cao Min said that His Majesty and the National Teacher were watching the rain and snow and the moon together every day, and they were affectionate and just ceremonial..." He didn't finish, seeing Li Xiao's eyes coldly, laughing: "Just kidding, but everyone in your majesty catches The queen is not a fool anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it for long."
"Then you need to cooperate with the National Teacher."
Li Xiao didn't want to say much, went straight in, Ji Ying straightened up, frowned slightly, and went away.
As soon as Li Xiao entered the door, he heard the queen boasting that she was the best in the world, and the cold expression suddenly eased. He walked in and said, "I was so powerful in Song'er's heart."
"Emperor Hu!" Li Xiao smiled and touched his little head, perhaps because Song Song often boasted about him in front of the little guy, the little prince was very respectful to him, and looked at him like looking at Mountain, Li Xiaodao said: "If you want to learn martial arts, start next spring, and you are not too young."
The little prince immediately showed an excited expression.
Song Song frowned, and when the two were together at night, they said, "Is it a little early?"
"He can't wait any longer."
"That's because he only knows that martial arts can get worse, but he doesn't know how hard it is."
Li Xiao turned over and put his hands on his face, asking: "How does Songer feel about me?"
"Your Majesty... is naturally a dragon and a phoenix among people."
"A man as tall and majestic as me, Song'er hasn't looked down on it before. If he has always been so powerless, how can he marry a concubine in the future?"
"...Why are you always talking about this? He even told me today that he doesn't want to study because he doesn't need a wife when he has a son."
"Otherwise, why do you say that I did everything so well?"
"Why, for what?"
"Naturally, I want to get a good understanding of Song'er."
Song Song: "..."
You can be really good.