Princess, be nice

Chapter 1705 Want to show off
Emperor's House.

Early in the morning, Yuan Changhuan woke up in Xie Ci's arms.

Xie Ci personally changed and washed her.

In short, everything that the servant girl did before was done by Xie Ci himself.

Xie Ci looked at his wife's beautiful eyebrows against the black hair, smiled contentedly, hugged him in his arms, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "My lady is so beautiful."

"When will I not be beautiful anymore?" Yuan Changhuan's peach blossom eyes slightly lifted up, and the end of her pale pink eyes, because of her smile, was like stars falling on the peach blossoms.

Beautiful.

Sure enough, the lady is the most beautiful no matter what time it is, no one can match it, no one can match it.

Xie Ci bowed his head and agreed, "What the lady said is very true."

"Don't be poor, I'm hungry."

Rubbing her belly, she had an early dinner last night and exercised all night, she must be hungry. After putting on her dress, this feeling became stronger. Xie Ci hugged her waist, "Eat breakfast, Let's go to the palace."

Been back for so long.

Miaomiao should also be asked to visit her grandparents.

Yuan Changhuan felt that Xie Ci was thoughtful, and she almost forgot, when Xie Ci mentioned it, "Okay, let someone call Miao Miao over first."

"Miao Miao woke up a long time ago, and now she is practicing outside."

Xie Ci leisurely took Yuan Changhuan to the training ground, "Let's go find him first, and then have breakfast together."

I just said the day before yesterday that Miao Miao cannot have breakfast with them.

Only one day later, the husband and wife went to look for Miao Miao together.

Yuan Changhuan couldn't help laughing at Xie Ci, "Just watch, your son will definitely laugh at you later, and miss him every day."

It's not like Miaomiao, that little thing, can't say such words.

Hearing his wife's words, Xie Ci pursed his thin lips slightly, and said with a low smile, "My son is like you."

"The good ones are like me, and the bad ones are like you." Yuan Changhuan curled his lips and said arrogantly.

If a woman is unreasonable, there is no room for a man to talk, Xie Ci dare not confront his wife, and indulged, "That's right, but there is nothing wrong with my son."

At this time, Yuan Miao was indeed practicing obediently as Xie Ci said. Since returning from Jiangfu, Yuan Miao seemed to be a different person. From the passive practice before, now he became more diligent than anyone else.

Usually he went out to play early, persisted for a few days, and was able to continue so diligently, Yuan Changhuan really admired his son.

Seeing the little boy swinging the whip in the center of the martial arts field, Yuan Changhuan rarely felt a bit of motherly love, "I practice like this all day, I really don't want to play."

"It's really time to work hard." Xie Ci didn't think there was anything wrong with his son. Since he was Xie Ci's son, he was much more diligent than his son back then. He has never had the posture of posting on the net since he was a child.

The son now is a bit like when he was a child.

Thinking of what the lady said just now, she said that if her son is not good, she misses him. I don't know if it is good or not for working so hard.

The lady was angry, so naturally she did not say thank you to the lady, but gently held her hand, "Do you want to disturb my son?"

The decision made by the lady, Xie Ci, even if it is the son's biological father, must also consider the lady.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes were quite complicated. She wanted to interrupt, but when she heard Xie Ci's words, Yuan Changhuan hesitated and paused, "Forget it, we'll wait here for him to finish."

There is a bench for rest on one side of the martial arts field, so Xie Ci took his wife to sit there.

Watching his son practice at close range.

Although Yuan Miao was serious, but his parents were so close, and his eyes were excellent, he naturally saw his parents clearly, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he just wanted to subconsciously call his parents.

But I saw my mother looking at me seriously.

full of pride.

Stabilizing his mind, he waved the whip in his hand more vigorously.

He wants to show his mother the results of these few days of practice.

Looking at the whip in his son's hands, Yuan Changhuan couldn't help laughing, "He just wants to show off."

"My son has learned so well, so it's not in vain to show off." Xie Ci replied with a smile, speaking for his son.

Hearing Xie Ci's words, Yuan Changhuan squeezed his fingers, and said in a bad mood, "Just say good things for your son, and I can still be angry with him."

It's too late for her to be happy when her son shows off to her. After all, since his son can show off, it means that he has something to show off, and it also means that he is closer to success.

While speaking, a set of whipping techniques ended, and Yuan Miao rushed over excitedly, "Father and mother!"

Just about to throw herself into his mother's arms, a pair of big hands hugged her waist halfway, "I'm sweating all over, don't hug your mother."

"That's right, it's all sweat, and it splashed on my mother."

(End of this chapter)