The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 142 What happened to Chacha today, why did she eat so little?
Reborn was still dizzy.

When I woke up, I felt surrounded by "love".

Concubine Ning, Chacha, Vanilla, Concubine Hua, Su Ling, and...

and many more! ! !

When Chongyan saw one of the faces surrounding the bed, he jumped up from the bed in shock!

"Er Er Er Niang—"

Chong Yan leaned against the innermost wall of the bed, looking in horror at Concubine Hua who had not seen him for a long time.

Concubine Hua looked at him kindly and smiled: "Come here, son, how come seeing Er Niang is like seeing a ghost."

Chongyan broke out in a cold sweat: "Emiang, don't smile at Erchen like that, Erchen is wrong, can't you be wrong?"

Concubine Hua waved Song Xiaobao's hand: "Look at what you said, why would Er Niang care about a child like you, come here quickly."

Concubine Ning also nodded sincerely: "Yes, Third Prince, Sister Concubine Hua really misses you these days, and every time she leaves, she always tells her that if you come here, you must inform her as soon as possible Woolen cloth."

Chacha turned her eyes and listened carefully, then nodded her head appreciatively, "Mmmm~~"

Chong Yan believed his sister's words. He looked at what he was chewing on, with his cheeks bulging, and asked, "Sister, is it true?"

Chacha smile~
My smile~
Concubine Hua couldn't wait: "Hey, what's the truth? Could it be that your mother can still eat you?"

Chongyan decided to take a gamble, at worst, he would be a hero again after 18 years.

Facts proved that he was still young. When he got off the bed, Concubine Hua's expression changed drastically. She rolled up her sleeves and carried a big wooden stick all over the yard to "hunt and kill".

Chongyan ran away without even putting on his shoes: "Er Niang, you lied! You won't be held accountable for what you say!"

"Your mother will let you know what it means to know the sinister human heart today! Stop for me, and see if I don't bite you to death today!"

Concubine Ning came out of the bedroom holding Chacha. The scene in the courtyard was no surprise to the mother and daughter.

Chacha concentrated on eating the grapes in the small cloth bag, and when her little hand reached into the small cloth bag again, ready to stuff it into her mouth, she grabbed it several times.

The little guy simply turned the little cloth bag upside down clumsily, and put his little head in it to look for it, but he couldn't find it.

Concubine Ning watched her daughter looking at her pitifully, and held up the shriveled little cloth bag, "Emiang~Qiguangguang~"

Ever since Lord Long Live ordered that all the freshest fruits delivered to the Imperial Dining Room be sent to Tingzhu Palace every day, Chacha's little-bellied chicken became more and more prominent day by day.

Concubine Ning poked Chacha's ferocious belly lightly with her fingers, and asked in a doting tone: "Shall I ask my little belly, how many grapes did it eat today?"

After touching Chacha, I realized that my dick was so big!
The little guy's eyebrows flew away in shock, his little face blushed, and he covered his belly with a small cloth bag~~
In order to change her little belly chicken, Chacha also endured a lot of hard work when eating at noon.

After a rough calculation, I only ate one lamb chop, two chicken wings, three braised pork, one bowl of beef soup, and one bean curd cake.

Just like that, Lord Long Live couldn't care less about eating. He put down his chopsticks, and touched his daughter's forehead worriedly: "What happened to Chacha today? Why did you eat so little? Are you feeling unwell?"

Concubine Ning couldn't help laughing when she saw Lord Long Live's anxiety, "Your Majesty, there are already a lot. Chacha ate up all the grapes sent by the imperial dining room today. If you don't believe me, look at her stomach."

(End of this chapter)