Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1800 Kiss Me

After a few days, the weather was sunny and sunny.

Bo Zili installed swings in the mansion he bought.

So he invited Gongyu Baozhu to play.

Sitting on the swing, Gongyu Baozhu was pushed high by Bo Zili, and the gorgeous purple skirt drew a flying arc in the air.

The little guy had a charming smile, and his milky white face was brimming with joy.

She suddenly remembered something, turned her head and asked: "Brother, have you planted the orange tree I asked you to plant? It's almost autumn, and you can eat it then!"

"I've planted it." Bo Zili was dressed in green bamboo-colored clothes, which accentuated his gentle features: "I planted a whole garden."

The swing stopped, and Gongyu Baozhu blinked: "So many?"

Bo Zili didn't take it seriously: "The house is big, and I don't know what to do with it. What else do you like to eat? I still have eight empty yards to spare."

Gongyu Baozhu pouted and thought for a while: "Last time I said I wanted a swing, my brother made it, the orange tree was planted, and the small pond I wanted before is also there. Uh...it seems that I don't need anything anymore."

She suddenly said: "Why don't you bring some servants here? What a lively family!"

The house that Bo Zili bought has so far only lived in him.

Occasionally, Gongyu Baozhu would take a nap here, but never stay overnight.

Because if he slept here all night, Gong Yufei would probably come to Bo Zili the next day to fight for his life.

Bo Zili said in a calm tone, "It's too troublesome, I'm afraid I'll be unhappy someday, these people are an eyesore."

Gongyu Baozhu looked at him: "Then you can find a few beautiful big sisters to come in as wives? I always hear concubines and grandmas say that big uncles take in a few concubines and give birth to a few babies, and the East Palace will become lively!"

Bo Zili sneered, folded his arms and said, "I don't need it, besides, doesn't your prince uncle have no children?"

Gongyu Baozhu nodded obediently: "I heard from my mother that he and my eldest aunt had a quarrel because of this matter. Is it so difficult to have a child? My father always said that my younger brother was a gift from God. It's cheap." son."

Bo Zi dreamed of Xia Zhiang, a mature and precocious child, born with the fate of Wenqu Xingxing, a blessed person who was granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister.

Is this cheap son?

Bo Zi couldn't understand it. He didn't have any children now, so he didn't understand what level this was.

He lazily said: "Your prince uncle and the others are also looking far away. You are a koi. Even if they go to pray to God and Buddha, they might as well hug you and say a few words of sincere prayer for a son."

Gongyu Baozhu was stunned for a moment, shaking his little feet: "Does Zhuzhu still have such abilities?"

Bo Zili chuckled: "Of course, your mother Xia Baoer is not a vegetarian."

She quickly jumped off the swing, making Bo Zili look down at her.

"Brother, try it first and make a wish to me!"

Bo Zili was taken aback.

He looked aside, as if he was very calm: "I can solve what I want by myself, and I don't need to make a wish."

Gongyu Baozhu put his hips on his hips: "Who said that! There is one thing you absolutely don't have!"

Bo Zili looked at her indifferently: "What?"

The little guy smiled triumphantly and looked sweet: "My Xiangxiang!"

Bo Zili was stunned.

She said softly: "Dad and mother taught me not to give others fragrances indiscriminately, because there are big villains who want to deceive children, so even if my brother asks, I will not agree, unless I make a wish, maybe it will come true." Oh really!"

"Do you dare to try, brother?"

Bo Zili sneered: "Why don't you dare."

Having said that, his expression clearly showed a trace of stagnation and hesitation.

Looking at the little guy's dark and lively eyes, he slowly bent down, opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally said in a low, almost inaudible voice, "Kiss me."

Gongyu Baozhu suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the chin.

"Wishes come true!" The little guy smiled, shaking the silver bell on his wrist.

The crisp sound, along with the hot summer wind, was swept into Bo Zili's eyes.

(End of this chapter)