The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 233 The Prosperous Wife's Noble Man (5)
Xiao Heng suddenly felt a little distressed, and stroked her back with his big hands.

There was some warmth in the chest, and Xiao Heng suddenly froze.He didn't expect her to cry.The little girl didn't make any sound when she cried, she just buried her head in his arms and shed tears quietly.She was not a sentimental girl, even in her previous life, she had never cried a few times in front of him.Now that she cried like this, Xiao Heng felt that her heart ached so much.

Xiao Heng said: "When your father's illness improves, let's go, okay?"

The little girl in her arms nodded heavily.

Xiao Heng smiled, then hugged her even tighter, and said in his heart: In fact, the girl is only cute when she is childish.

After about half an hour, I saw her come out of his arms.She lowered her head, as if looking for a handkerchief in her bosom, but she couldn't find it.Xiao Heng felt that her appearance at the moment was a bit funny, and immediately took his sweat towel from the side of the couch, pinched her chin with one hand and raised her face, and wiped her eyes with the other hand.

After crying for a while, the little girl's eyes were red, like a child who has just been bullied.

He wiped it patiently, and then leaned over and kissed her eyes after wiping, and said with a light smile, "This time you have to make a robe for me with your own hands."

After saying that, Ajiao hurried to look at Xiao Heng's robe.

Looking at the center of his crescent-white brocade robe, a puddle was wet, and the color was darker, which was especially obvious.

Ajiao's face was burning hot, and she asked a little embarrassedly: "Did Shizi bring a change of robe?"

Xiao Heng nodded, and pointed to the royal blue robe on the table.

Ajiao hurriedly said: "Then I will change for the son of the son, and then take this robe for the son of the son to wash."

This is not urgent.Xiao Heng held her face in his hands and sized her up carefully. Seeing that she was fine, he laughed and said, "...Xiaohuamao."

A Jiao touched her face subconsciously, feeling more and more embarrassed.He clearly comforted her gently just now, why are you laughing at her right now?Ajiao gave him a dissatisfied look, and seeing his eyes full of smiles, she felt that he was a bit hateful.

Xiao Heng let go, dipped the towel into the basin, and after wringing it dry, he pinched A Jiao's chin and wiped her face carefully for her.A Jiao was a little flattered, and he waited on him in a daze.After wiping it clean, he saw him wring it out again, and wiped his face by himself.

Ajiao opened his mouth, but did not speak.

That's her face wash!

Isn't the son of the world the most clean?Why now...

Thinking of something, Ajiao's mood lightened, and she immediately became happy.With a man who treats her so well, what else can she care about?She let go of her daughter's reservedness, took the initiative to hug his arm, rubbed her small face lightly on his arm, and murmured: "It's so kind to me, my son."

Xiao Heng didn't say anything, but his eyes darkened.

(End of this chapter)