The group pet villain is three years old

Chapter 33
Chang An: "..."

Is the emperor too unfeeling? They are all his own children. Wouldn't it really hurt the seventeenth prince's heart to treat them differently?

Nan Song: I'm already heartbroken, I'll cry if I talk too much.

Yan Yu: "..."

A moment of silence for the Seventeenth Prince.

Nan Song's hand that just got the chopsticks froze, neither holding nor putting them down.

woo woo woo...

The father was eccentric, as expected the daughter was father's little padded jacket, and the son was bought as a gift from a court lady at best.

Nan Song learned to be smart this time, he didn't speak, and he didn't resist Nanmo City.

A pair of fat squinted eyes fixedly stared at Nan Xiyin, and the gauze on her face kept shaking.

tremble tremble...

Nan Xiyin swallowed in fear, she always felt that the gauze would fall to the ground together with Xiao Guoguo's face.

Nan Song blinked: We agreed, the nest is so miserable, you can't just ignore it.

Nan Xiyin: Wo understands, don't worry, leave it to Wo.

If you don't help him with things, your face will tremble.

The eye contact between the two little people was almost an ok gesture.

Looking at Nan Mocheng, Nan Xiyin suddenly let out a mouthful and kissed Nan Mocheng's handsome cheek.

"Father, you just promised to let Xiao Guoguo eat with Wo."

There was a slight twitch on the cheek of Peerless Wushuang in Nanmo City, and there was a little... agitated mind, what's going on?
"Did I... promise?"

It's not his son, so what qualifications does he have to eat with him.

"Of course there is, you don't remember, Wo remembers, alas, father, Yinyin wants little brother."

Everyone: "..."

There is ambiguity in this statement, and if you say it when you are a few years older, it will make people think wrong.

The corners of Nanmocheng's lips twitched, you are not joking.

Looking at Nan Song with calm eyes, he said coldly: "Then stay here."

Nan Song: Father is so frightening, is this a disguised reminder that he shouldn't stay?

Would you like to express it euphemistically? ? ?

"Father, why don't you return to Xian'an Palace to eat."

Nan Song winked at Nan Xiyin while talking.

"it is good………"

Before Nan Mocheng finished speaking, Nan Xiyin murmured in a sobbing voice, "Is Xiao Guoguo angry, and she doesn't want to have dinner with Yinyin?"

When Nan Song heard this, he smiled, "No, no, my brother is not angry. My brother is afraid that my father will be angry."

Nanmo City: "..."

He who sings and sings together, or sings an opera, treat him as blind.

"Cough, father, don't be angry, let's eat, it will be cold later."

"Great."

The two looked at each other with a look of satisfaction in their eyes.

Nan Mocheng carried Nan Xiyin to the table, and Nan Song finally felt at ease.

As for Yan Yu, Han Jing and others, they can only watch.

They don't have the favor of the little princess. This honor belongs only to the seventeenth prince who is of the same age.

Nan Xiyin gave Nan Song a pig's trotter, "Come here, Xiaoguokuo, this pig's trotter is delicious."

"I don't want a nest, tired."

Nan Song returned the pig's trotters to Nan Xiyin, and the imperial doctor said that he was too fat and couldn't eat greasy things recently.

"Then eat green vegetables, it's healthy."

"Okay, sister, you can eat too."

"I don't want vegetables, I'm too thin, I want meat."

"Yes, yes, eat more, he looks as strong as me, Wo Tiantian will come to play with you."

Nanmo City: "..."

Where did they put him?I still come every day and ask him if he agrees.

A harmonious and happy meal.

Of course, only those two little guys.

Nan Mocheng's face was so gloomy that ink dripped out, and he didn't even move his chopsticks. Nan Xiyin didn't notice that he was chatting with Nan Song so passionately that he didn't even look at him.

(End of this chapter)