God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 455
Nangong Feiying is weak, and Tuoba Zi intends to let her develop a relationship with Feng Wuyu, so Feng Wuyu can no longer be guarded by Tuoba Cheng.

But he was worried that Tuoba Cheng was alone in the meditation room, and was going to accompany her there.

But Ming Beiliang disagreed.

Tuoba Zi told him earnestly, "I just went there for one night and let my son stay with you."

"You mean to let your son sleep with me?" Ming Beiliang asked.

Tuoba Zi asked back: "Is there any question?"

"Zi'er doesn't think it's strange for two men to sleep together?" Ming Beiliang also asked back.

Tuoba Zi was almost speechless, "Qi'er is still so young, and his hair has not even grown, let alone he is your own son!"

The little meatball who was said to have no hair was not happy. He raised his sleeves and clenched his fists to show off his fat, "Qi'er has grown muscles. Qi'er is not small. Qi'er can no longer sleep with his father." , otherwise it would be strange!"

"Then why are you still sleeping with me?" Tuoba Zi asked angrily.

"Qi'er won't sleep with mother tonight, Qi'er just needs to make a bed on the floor tonight!" After Xiao Routuanzi finished speaking, he took out a set of small quilts from his small bag, squatted on the ground and began to make a bed for himself.

"..."

When did this brat start carrying quilts with him?Still a whole set?

Tuoba Zi was completely speechless, looking at a certain master, wouldn't this master really let his son sleep on the floor?
"Zi'er, look, my son is so sad that he is sleeping on the floor, you can't really leave our father and son behind." Ming Beiliang had no intention of letting his son go to bed, and looked at her sadly.

A black line appeared on Tuoba Zi's forehead, "My son said that he won't sleep with me tonight, so he only slept on the floor. I'm not willing to take the bed with my son!"

The floor of the little meat dumpling had already been laid, and she was lying on the bed, and she pulled the quilt up to her neck independently, revealing only her little head.

But when she heard what mother said, she couldn't help jumping up from the bed, and emphasized in a childlike voice, "Qi'er can sleep on the bed too!"

"Well, you sleep on the bed and let your father make the floor!" Tuoba Zi left behind a sentence, turned and left.

She had already seen that, one big and one young, each one was more capable of pretending to be pitiful than the other, if she ignored them, she would fall into the trap.

Seeing Zi'er walking so resolutely, Ming Beiliang rubbed the center of his brow in disappointment, Zi'er was so ruthless that he even asked him to sleep on the floor.

Little Routuanzi frowned and looked at Ming Beiliang, "Father, you are too unattractive!"

Ming Beiliang raised his head, saw his son's disgusted expression, and reminded him coldly, "I am not the only one who was left behind."

Little Routuanzi scratched his head, as if he was also abandoned by his mother, and he was as unattractive as his father.

However, he was much more optimistic than his father, and immediately pulled himself together and patted his father's thigh, "Father doesn't need to be sad. Mother just went for one night and will be back tomorrow. She won't be missing an arm or a leg. And it won't lose a hair."

"Who said your mother would lose arms and legs?" Ming Beiliang looked at his son displeased.

Little Routuanzi shook his head desperately, "No one said it, but Qi'er said it himself in order to comfort his father!"

"Say something else next time, don't curse your mother." Ming Beiliang emphasized in a deep voice.

Little Routuanzi pouted, and frowned even deeper, "Father, you are so superstitious, Qi'er just said that, and it won't become true!"

Ming Beiliang was speechless for a moment, is this brat teaching him a lesson?
He hurriedly straightened his body and assumed the posture of his father...

However, Little Routuanzi was already yawning, and returned to his little bunk, "Qi'er is about to go to sleep, if my father wants my mother to sleep, count the sheep and sheep, it's very effective!"

After speaking, he got into the small quilt, pulled the quilt around his neck, said "good night, father", and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Ming Beiliang was speechless again. Seeing that his son was already asleep, he ignored him and followed Zi'er out of the meditation room worriedly.

But Tuoba Cheng's meditation room has no lights, and it is obvious that Zi'er has also rested.

"You know this young master is boring, so you want to come out and have a heart-to-heart talk with this young master?" A teasing voice sounded from behind.

"Inform me of danger." Knowing that it was Feng Wuyu, Mingbei Liangli ignored him and turned back to the meditation room.

With Feng Wuyu outside, he can rest assured.

But lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep anyway, because he was not used to not having Zi'er by his side, and secondly, he missed Zi'er too much.

So, a certain master lay on the bed and really started counting sheep and sheep, but the more he counted, the more energetic he became.

Early the next morning, Tuoba Zi returned to the meditation room, and found that Ming Beiliang looked sleepy, and seemed to have dark circles under his eyes.

But the little meat dumpling was full of energy, got up, dressed, put away the small floor shop by himself, and put it in a small bag.

"Ming Beiliang, why do you have dark circles?" Tuoba Zi couldn't help asking.

Ming Beiliang's face was a little cold, and he didn't say a word.

Because he didn't know how to say anything, he couldn't say: My king didn't have you by my side last night, I wasn't used to it, and I couldn't sleep. My son said he could count sheep and sheep, so I believed it. But the more I counted, the more I couldn't sleep, and I got dark circles under my eyes. it came out.

If you say that, you have to lose face and die!

But he didn't say anything, someone spoke for him.

The little meat dumpling said while drinking the porridge: "Mother, don't worry, the dark circles under the father's eyes are definitely not caused by insomnia. Qi'er passed on the unique secret to cure insomnia that mother taught Qi'er to the father, and the father counted Sheep will definitely sleep well!"

Ming Beiliang counts sheep and sheep?

When Tuoba Zi heard this, he couldn't help but glanced at the master from top to bottom, and laughed unkindly.

This master is so majestic and majestic, but he has to count sheep and goats to fall asleep. No matter how he thinks about it, he feels that it is against the law.

"Ming Beiliang, did you really count sheep and sheep last night?" Tuoba Zi finally couldn't help asking.

A certain grandfather's face became even more stinky, and he directly denied, "No."

But the more stinky his face became, the more Tuoba Zi knew that he must have counted, and continued to ask shamelessly: "Hey, why do you suffer from insomnia? Could it be that you can't sleep because of thinking about me?"

"Qi'er, go out and close the door." Ming Beiliang suddenly stood up.

The little meat dumpling was still drinking porridge, and protested for a moment, "Qi'er, don't go out, Qi'er is not full yet!"

"I'll give you some fish later." Ming Beiliang had already picked up Tuoba Zi and walked towards the bed.

When Xiao Routuanzi heard that there were fish to eat, his eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped off the chair, ran out, and closed the door.

"Hey, Qi'er! Qi'er, don't go!" Tuoba Zi was shocked and shouted at his son.

But the door slammed shut with a bang!
Tuoba Zi shouted angrily towards the door, "Stinky boy, if you have fish to eat, you'll sell your mother, it's too disrespectful!"

"Mother, don't worry, Qi'er will only betray you to the father, and will not betray you to anyone else!" Little Routuanzi was very happy, and plates of delicious fish flashed through his mind, almost drooling.

(End of this chapter)