Xiao Jingyue held Tang Mu's neck tightly with a pair of fleshy hands and a pair of clear and flexible big eyes. He was very wronged. It was not easy for him to have a meal with his mother. It was easy for him!

Tang Mu helpless, can only let the Niang Niang take the son away, but when she make complaints about the smile of the night gentleman's face, he can't Tucao.

"Emperor, how old are you?"

"Twenty five, why do you suddenly ask me my age?"

"Twenty five, Jing Yue is only eight months old. You are a lot older than him."

Tang Mu sighed for the first time. He felt a little embarrassed. He couldn't help thinking for a moment. Was it too obvious?

However, this was just what he thought in his heart. On the surface, he still smiled with no trace of evasion in his eyes. He smiled and said, "I know Jingyue still has a lot to learn from me, but I'm not in a hurry. I can teach him one by one."

"You won..."

If you ask who has the thickest skin in the world, Tang Mu feels that she can't find a second candidate except ye Yujun.

"Good, have a meal. If you don't eat this dish again, it will be cold." while talking, ye Yujun took quick meat for her and put it in her bowl.

At the other end of the martial arts training ground, the dining hall was filled with all kinds of people, and the seventh day of junior high school was also among them. At this time, he was unable to lie on his stomach.

The seventh day of the junior high school stopped eating and looked at Bai Xiaosheng sitting in front of him. He couldn't help but droop his head and said, "master, why can't I have a meal with mummy Mu now? The seventh day of the junior high school hasn't had a meal with mummy mu for a long time."

Hearing this, Bai Xiaosheng paused for a moment and said with a smile, "your wooden mother is now the queen. You don't think your Highness the prince can eat with her unless the emperor allows it." in fact, he didn't want to say that it's because the holy emperor is jealous. It's amazing. He's never seen a family eat this vinegar like this.

Xiao Chuqi tilted his head and thought about it. He also remembered that Jing Yue was driven out of the dining hall of the Kunning palace several times. Suddenly, many of the depression in his heart were untied, and even a little sympathy. At least he was inseparable from his mother Mu at the beginning.

Meng Qingqian is now a man of Bai Xiaosheng. Naturally, he also followed him in the martial arts training ground. Listening to his remarks, he was choked by the food in his mouth.

"Cough, cough..."

"Qingqing, why are you so careless?"

"No, no problem..."

Little seventh day is now a ghost spirit. Seeing that she choked, she immediately poured a glass of water, handed it over and said, "martial mother, drink water."

Qingqian choked. When he heard this title for the first time, he choked more and more.

Who on earth taught the child to call his mother?!

Bai Xiaosheng chuckled for a moment, then said, "shallow, drink the water quickly. Why is the ground so big and choking? It's too careless. It seems that I have to feed it myself in the future." after that, he sighed: "it's really worrying."

Meng Qingqian was not the shy women in riyao Dynasty. After listening to his words, he raised his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Bai Xiaosheng, now your mouth is more and more sharp. I don't know who you learned from?"

Bai Xiaosheng silk was unaware of the danger. Instead, he looked up and said, "I've never learned from anyone. This is me... Ow..."

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