Xiaocaibao has always been a sensible child, without his mother, just like his father. In his heart, he defined tonight as the night of father and son. When I got into bed, I was jumping and jumping, obviously excited.

Yuan Yinzhen is very happy. He wants to give the little guy a bath. Who knows, in the middle of the bath, the little guy jumps out of the pool and runs all over the bedroom. He ran after him, his clothes were wet, and his figure was slightly embarrassed.

The gospel stood aside, pursed his lips and laughed, looking at the joy of father and son in front of him.

Xiaocaibao was so happy that he ran out of the inner hall and ran into Zhong Yun, who came in with tea. In a flash, he glared, covered the key parts with his hands, and ran to the inside. Seeing yuan Yinzhen, he rushed into his arms and yelled, "Dad, hurry up, hurry up, block me with your clothes, The little vegetable bag is going to be seen out by others! "

Yuan Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, and then he reflected what the boy said. He was so happy that he lifted the little guy up with one hand: "come on, don't you run around? Let others see your little bag. "

Xiaocaibao was so ashamed and indignant that his face turned red: "bad guy, you are a bad guy. I will call you a bad guy if I stop calling your father in the future."

Yuan Yinzhen a pick eyebrow: "you say?" He was carrying a small vegetable bag and was going out.

Xiaocaibao panicked this time: "what are you going to do?"

"Now that you say I'm a bad person, let everyone come to see your little vegetable bag!"

"Wow, Dad, I'm wrong. You can't do this to me. I'm your own son. If you let my little vegetable bag be seen all, how can I marry you a daughter-in-law in the future?" a small face, wrinkled together, looked at Yuan Yinzhen and imitated Buddha. This is the saddest thing in the world.

"Do you still think I'm a bad person?"

Xiaocaibao shakes his head.

"Do you still dance in the bath?"

Keep shaking your head.

Yuan Yinzhen raised his hand and patted the little guy's ass.

The little guy blushed.

He felt as if he had been despised by his father.

I watched my father wrap his little body with his clothes, which made me feel satisfied. I leaned out a head from his arms and looked around to make sure that no one else could see his little body again. Then I breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yuan Yinzhen lowered his head, caught a glimpse of his little movements and chuckled.

After a toss, the little guy was also tired. After taking a bath, he rushed to bed and fell asleep. Obviously, he forgot. Not long ago, he comforted his father and said that he would tell his father a bedtime story.

Yuan Yinzhen lies on the side of xiaocaibao and looks at the sleeping child in her arms. She is very satisfied. When he fell asleep, he went to the next bedroom. The lamp in the hall is still on. He shouts Zhong Yun and orders. He stands outside the hall for a while before he leaves.

Yuan Mingzhu is writing the investment, Zhong Yun came in, "Niang Niang, you are tired all day, first rest for a while, this is the bird's nest that the emperor ordered the imperial dining room to stew for you."

Yuan Mingzhu looks up and looks at the bird's nest. She feels warm. She drinks it, but she doesn't stop. There is not much time left for her. She must seize the time to get all the things she can think of before dawn, and then send them out of the palace

Seeing that yuanmingzhu had drunk the bird's nest, he lowered his head to write again. With a sigh, Zhong Yun went out

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