The next day.

Jun Xiaoran has been completely well, but in the eyes of outsiders, or pretend to be a sick appearance.

To young words and Jun Ling all kinds of toss and play.

Especially at night.

For several days, even the servants in Fengge knew that they appeared in front of several masters at night as little as possible.

Especially not in the prince's house.

Otherwise, it will be affected by accident.

In Jun Xiaoran's gag, young CI stayed in his room for more than ten days.

Rao is Jun Xiaoran's disease is serious, more than ten days of Kung Fu is basically to the extreme.

There is no way to continue to delay.

It's night.

Jun Xiaoran, with short legs, is already in the room.

From time to time, he gathered up in front of the youth speech, crying and mourning with a face, "mother, the son minister can't give up you, the son minister still wants to let you accompany."

From the beginning of his birth, he had little chance to be alone with his mother.

Now these ten days down, although the fight between the father and the emperor is very tired, but his mother has been with him.

More accompany, let him more and more reluctant.

"But my father is very fierce." Jun Xiaoran lowered his head, a look of unhappiness.

The youth speech is also a good strategy.

But now we need Xiao Xiao to cooperate.

So at the moment, there is no persuading.

Deliberately looking at Xiao Xiao in the loss and sad, and then a small aggrieved look.

Looking at the young words, I feel a little sad.

Ah, I don't know if the father and son were enemies in the last life.

"Then let your mother first persuade your father to stay here and not to cry." Young words soothed.

You are still not very interested, but you listen to the words of young people.

Nodding silently.

Not much.

When the child is willing to make trouble, there is no big deal, but it is so quiet.

That may mean, on the contrary, that the child is really unhappy.

Jun Ling has been waiting in the room for a long time.

The first reaction was to look behind her.

I didn't see that little guy.

Jun Ling's face suddenly improved a lot.

Quickly forward, young words to the circle in the arms.

Looking down at her side, she sniffed, "Qingci..."

I didn't say much, but the tone was mixed with a trace of grievances.

This one big and one small is really father and son.

Young words are helpless.

"You haven't come back for more than ten days. You can't go again today. He should be independent when he grows up. It can't stick to you all the time. " Jun Ling began to complain in front of her.

Some of the youth's words are crying without tears.

Gently patted Jun Ling on the back.

"Jun Ling, I think I should have a good talk with you."

Although she did it on purpose this time.

But some things, delayed to today, she thinks, or Jun Ling's mentality is a little bit wrong.

Jun Ling seemed to have guessed what she wanted to say. She rubbed herself on her body, unwilling to listen, "what can I talk about? I miss you. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, Jun Ling held her up.

Young words a burst of exclamation, patting his shoulder, "Jun Ling! I'll talk to you about business. Let me down first. "

Jun Ling does not obey, directly threw her lightly on the bed.

as like as two peas, I can only say that Xiao Xiao's temper is just like yours. Have you two been enemies in your last life? "

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