Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Young words with small snacks back to Fengge, Xiaoxiao is also a bit unhappy.

I was left behind by my mother for no reason.

Not a word.

It must be because of my father.

Jun Xiaoran understood it in his heart, but he didn't dare to question his father and his mother.

"Xiao Xiao? This is your favorite snack. Would you like to have a try Young Ci, carrying snacks, found his son in the study.

Xiao Xiao and Jun Ling this is very similar, basically love to hide in the study.

Jun Xiaoran smelled the smell of the snack, suddenly some heart.

But he restrained himself.

I didn't look up.

It seems to be really angry.

Young words in the bottom of my heart helpless sigh.

Continue to carry snacks, carefully close to him, coax, "Xiao Xiao, this is the mother specially bought for you, eat a little?"

"Hum." Jun Xiao ran Ao Jiao's hum, his head to one side, do not speak.

It's carved in the same mold as Junling.

It's just that Xiao Xiao is young, so many emotions are still very exposed.

Happy or unhappy, can be seen from the face.

Not like Jun Ling, cold face, nothing to see.

After Xiao Xiao can never grow up and Jun Ling, anything buried in the heart do not say.

"If you don't eat it, it will be cold. If it's cold, it won't taste good. Why didn't Xiao Xiao want to listen while eating? Why didn't your mother accompany you last night

Jun Xiao ran heard this, the small body immediately softened down.

Some of the eyes floated to the youth.

Slowly the sight fell on the bowl of snacks.

It's a little tangled.

He wanted to eat food. Yes, he wanted to hear what his mother said.

But he is still angry

In the end, it is his own son, what he is thinking, young words can see at a glance.

Decisively said, "even if you want to be angry with your mother, you should eat enough first, and then you will have the strength to be angry, right?"

It seems that It makes sense.

Jun Xiaoran's psychological defense line collapsed.

He kept his head down and did not speak for a long time.

After a long time, he finally reached out his hand and brought the snacks to him. He couldn't wait to fill his mouth.

Although Xiao Xiao is still young.

But on weekdays, Xiao Xiao is regarded as an equal friend in his youth poems.

So he had the matter of pregnancy, young words, directly and Jun Xiaoran said once.

There is nothing to hide.

After a younger brother or sister, for Xiao Xiao, it is also a need to accept things.

Jun Xiaoran's hand inside the small snack to eat half, this just stopped.

Staring at the young's stomach for a long time, he finally asked, "mother, do you really have a baby in your stomach?"

Did he really come out of his mother's stomach?

Although his mother had said it when he was younger, he felt that he could not understand it.

"Yes, it's just that he's still very young, and his hands and feet have not grown out yet."

It's true that there is a baby.

Jun Xiaoran is full of this sentence now.

After a long time, he finally reached out his hand and carefully touched his stomach.

Then he raised his head with a look of hope, "mother, can you give me a little sister?"

Before, he followed his mother to see people, and met very small girls.

He likes it.