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Facing the disobedient sister, there is nothing that cannot be solved with one punch.

If so, then another punch!

At this moment, in Chicheng's boudoir, little Chicheng is holding a cotton swab, carefully applying detumescence medicine to the big swollen bump on Chicheng's head.

"Hiss...slightly, lightly!"

Chicheng couldn't help taking a deep breath, obviously as long as she didn't care about it, with her physique that has long been used to Tiancheng Iron Fist, this bag can be cured in about a day, but the little guy insisted on following up to give herself What anti-swelling medicine to apply.

"Hmph, my lord has bowed down to take care of you, so you should accept this kindness gratefully instead of nagging in my ear!" Xiao Chicheng pouted, but the action of applying the medicine did not stop because of this. stop.

"I didn't ask you to help me!"

"If you keep nagging, I'll replace the swelling medicine with chili oil and mustard and smear it on you!"

"..."

Chicheng twitched the corners of his eyes fiercely, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, and didn't know who this kid's dark-bellied personality looked like.

"anyway,"

Blowing on the bulge on Chicheng's head, seeing that the medicine was almost taken, after throwing the cotton swab into the trash can, little Chicheng sat obediently beside Chicheng, and asked with a slightly awkward expression:

"Why did you help me just now?"

Little Akagi couldn't figure it out, you know, she has always regarded Akagi as her competitor.

Although others said that they looked like mother and daughter, Xiao Chicheng didn't think so at all.

"I don't know, the body moves by itself."

Akagi shrugged.

In fact, even she herself didn't understand why she had to stand up for this annoying little guy just now.

Although he didn't feel that this little guy could pose any threat to him, in his subjective consciousness, Chicheng didn't regard the little guy as his own.

The situation where the body started to move without authorization just like before...

Is it motherhood?Or is there some other emotion at work?

Akagi didn't understand.

However, she seems to have a little understanding of how Sister Tiancheng felt when she was raising her.

Small and cute.People can't help but want to hold her arms tightly and rub them vigorously.

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"Are you a fool, you rushed up to quarrel with Earl Zeppelin without even a reason to help me, and in the end you were beaten up by sister Amagi..."

Looking at the expressionless Chicheng, little Chicheng suddenly didn't know what to say.

It wasn't until a while later that the little guy turned around shyly, turned his back to Chicheng and said, "Anyway, thank you anyway... I will come to help you if you have any difficulties in the future."

"I..." Chicheng originally wanted to say that his biggest difficulty was how to avoid being beaten by sister Tiancheng, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up.

After all, even if you ask for help, the final result is just the difference between one fox being beaten and two foxes being beaten.

Therefore, Chicheng finally only replied "yes" to the little guy.

"For example, if you feel bored, you can also come and play with me!"

"it is good."

"What, this indifferent attitude!"

Puffing up his cheeks angrily, Xiao Chicheng obviously felt offended by Chicheng's casual attitude.

"Hmph, anyway, I've said everything I need to say, remember to apply some detumescence medicine tomorrow morning. Just a little~"

Made a strange face at Chicheng, and then, little Chicheng ran back to his room in a hurry.

"Hehe, what a weird little guy."

Looking at the back of the little guy, Chicheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I should have been much cuter when I was young, right?"

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At eleven o'clock in the evening, the banquet was coming to an end.

In addition to the members of the maid team who were cleaning, An Lun also greeted the girls who were still sane, and helped carry the drunk sisters back to their own rooms.

"Huh, it's finally almost over."

After carrying St. Louis, George V, Eugen and others back to the room one after another, An Lun took a deep breath.

Next, as long as the monarch is taken back, all his work will be over.

"Master, do you need our help?" Belfast, who had just finished packing the tableware, asked intimately.

"Beffa, you guys have worked very hard today, take your sisters to rest early, I can do it myself." An Lun shook his head, and embraced the monarch in his arms very easily in the posture of a princess.

Today's monarch is wearing an elegant white dress.