Chapter 202

Trapped in the palace these days, Feng Jiuxi has been pestered by small steamed stuffed buns to get up early. Mei said his name: cultivation!

I have to say that Feng Yuntian taught little steamed stuffed bun very well. In less than a month, little steamed stuffed bun has become a proper orange high-level spirit!

You know: the child is only three years old at this time. Such talents are even more rebellious than she was in those years.

Feng Jiuxi thought from time to time recently, did the child's talent follow his father? If so, is the man who slept by mistake or a talented and high-quality man?

"Mom, mom, what are you thinking? Get up quickly!" the magic sound of the little steamed stuffed bun came into her ears. Every day, it sounded in her ear on time as if it had been calculated in advance.

Feng Jiuxi took back his thoughts that had just floated and turned to look at the light outside the window. It was very dark. He couldn't help but say with a bitter face: "you child, how do you call me earlier and earlier? Look, the sky outside is not bright yet."

"Mom, we're not practicing in the palace today. Can I take my mom to another good place?" the steamed stuffed bun said excitedly.

other place? Feng Jiuxi suddenly came to the spirit and asked suspiciously, "how old are you? Can you know what's good or bad outside? Honestly, what's going on?"

The steamed stuffed bun scratched his head and then said recklessly, "just follow me! Oh, get up!"

No matter how he could not beat his son, Feng Jiuxi could only get up and was about to reach out and pick up the blue dress. He saw that the little steamed stuffed bun quickly grabbed a white dress and handed it to her, "Mom, it's beautiful in white. Will you wear this set?"

Feng Jiuxi looked at the two clothes in front of her. Although the blue one is not delicate enough, it is simple and generous. In contrast, the white one is more close to the body. The patterns are exquisite but not redundant, and the beauty is just right.

There was nothing picky about these fengjiuxi. In order to make the steamed stuffed bun happy, he chose the white one without hesitation.

While Feng Jiuxi went to change clothes, the little steamed stuffed bun showed a little success mood.

Suddenly, the back of the head was gently knocked. The little steamed stuffed bun looked up. It was sister lengluo!

"Young master, you just did it on purpose." lengluo asked directly.

Smelling the speech, the steamed stuffed bun quickly made a "Shh" expression, "sister Leng, keep your voice down! And how do you know!"

Lengluo cleared her throat, "I'm responsible for guarding here. Why don't I know who's coming."

"Ah, so you saw Uncle yuan just now!" said the little steamed stuffed bun thief, "I just want my mother to go out for a walk. Moreover, I like the prince. I think he is the only man worthy of my mother!"

I not only saw it, but also had a little competition. Lengluo's face was expressionless and thought that she had faintly lost the upper hand just now. She couldn't help being upset. She also had to improve herself and try to defeat the smelly man next time.

But

"Young master, you like it, but the young lady may not like it. Aren't you afraid that the young lady is angry?" lengluo rarely reminds me of many things.

"No, I can see that my mother must be interested in the prince!" said the steamed stuffed bun.

Lengluo didn't continue to say more, but disappeared in place, as if she had never appeared just now.

Her task is to protect the young lady. As for emotional matters... Hey, it's not in her charge.