Chapter 1052： I'm very cold, so I won't take the initiative to kiss you (18)

"Dizhao."

Feng Qian patted the other person's shoulder.

The little boy shook his head and slowly opened his eyes.

He held Feng Qian's arm while tilting his head.

There were stars in the eyes, and the girl's cold face.

He let go of one hand, rubbed his head, and his crimson lips shriveled.

Head dizzy and hurt.

After rubbing for a while, Di Zhao withdrew his hand and looked at Feng Qian again.

He said, "My lord, I seem to be out of strength and can't walk."

The child's voice was soft.

Feng Qian was suddenly attracted, and couldn't help pinching Di Zhao's face.

She always felt that His Highness was like a little princess who lacked love and needed to be pampered.

Nice and cute.

It always makes her unbearable.

Now that he is so young, drunk, and obedient, he is very painful.

"I'll carry you."

Feng Qian took a few steps forward and crouched down in front of Di Zhao.

The little boy looked at Feng Qian's back and tilted his head slightly: "Master wants to carry me?"

"Um."

The wind replied softly.

Di Zhao paused, the corners of his lips rose slightly, he took a step forward and lay on the girl.

The fair little hands rubbed up and hugged the girl's neck.

"I'm ready."

The little boy has a nice voice.

"Um."

Feng Qian wrapped his arms around to the back, supported the other party, stood up slowly, and only lifted his feet and walked back after making sure his back was well.

It's very close to Di Zhao's room, and it didn't take long to get there.

Feng Qian pushed open the door, carried the debris back into the room, and placed it on the bed.

Di Zhao touched the bed, opened his eyes, closed them again, moved slightly, and tightly grasped the corner of Feng Qian's clothes with one hand.

Feng Qian sat beside the bed for a while, and then poked Di Zhao in the face again.

The little boy's eyelids moved and opened, his dark eyes staring at Feng Qian without blinking.

Feng Qian said with an expressionless face, "First take a shower and then sleep."

Di Zhao was silent.

After a long while, he said, "Can I... not wash it?"

The girl looked cold, "No."

"Oh."

The boy's eyelids drooped down and his tone was low.

His fingertips moved, and he raised his eyes again and asked, "Then... can your lord help me wash it?"

The wind is light.

She blinked.

How can a child not be shy when he is drunk?

Feng Qian coughed lightly and said lightly, "Are you sure?"

Di Zhao paused, not knowing what to think, although he was confused, he still said: "It's still, don't."

"But..." the little boy muttered, "Can you not leave, my lord?"

He looked up at Feng Qian.

It's not impossible to accompany, Feng Qian nodded, "Okay, if you don't go, I'll be outside."

"Um."

Di Zhao nodded.

Feng Qian got up and was about to leave, but was caught by something.

She looked down and saw that Di Zhao was holding onto a piece of her clothing.

The little boy let go of his hand after realizing it.

The wind is shallow and people bring hot water.

After pouring hot water into the tub, he pushed the door out and sat on the wooden railing outside.

in the room.

Di Zhao moved slowly, took a change of clothes and hung it on the screen.

He took off his clothes little by little and glanced at the door before entering the tub.

"Sir, are you still there?"

Feng Qian, who was sitting outside, replied, "I'm here."

Di Zhao was relieved, climbed into the tub, and took a bath slowly.

After taking a shower, he changed into clean clothes and walked to the door.

After opening the door, he saw the girl in white in front of him.

Feng Qian turned around when he heard the movement, and when he saw Di Zhao, he turned down and walked towards him.

"I ve done washing."

The little boy's voice was well-behaved, as if he was waiting for the praise of his parents.

"Well, that's awesome."

Feng Qian was not stingy with his compliments, and touched Fragment's head by the way.

"Okay, let's go to sleep."