Shang Yanbei hurriedly wiped away the tears that came when he said that, "Don't cry, why don't you just say a few words about you, if you cry like this, those who don't know will think I'm bullying you."

Cen Chu rolled his eyes in his heart, aren't you just bullying people, crying twice is to save face for you, if I don't cry you will be finished, let you bully children.

Shang Yanbei was also aggrieved, it was Cen Chu playing with his hair, he was about to get up and realized that his scalp was hurt and he didn't say anything, he was still crying.

Ahhhhhh, this little fool is serious and loves to cry, don't you know that you can't play with your hair casually.

Shang Yanbei coaxed him for a long time, but Cen Chu remained unmoved, did not cry out, and did not howl when he wiped away his tears.

Shang Yanbei was at a loss. In the end, he used the dagger he carried with him to cut off a section of his own hair and Cen Chu's hair, braided Cen Chu's hair, and put it in Cen Chu's small bag. Cen Chu didn't cry, like a baby. stuffed the bag against his chest.

Shang Yanbei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I just want hair that much."

Cen Chu nodded emphatically: "Father and A-Niang said that whoever they like, they want their hair."

Qingsi, homophonic for Qingsi, stubbornly asked for his hair, and tied it with his again, did she want to tie the two of them together? It's really greedy.

"Like me?" Shang Yanbei didn't claim to be lonely, and Cen Chu didn't know that he was the frightening prince, he only knew that he was the one who hugged him and sniffed him as soon as he saw him, and even hugged him to sleep.

In front of Cen Chu, he was just Shang Yanbei, without any identity.

Cen Chu tilted his head, even though Shang Yanbei cried him fiercely just now, he still replied with a smile: "I like it."

"You little fool...You little squeamish, do you know what liking is? Just say you like me." Shang Yanbei poked a small dimple on the left side of his face, but there was no one on the right side of his face, and the touch felt very good.

You can't speak ill of the little fool in front of the little fool, and you will have to coax him for a long time after crying for a while.

Cen Chu took out the bag containing the hair and looked at it: "I know, just like Dad loves A Niang, Dad combs A Niang's hair every day."

"You still remember when you were so young." In this era, there are very few people who can do a bun for their wives.

Shang Yanbei has never had a mother since he was born. There are so many concubines in his father's palace, and those concubines serve his father every time. Where can we hear the rumors that he would make up any concubine's eyebrows.

Even those ministers, he heard almost all the girls in Hualou were good-looking, which girl had a good figure, and few people would say how they got married.

Oh no, if you have a good relationship with your wife, you won't get along with them.

Unexpectedly, he never thought that General Cen, who is a rough boss, would also make up and paint his wife's eyebrows at home, which also left a deep impression on Cen Chu.

"Why don't I remember?" Cen Chu raised his head proudly, "My father told me since I was a child, that I should post hair for the person I like in the future."

"That's why you..." Shang Yanbei pointed to his half-cut hair.

Cen Chu felt embarrassed, "Yes, I like you very much."

"Hmph, little squeamish, let's go, let's go eat first, your little stomach is probably going to be hungry." Shang Yanbei felt more and more relaxed here in Cen Chu, there was no suspicion, no insidiousness, only simplicity. A dialogue from the heart is an exchange that goes deep into the soul.

Cen Chu was indeed a little hungry, he patted his stomach, "Hungry."

"Take it away." Shang Yanbei held him by the hand.

Fei Yu was sitting on the eaves, where mosquitoes didn't like to fly up.

When he saw Shang Yanbei leading Cen Chu out, his eyeballs almost fell out of shock. Is this smiling and cautious person really his Highness? Maybe he was dropped by someone.

It's a pity that Fei Yao is not here, otherwise he would be even more surprised than him.

"You don't seem to have told me your name yet." Cen Chu followed behind him step by step.

"Shang Yanbei, my name is Shang Yanbei." He replied.

Cen Chu: "Then can I call you Beibei in the future? You can call me Chuchu, that's how my father and mother call me."

Shang Yanbei staggered, almost fell, and said with a dark face, "No."

What is it called Beibei? If he said that he would stop being a human being, Shang Yanbei absolutely did not agree with such a thing happening.

Cen Chu looked frustrated: "Then why should I call you?"

"I'm older than you, so just call me Brother Yan, and Brother Yan will protect you from now on."

Cen Chu smiled and shouted, "Okay, Brother Yan."

Coincidentally, Fei Yao happened to pass by again, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he wished that he was a deaf man, a blind man, he shouldn't be walking, why would he choose to walk if a good roof doesn't walk.

Shang Yanbei directly skipped him without even looking at him.

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