Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

Xiaorong bites the lip, nods, shakes his head again, and finally shrinks his head.

Long Yutian reached out and held her face, gently licking her forehead with her forehead: "Don't be angry with the father. Isn't it good? Don't call Uncle Uncle? You are the father's baby, the father is just now. If you drink too much, you will be murderous. How can the father and the emperor be willing to drive you away? How can I not want you?"

"Really?" Xiaorong was so stunned by Long Yutian, and he didn't cry. It was just in the eyes of the slap, it seemed to be a little suspicious.

"Of course, the father swears!" Long Yutian said that he was very serious and serious. He said: "If the father is bullying you, he will be punished."

The word 'penalty' has not yet fallen, and Xiaoronger blocked the lips of Long Yutian with a fat little hand: "Don't punish the father, the velvet will be distressed-"

In a short sentence, like a stone thrown on the calm lake, swaying a layer of shackles, so that Long Yutian's heart, mixed feelings.

He repented and sighed, but more of it was a pet that didn't hurt enough.

He bowed his head and kissed her cheek: "The father will assure you that the father will hurt you forever, pamper you, protect you, hold you in your hand, let you be my most precious baby, good or not?"

Xiaorong is really a child's heart. When she is beaten, she cries. When she is beaten, she laughs. She reveals two small tiger teeth and laughs and squeaks: "Well, the velvet believes the father!"

Long Yutian wiped the tears hanging on her eyes with her fingertips, and pointed her nose to her nose: "Then we don't cry, okay? Look at a small face, like a small flower. Cats are like, not beautiful!"

"Father, you are bad!" The velvet nest was spoiled in the arms of Long Yutian, and then he took the initiative to hook his neck. The milk screamed: "Father hugs, go back to sleep!"

Long Yutian said nothing, he took the little velvet up and returned to the dormitory.

The blessing at the door saw a large, small hand holding a small hand and walked in. A stone in his heart was finally put down.

"Congratulations to the emperor and the little princess. The little princess stood outside for so long, and I must be hungry. The minion is called the imperial dining room to prepare some snacks for you!"

The sweetness of the mouth is always right, the squinting like a little chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum below can be preserved!

The velvet may be because the spirit is too tight, and standing in the yard for a few hours, blowing a cold wind, tired.

Therefore, Long Yutian patted her back and stared at her, only licking the little songs that were not adjusted by the two hands, and the little girl fell asleep in the quilt.

However, her claws are still holding the fingers of Long Yutian tightly. It seems that in her dreams, she is afraid of losing with him.

Long Yu Tian smashed the quilt, stared at the little things on the bed and looked at the big one for a long time, and bowed his head to kiss her face, which quietly rose to the outside.

He told the blessing to take some clay, and he sat at the desk and gathered the little clay figurines.

Fuzi stood silently as a puppet, until a small **** called him out, and he returned to the dormitory again, and the whole person became heavy.

Fuzi carefully drifted to the side of Long Yutian, screaming a few times, and then swallowed it.