Little Flower Fairy Chasing Her Husband

In the fifth year after King Rui took over Yunchuan, the princess gave birth to her third child, named Lu Yunqi, in the warm and dry early winter of Yunchuan.

Far away from the capital city, in this peaceful land, no one is staring at Zirong's background anymore, and no one is coveting the empty backyard of the land from time to time.

On the contrary, the people are envious of the harmonious relationship between the prince and the princess. The twins under their knees are extremely intelligent before they are five years old. In addition, Yunqi, who was born on the winter solstice, carved jade in powder, and the whole house is even more harmonious.

It was the beginning of winter, and it was almost time for dinner. As soon as Yu Pendant took Yun Qi who was asleep from Zi Rong's hand, An Lan and Ping Yu, two little flower demons who were less than the height of human thighs, opened the curtain and came in.

Both of them were downcast, but An Lan's eyes were red and her long eyelashes were wet, and she moved closer to Zirong and stopped crying.

They climbed onto Zirong's lap and sat on one side.They all leaned on Zirong's shoulder with their heads down, no one spoke, and no one looked at anyone.An Lan hugged Zi Rong's arm, sobbing from time to time.

It didn't take long for Lu Zhi to follow in, with a smile on his face, Zirong was hugging Pingyu, stroking An Lan's head and asking what's wrong, Lu Zhi said: "Arguing in front of Mr., I was beaten by someone Three palms."

Zirong immediately straightened her face, and asked the two people: "Is that so?"

The two little flower demons sat up straight involuntarily, not daring to cling any more, nodded honestly, and said, "That's right."

Zi Rong put the two of them on the ground, made them stand side by side in front of him, and asked, "Why are you arguing?"

Pingyu turned his head and glanced at An Lan quickly, then turned back, still hanging his head, neither of them spoke.

Lu Zhi walked over and stood in front of Zirong, habitually putting a hand on Zirong's shoulder.

Pingyu looked at him begging for help, but this time Lu Zhi pretended not to see him, and Zirong waited for the two of them to answer, so Pingyu could only whisper: "Mr. Mingming said that my handwriting is better than my sister's. admit……"

"My brother said that my handwriting is ugly and smelly!" An Lan thought of the sad things, felt wronged, and her voice became louder. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, she said to Zi Rong, "I said it didn't smell bad, so Eryu covered her nose." It stinks to death... woo woo woo woo..."

Zirong is usually stricter with the two little flower demons than Lu, but at this time, when she was crying, Xiaopang couldn't wipe away the tears with his hands, and knowing that both of them had been slapped on the palm by the husband, he couldn't hold on immediately. Keep a stern look.

He couldn't help but pull An Lan between his legs to comfort him, and asked Pingyu with a straight face, "Did you say that about what my sister wrote?"

Pingyu nodded dejectedly, and said, "I said..."

"Is it wrong?"

Pingyu replied: "Wrong."

Zirong asked again: "Where is the mistake?"

Pingyu thought for a while, then deliberately said: "...Although my sister's handwriting is stinky, Pingyu shouldn't talk about her in front of my husband."

An Lan cried again, Zirong shouted angrily, "Lu Pingyu!"

Pingyu straightened her body: "Here!"

"Okay, okay." When the situation was wrong, Lu Zhi quickly extinguished the fire: "Look at Lan Lan, I'll help you teach him a lesson." He grabbed a chair and sat down, and said to Pingyu: "Pingyu, come here .”

Lu Zhi is usually gentle, but for some reason, Pingyu always feels more afraid of this father.

He moved in front of Lu Zhi step by step, and admitted his mistake again: "Daddy, I know I was wrong."

Lu Zhi said: "I didn't ask you if you were wrong. Daddy wants to ask you if you are happy."

Pingyu looked up at him suspiciously, and Lu Zhi asked again: "An Lan is crying, are you happy?"

Pingyu shook his head and said, "Not happy."

"Hmm." Lu Zhi said, "Then you say An Langao is unhappy?"

Pingyu shook his head again, and said in a lower voice, "I'm not happy either..."

An Lan cried bitterly over there.He was laughed at by Pingyu, and finally slapped on the palm by his husband, so wronged.Now being comforted by Zi Rong in her arms, she couldn't stop crying.

Pingyu couldn't help turning his head to look, he didn't want to admit the regret in his heart, and deliberately thought, the girl is really troublesome.After a little teasing, it was like raining in the eyes, endless.

But obviously both of them were beaten, but now An Lan was hugged by Zirong, coaxing her softly, Pingyu couldn't help but pouted and moved closer to Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi deliberately didn't hug him, sat upright, put his hands on his knees, and said, "Tell me again, why are you unhappy, and why is An Lan unhappy?"

Ping Yu said: "Because Mr. hits the palm of his hand." @无限好文，all in Jinjiang Literature City

Mr.'s ruler is a wicker stick, which is placed on the side of the desk, and it will not be used once in a few months.

This time, although it was only hit three times, the willow stick was dipped in water before the hit, and the husband used [-]% of his strength to whip it in the palm of both of them without stopping, and both palms were burning.

Pingyu shook hands quietly out of sight, feeling really hurt.

After a while, Lu Zhi said, "Just because of this?"

Pingyu didn't want to say it, so he just leaned into Lu Zhi's arms.This time it has been squeezed between Lu Zhi's legs.But Pingyu pursed his lips and refused to say that he wanted to hug, and Lu Zhi just didn't know, looking at him gently.

After a while, Pingyu said: "I shouldn't say that Anlan's handwriting is stinky. Anlan is Pingyu's older sister. She is always very nice to Pingyu. half……"

He counted An Lan's kindness to him in a childlike voice, and as he talked, he also became sad. His eyes, which looked like Lu Zhi's peach blossoms, were reddened, the tip of his nose wrinkled, and he wanted to cry. He couldn't help but open his hands to beg : "Daddy, give Pingyu a hug."

Lu Zhi scooped up a small bun on his lap and sat down, then stroked his back with a generous palm, "It's good to know you're wrong. You're wrong, what do you want to say to An Lan?"

An Lan was not crying anymore, she was sitting in Zirong's arms facing Pingyu, rubbing her round eyes that were red from crying, her beautiful face was still covered with wet marks, following Lu Zhi's voice, she looked at Pingyu shyly .

Ping Yu pursed her lips and said to An Lan: "Sister, I was wrong, I won't do that again next time, it makes you sad."

An Lan pressed her forehead against Zi Rong's neck, nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

Lu Zhi laughed, moved the chair to Zirong, and asked the two little guys to stand next to each other.

Pingyu took An Lan's hand, blew two breaths into the palm, and imitated Zi Rong's way and said, "Hoo hoo, hoo hoo."

An Lan pursed her lips and smiled, her dimples were sunken in, as sweet as honey.

She was easily shy, and at this moment she didn't know what to say, so she hid her face in the pocket of Zirong's shoulder again.A fleshy little hand was left behind, which was held by Pingyu's equally fleshy hand, and the two reconciled.

Seeing that he had coaxed An Lan well, Ping Yu immediately looked at Zi Rong eagerly.

Zirong's face was still stern, and she didn't smile at him, so Pingyu timidly leaned into Lu Zhi's arms.

Lu Zhi quietly tugged on Zi Rong's sleeve, Zi Rong calmed down and said, "I have to bully my sister and cry once a day, and my sister is willing to forgive you, but once again, Daddy will ignore you again, remember?"

Ping Yu nodded with drooping eyelids, and said, "Remember..."

Only then did Zi Rong free up an arm, and took him from Lu Zhi's arms.Pingyu was very beautiful in her heart, but she didn't dare to escape at the moment, she just sat obediently, playing with the beads hanging from An Lan's clothes.

After training the children here, Yun Qi woke up, Lu Zhi coaxed him again, and the meal was set outside.

Pingyu and An Lan can't eat all the adults' meals, because they are afraid that it will be too greasy, and because they can't stand so many seasonings, so they always follow the nanny to cook separately.

But Lu Zhi brought them into the warm pavilion that day, brought two padded stools and placed them side by side in front of them, holding a large bowl of soaked rice, and fed them one bite at a time.

The two little flower demons had already started to eat by themselves, but they wished that someone could feed them. They opened their mouths in turn, their little fleshy faces puffed up and down, and the food was delicious.

After tidying up and going to bed at night, Lu Zhi hugged Zirong from behind, and the two of them talked one after another.

As he spoke, Lu Zhi's hands were dishonest, and he poked open the gap in Zirong's jacket with ease and burrowed in.This time he failed, and was held down by the always docile flower demon.

"Baby." Lu Zhi leaned closer, and softly coaxed his lips against Zirong's ear: "Baby, let go, let me..."

"You..." Zirong stopped after saying a word, and Lu Zhi spread him out like a pancake, and licked the corner of Zirong's mouth a few times: "How about me?"

Zirong complained in a low voice: "Pingyu is so naughty, you always don't care. I want to blame him, but you still come to protect him, so that he is not afraid of anything."

Lu Zhi chuckled, rubbed the thin layer of soft flesh on Zirong's waist vigorously, and couldn't put it down, and said in his mouth: "Didn't he know that he was wrong, besides...he suffered a lot today. An Lan just touched it." If you want to cry, Mister didn't really hit her, but Pingyu's hands are really red."

There is no husband who doesn't beat the students, not to mention the two of them would quarrel in class, knowing that the husband was right, but Lu Zhi felt very distressed.

Zi Rong knew, how could she not feel distressed, so when Lu Zhi fed the two villains at night, he didn't say anything.

But seeing Lu Zhi's smiling attitude, he couldn't help being anxious, "You can only remember after you have learned a lesson. You are always soft-hearted towards him. I think you will be beaten a few more times by your husband."

@无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Whatever he said, Lu Zhi agreed well, and in a few words, he kissed down the tender neck.How can I speak well like this, after a few times, Zi Rong softened her body, changed her tone, and let others play with her limply.

Lu Zhi held a piece of meat from Zirong's neck in his mouth and entered it. After so many years and so many times, Zirong still suffered a lot at first, holding his breath and not daring to move.

Finally at the end, the flower demon whimpered, and Lu Zhi asked warmly, "How is it?"

"You...you..." Zirong covered her eyes, was driven by the feeling of being too swollen, and said indiscriminately: "It's too hard, and..."

Lu Zhi kissed the lip that was bitten by himself, quickly and violently for a while, and then said: "You are right, I reward you."

Zirong climbed onto the land with limp hands and feet, sobbing when she closed her mouth, and moaning when she opened her mouth, she couldn't speak.

It wasn't until Lu Zhiken was kind enough to let him breathe, and the two of them were sticking together dripping with sweat, that Zirong gasped and said, "I just said, don't always be so soft-hearted to him, remember?"

Lu Zhi's attitude was exactly the same as every time he talked about teaching Pingyu a lesson, "I remember, I didn't forget a single word, it's all up to our baby."

Resolutely admit your mistakes and never correct them.

Before he had no children, Lu Zhi himself never thought that he would be such a father.Facing those two soft and immature faces, he couldn't even show a slightly fierce expression, let alone punish him severely.

He will never forget the difficulties when Zi Rong gave birth to the twins. The flower demon was lying in his arms wet, with more air inflow and less outflow. That's why he had these little flower demons, one mischievous and the other shy and quiet.

From the moment I opened my eyes in the morning, I wanted to look for my father, until I woke up at night to coax him to sleep.His heart is as soft as one or two pure white and thick clouds floating high in the autumn sky. If you try anything, you can sink into it and disappear without a trace.

The little flower demon is so obedient, it's not enough for him to treat her with the gentlest voice and expression in his life.The one in his arms is better than the other two, and he can be coaxed just by listening to him. Lu Zhifu moved again, stroking every part of the flower demon's body with his palms, showing endless tenderness.

Zi Rong was so tired that she begged a few times in a soft voice, in exchange for a comforting kiss from Lu Zhi.

Yunchuan's winter is dry and mild, and the Yaodan is divided into two, and the whole life to be spent with Zirong is very, very long.From then on, they lived slowly, and they still had countless days like this, and every night like this.