Get out, divorce!

The queen calls 'little uncle', how about it? "

He bit the word "how" lightly, and the ending sound was raised again. Therefore, no matter how this sentence sounded, it sounded like a threat.

So, I nodded habitually.

Life is just a nod. Some things will be understood later, and it will be too late if you want to regret it.

This night, I tossed and turned in sleep, and had nightmares again and again... It's hard to say what I was dreaming about.

When it was still daylight, a pair of icy big hands suddenly swept into the bed, and suddenly lifted the quilt away.

"Ah," I groaned, closing my eyes tightly and pulling the pillow over it.

"Humph," a cold snort was heard above his head, the sound was like ice water pouring down watermelons in summer.

I threw away the pillow wisely, and opened my eyes in a daze, "Father..."

I'm afraid this is another nightmare... Why did Zhao Chuansun not go to court early in the morning, but stood by my bed?

"Are you so courageous? You dare to take my words as fart again, huh?!"

"Woo..." After he said that, I suddenly felt a headache, pain in my feet, pain in my whole body, and there was nothing comfortable in my whole body.

"Tell me," Zhao Chuansun stabbed me with his phoenix eyes, "what should I call me?"

Uh……

"Uncle...Uncle?"

This sound called out, and I only felt my scalp go numb.

Although, he is not my real father, but I have called that "father" for 16 years, it is like memorizing the three-character scriptures. Uncle", it's really...too nasty.

I opened my eyes tremblingly, I was so numb, I looked at his face for a long time, but couldn't hold back a "morning".

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Chuan and Sun Feng narrowed his eyes, revealing a sharp look, "Don't get up for me, huh?!"

I was taken aback, feeling wronged from my heart, this...you look at me, how can I get up?Although, you are still my little uncle, but after all, you are not my own father. Are you so embarrassed to look at your nephew in his underwear?

You are not my father anymore...

Why, when I think that Zhao Chuansun is not my real father, I feel a little sad in my heart... Could it be?

I glanced at him again... Could it be... I was really fooled by him? !

"Idiot," Zhao Chuansun finally got impatient and suddenly hugged me horizontally.

"what!"

Being suspended in the air before he woke up, Zhao Xiaozhu's heart trembled like a candle in the wind.

"Why is it sinking like a pig?"

Zhao Chuansun even complained biting the words to make matters worse.

Too heavy...too heavy, you put me down? !

Uh... Sure enough, he let me down, like sticking a candle, and stuck it on the ground, and I was really stunned like a stupid candle.

"Come in," Zhao Chuansun ordered, his voice was soft but moving.

Only the voices of warblers and swallows could be heard outside the door, which seemed to be the voices of a few girls, giggling and about to open the door to come in.

Isn't this going to try that again? !

"Stand still," Zhao Chuansun saw through at a glance that I wanted to escape.

I turned my head and glanced at him. He had already put on a posture and sat on my bed, looking at me with his eyes... I consciously stood up again.

At this time, those girls who were singing orioles and swallows went around the screen and entered the inner room.

Four seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, each holding a black lacquer and gold plate, the plate is ridden with red satin robes, dragon and phoenix gauze covers, hair bands, jade, as well as rulers, scissors, needles and threads, talking and laughing like that came in.

"Second Master," the first girl in green greeted me, "The servants are here to cut new clothes for my son, and the second master's wedding is full of joy and happiness."

The three girls behind her were also blessed and congratulated.

The voices of the girls are different after all, sweet and pretty, like a willow leaf in the spring breeze, caressing people's hearts from top to bottom, itchy, strangely beneficial.

"fool……"

Then I heard Zhao Chuansun scolding me behind my back.

Blinking, pretending not to hear.

"Which one should I change first?" The girl in green at the head looked at me hesitantly, then turned around and discussed with the girl in blue behind her for a while, and then decided to change the scarlet gauze robe first.

The two of them held up the burqa, and I touched the plate. It was as thin as a cicada's wing, as greasy as fine sand, and a large plate of peonies looming through the golden thread was drawn.

"Second Master, do you like it?" The two maidservants smiled and hugged me up, "They were all chosen by Xiang Ye."

Chosen? ... I held back, not daring to laugh.

"The sleeve here..." The servant girl pulled out the ruler and carefully measured it, then sewed a stitch of green thread deftly, "It's an inch and a half shorter...remember it?"

"Write it down, one and a half inches," another maid wrote down in a thin notebook.

Then measure the waist, and take away an inch or two...

I saw it too, the red gauze covered the backs of the hands and dragged the heels... It was so hazy, so hazy that even the wedding that was destined to end was vaguely visible.

I secretly glanced at the "little uncle" behind me with the corner of my eye...

I found that he was raising the corners of his mouth and looking at me too.

His eyes collided, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

This is about to get married... After measuring the whole set of clothes, I lay down on the chair, grasped the back of the chair, and shook it a few times in boredom.

The sour branch of rosewood is under my buttocks, "creaking" sadly.

I just feel happier in my heart...

Zhao Chuansun watched me finish measuring the clothes, then walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Before leaving, he complained that he was blind because of his poor figure.

I watched his back as he walked away, but I didn't think of a word of rebuttal.

come to...

Just because he is Zhao Chuansun.

Looking at the willow branches bursting with buds outside the window... Zhao Xiaozhu fell asleep again after lying on the back of the chair.

He had a dream.

There was a mountain in the dream, and on the top of the mountain there was an old pine with a fairy air. The pine tree was twisted and twisted, and he was only shrunk to the size of a thumb, trying his best to climb up joint by joint.

After finally climbing up to the first branch, he saw the little fox sitting there with a gloomy expression, looking at him coldly.

"Zhao, Xiao, Zhu..." The little fox gritted his teeth, "You poked the dragon's body with your claws, and you still want to marry?!"

Zhao Xiaozhu hurriedly fell down, put his head in his hands, and muttered, "...I don't want to, I don't want to...you insisted on making me marry."

"Did I let you do it?!" The little fox grabbed his neck and said bitterly.

"Ah, ah..." Zhao Xiaozhu struggled desperately, "Why not, yes..."

Zhao Chuansun came back after dealing with the matter, and saw such a strange scene: Zhao Xiaozhu fell asleep sitting on the chair, his throat happened to be stuck on the back of the chair, and he was still struggling while struggling...

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I didn't want to add it. . .originally. .Everyone said that my pig son must be a victim. . .Now there are people who support that pig attack. . .Then Zhu Zonggong also appeared. . .

at last. . .I'm sluggish. . . . . .

【Twelve】Extra

That year, Zhao Chuansun was 12 years old... the age of clear sky and green grass...

That year, Zhao Xiaozhu was in the belly of a certain pregnant woman.

A certain pregnant woman is peeling lychees in a casual manner. She peels them in a strange way, and eats them in a strange way... I just don't know why a woman with such a temperament has such a cute and beautiful face.

Zhao Chuansun decided to ignore the [-]th, and just walked over like no one else was there.

"Grandma, the third master is here!"

Out of the corner of Zhao Chuansun's eye, he caught sight of that stupid maid who was as stupid as a pig. In the future, he will take over all the power, and all the idiots in the house will be thrown out to feed the dogs.

"Huh?" The pregnant woman at [-] raised her face suddenly when she heard this, her eyes sparkled and sparkled, she threw down the lychee, and shouted, "Little uncle, I'm here..."

The pregnant woman on March 200 happily waved at Zhao Chuansun, waved a small handkerchief, and was so excited that she almost jumped up from the Xiangzhu couch... There are more than [-] people in Zhao's house, and this little uncle has a gorgeous appearance. Tong, must have violated lust and was relegated to the world... (*^__^*) hee hee...

Every time she flirts with little uncle like this, she will feel that pregnancy is actually not that hard.

The pregnant woman on March [-] smiled at Zhao Chuansun in a nympho.

Jintong narrowed his eyes... a fool.

"Little uncle," the thirty-eight pregnant woman smiled at him in a nympho.

Zhao Chuansun glanced at the protruding belly... Isn't it because the Zhao family is going to produce another idiot?

"Little uncle," the pregnant woman at [-] decided to present her trump card, "My baby will be your wife in the future... Ouch, my mother! It hurts!"

The baby in her belly kicked her hard.

Jintong rolled his eyes, turned around and walked away.

The spring is still so soft, the green grass is still so rippling...

"Grandma, don't cry!"

"Young master kicked and hurt you, don't cry, cry badly..."

"Come on, come on, peel the lychees for grandma!"

A certain pregnant woman wiped away her tears, choked up her sobs and ate lychees again, muttering, "It's not the young master...it's the young miss..."

Why? !

Why didn't one dump her while the other kicked her? !

Isn't that great?

A golden boy matches a jade girl... The [-]-year-old pregnant woman touched her belly, and said in her heart very seriously and confidently...Baby, you must be a jade girl!

Otherwise, Zhao Jintong will be snatched away by someone else... Huh, she is not willing... She really wants to be Zhao Jintong's mother-in-law...

"Ouch!!" Tears burst forth.

In the belly, she responded with another kick.

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【Thirteen】

People often say that when the flowers are on fire, one day the trees will fall and the monkeys will be scattered...

Zhao Chuansun is that