The little husband of the sick prince's family

Zou Yun looked at the small cart, then at the small closed cart on the ox cart, frowned, and said worriedly: "Brother Lin, we're leaving, what about the cart? It can't be put on the street. Bar."

"Brother Yun, you haven't left yet?" The silver-haired little old lady strolled to Zou Yun's side holding an umbrella and leading a chubby baby.

The milk doll's eyes lit up even more, and she jumped on Zou Yun's calf like flying, and said in a milky voice, "Brother, I want ice powder."

The old granny said helplessly: "This little greedy cat, after waking up, he cried and wanted to see his brother, Cha Bing Fan, the family coaxed him for a long time, but he still couldn't stop his crying."

The two-year-old child's self-esteem began to germinate. Hearing the little old lady's jokes, he took it seriously, pursed his lips, and said softly, "I didn't lose my temper, and I didn't cry."

Zou Yun knelt down and scratched the bridge of his nose: "I didn't cry, why are my eyes so red?"

"I want to make ice powder, and my eyes are red." The milk doll clasped her little finger, tilted her head towards the ice powder stand, and made everyone laugh out loud with her awkward explanation.

"Okay, brother will make ice powder for you." Zou Yun imitated his tone, coaxing the pink little doll.

At this moment, the little old lady noticed the handsome young man beside Zou Yun, and asked with a smile, "Brother Yun, who is this?"

"This is my husband." Zou Yun blushed.

These two people are both rare and good-looking. The little old lady is old and has no other hobbies. She prefers to introduce marriages to others. Seeing Qi Lin's fresh and handsome appearance, she thinks of the unmarried concubines from her family. Girl, faintly tempted, it's a pity that Qi Lin married a wife.

Many people's first thought of marrying Shuang'er as a regular wife is absurd, but the old lady is half buried in the ground, so she has to see everything thoroughly, as long as she truly loves each other, no matter how big the difference in status is.

"Xiao Lin, with such a heavy rain, no one must have bought it. Otherwise, you would push the ice powder truck to our house, and I would buy all the rest for the people in the house to taste."

"In the mansion?" Zou Yun and Qi Lin looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.The rich and noble families in this town can be counted on ten fingers, and there are only two houses that can be called "mansions".

The two majestic stone lions in front of the vermilion gate, Zou Yun closely followed the pace of the little old lady. As soon as he entered the gate, he was deeply attracted by the magnificent scenery inside.

"Grandmother, Fu Baoer." The girl in a smudged dress of smoked veils and purple veils trotted lightly from the Huxin Pavilion to the old lady Yan and gave a hasty salute. With her movements, it swayed slightly, forming a graceful arc.

Her talking eyes carefully looked at the tall figure pushing the small cart, rolled up a silk handkerchief, and asked, seemingly inadvertently, "Mother, who are these two?"

"Brother Yun and his husband." The old lady emphasized the last two words, and her tone became soothing again: "Fu Bao'er misses their ice powder every day, so I'll just buy them all and let everyone try."

Hearing this, Yan Jin bit her lip and stood aside sullenly.She had just asked □□, and secretly glanced at Qi Lin, only to see that his expression was normal, apparently he had already forgotten her.

"Brother Yun, you can leave this small cart, and I will ask the housekeeper to deliver it for you tomorrow."

"it is good."

……

Zou Yun, who was holding the money, was tired after getting off the carriage. He no longer looked cheerful as before, and quickly entered the room with small steps. He lay on the wooden table and stared blankly at the front. Qi Lin touched it His forehead didn't catch a cold either: "Brother Yun, go change your clothes."

And someone pretended not to hear it at all, still lying lazily on the stomach.

His body was suddenly suspended in the air, Zou Yun instinctively put his hands on Qi Lin's neck, looking up, he could only see the man's well-defined jaw angle, and his big black eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

This was the first time that Zou Yun was hugged by a princess of the same sex. Qi Lin was very tall, around 187 by visual inspection, and Zou Yun had a glimpse of his height from the ground, so he didn't dare to struggle at all.

Qi Lin hugged Xiaofulang, and felt as if he was holding a docile little milk cat, lying softly in his arms, obedient and light, his nose was full of Xiaofulang's unique pine scent.

Putting the little husband on the wooden bed, Qi Lin knelt down on one knee, took off the wet cloth shoes of the little husband, picked up the cloth towel on the head of the bed to dry those white little feet, and put the little husband in the underwear Fu Lang stuffed it under the quilt, and touched the top of Xiao Fu Lang's hair: "What's wrong? Why are you unhappy?"

Zou Yun has a temperament that can't hold back: "Have you met Miss Yan?" Zou Yun believes in Qi Lin's character, but it's just strange that Miss Yan always sneaks peeks affectionately?

The little husband doubted his innocence, Qi Lin half squatted and looked at the little husband covered in quilts, and explained the misunderstanding seriously: "Miss Yan and the maid were surrounded by a few idlers when they were walking in the alley. , I happened to pass by, so I offered to help."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Zou Yun collapsed on the bed boneless, and felt a bit ashamed after realizing that something was wrong with him.

Qi Lin covered him with a quilt: "Brother Yun, take a good rest, I'll return the ox cart to Uncle Huang first."

After walking a few steps, he felt that his sleeves were being pulled. He turned around and saw Zou Yun crawling out of the bed, his ears were red, and he said softly, "It's raining heavily outside, let's go later."

Qi Lin chuckled and explained: "If I go a little later, Uncle Huang will come to settle accounts with me."

Hearing this, Zou Yun let go of his crumpled sleeves and shrank back: "Then you come back early." The voice came from under the blanket, muffled.

"it is good."

As soon as Qi Lin walked out of the room, Zou Yun sat up, looked at the receding figure from the small gap in the window, pursed his mouth, and his face was filled with worry.

"Don't watch it, don't watch it, the male lead won't come back again." Looking at Zou Yun, who is like a watchman, 001 is flying around, making "piapia" sounds with his small wings.

Zou Yun has a stubborn mouth and will never take the initiative to admit it: "I just want to see if my precious seedlings have been drenched by the rain. What are you talking about?"

"Okay, okay." 001 put away his light blue wings, sat on Zou Yun's shoulder, and responded in a coaxing tone.

Zou Yun glanced at the blue ball that was "sitting upright" and wondered, poked 001's elastic body and asked curiously: "Isn't your system virtual? Why did you come out of my body?"

"...It's a long story." 001 said deeply.

"Then make a long story short."

The host who was limp in front of the hero turned into a slut in front of him, 001 said angrily, "Am I still your little baby?"

"..."

"Okay." Seeing through the host's ruthlessness, 001 introduced his identity: "I come from the interstellar world. Due to the theft of data, many worlds were chaotic. In order to solve this dilemma, scientists invented a system to help those planets in distress. The proud son."

"So I am the proud son of heaven?" Zou Yun asked expectantly.

"...You are not, Qi Lin is."

"Then why are you tied to me and I'm wearing it here?"

"Because there was a sudden problem with the transmission belt." 001 said awkwardly: "It caused me to travel to the wrong world and was tied to you who had a car accident. For the normal adjustment of the plot, this world has more variables like you."

"So I died in the original world?"

"Yeah." 001 couldn't bear to say: "So you can only extend your life by completing tasks. Simply put, you and the hero are redeeming each other."

The author has something to say: Thank you little cuties for your collection.

Thank you Luoxi.Little Angel's Mine.