The cubs assigned by the empire are a bit cute

Koukou especially likes to watch his aunt knitting, especially knitting hats for him. He rides on a small wooden horse and plays, watching his aunt's fingertip movements with big eyes, which is both novel and special.

Mrs. Cen looked at him from time to time, and asked with a smile, "Hasn't Koukou seen Mr. Knitting before?"

Koukou rested his chin on the top of the little wooden horse's head, tilted his head and thought for a long time, then shook his head: "No."

The teachers in the Cub Nurturing Center are very busy, and they rarely seem to sit down on weekdays.

Koukou vividly told his aunt a lot about the upbringing of the teachers, and at the end, he muttered profusely: "There are very few teachers, and there are many, many children, so you can't hug them often."

"Really?" Mrs. Cen put down her needlework when she heard this, and waved to Axu, "Axu, please write this down and ask someone to confirm what's going on."

Koukou pricked up her ears and asked, "Auntie, what are you sure about?"

Mrs. Cen stretched out her hand towards him, and handed the needle and thread to Axu, asking her to hold it further away.

Koukou got off the wooden horse chair and threw himself on his aunt's lap.

Mrs. Cen hugged Xiao Koukou and sat on her lap, explaining: "Check to see if there are too few teachers, so you can't hug the children often. If so, auntie will ask them to find more teachers."

"Really?" Koukou felt unbelievable, "How much more?"

"Then I don't know, I need to find out first." Mrs. Cen picked up Koukou and walked around, still wondering if she should keep him or not?Or go out with her?

While pacing, the maid came in and said, "Ma'am, Your Majesty has asked the royal designer to come over and tailor the clothes for His Royal Highness."

Koukou listened, her little face seemed to understand.

Mrs. Cen smiled and said, "Okay, let them in."

She rubbed the dazed little cutie lightly: "Dad made new clothes for the button, let's measure the size."

"Pull up? New clothes?" Koukou's eyes were full of joy, and he heard orderly footsteps just after he finished speaking. He turned his head and saw an aunt came in with a lot of people, each carrying a small box in his hand. .

This is the royal design team that specializes in sewing clothes for the royal family and nobles. They only received the news today that they knew that the royal family had an extra young Highness.

Now everyone sees His Highness up close, and they are attracted by his immature and cute appearance, plus he is extraordinarily well-behaved, making him look particularly pleasing.

Koukou sat on the sofa with his aunt and grandma, and when everyone was saluting, he quietly observed the exquisite and unique toolbox, curious about what was inside.

Mrs. Cen asked them to start working, and the designer's assistants opened the toolbox, ready to assemble a small children's table on site.

The various parts of the avatar were originally disassembled and put into the tool box, but now they are naturally taken out separately and put back on.

Koukou was startled when he saw two arms and a round head, he hurriedly turned around like a frightened kitten, kicking and crawling towards his aunt's arms with his two little legs, his voice was trembling with fright : "Grandma! Grandma! Don't want that... woo woo woo..."

Mrs. Cen hugged the child in a hurry, covered his eyes with her sleeve, and realized that it was the avatar who was frightened, but she didn't immediately reprimand the designer, but waved her hand to tell them to leave quickly.

The designers panicked and moved away with tools, not expecting to frighten His Highness.

Everyone looked at each other in panic as they walked outside.

"What should we do? Your Highness was scared to cry by the stage, will Mrs. Cen blame us?"

The middle-aged female designer said: "Mrs. Cen is generous and would not do this. But what happened today is our responsibility. I forgot to consider that your highness is only four years old and timid. I will apologize to Mrs. Cen again. You all pay attention to it in the future." , Don’t bring a mannequin to make clothes for the children of the royal family.”

The others responded in unison: "Yes."

Mrs. Cen coaxed her softly, "Okay, Koukou, my aunt has already let them go, don't be afraid. We are very brave children, aren't we?"

Koukou still leaned into his aunt's warm embrace. He pursed his mouth in fear. It was really scary to see the brother turn his broken arm and put it on.

Mrs. Cen explained: "Kuukou, that one is fake, not real, it is used to support clothes."

"Don't...don't break it..." Koukou's voice was as weak as a mosquito moaning, his eyes turned red unconsciously, "it will hurt very much."

Just as he was talking, he hurriedly hugged his little arm, as if his thin arm had been screwed on.

Mrs. Cen rubbed his back lovingly, and walked back and forth in the room: "We are not afraid of Koukou, we are both four years old, we are very brave and brave children."

Koukou twitched the tip of his nose, turned his little head on his aunt's shoulder, and secretly opened one eye. He didn't see that thing, so he relaxed his clenched fist.

He raised his little head and looked at Mrs. Cen anxiously: "Auntie, Koukou will still be afraid when she grows up."

He doesn't think that because he grows up, he will not be afraid.

That scene was terrifying.

Mrs. Cen couldn't help bowing her head and kissing the cutie: "Okay, we don't like that, and we don't like it when we grow up, do we? My aunt and grandma don't like it either, and we don't want to see it in the future."

"En!" Koukou nodded vigorously, scratched her soft face with her small hands, and continued to lean on her aunt and grandma with her profile.

Mrs. Cen coaxed Koukou well first, and didn't mention the matter of making clothes again, for fear of bringing up Koukou and recalling unpleasant scenes in her heart, she planned to talk about it later.

The next day, at night.

After Jiang Muhan participated in an important foreign event, he went to Mrs. Cen's residence.

As soon as he went in, he saw Mrs. Cen coming out of the bedroom.

Jiang Muhan greeted respectfully: "Auntie."

He didn't hear the little cub's voice when he was outside the door, and there was no one at this time.

After taking his seat, Jiang Muhan still didn't see the little guy playing lively.

He wanted to ask his aunt why the little guy wasn't here, so his lips moved slightly, but he didn't know how to address the little guy.

Should he be called by his name?

Mrs. Cen could see that he seemed to want to say something, but he got stuck at a certain point and didn't speak.

Ah Xu brought the soup before going to bed, Mrs. Cen picked up the bowl to drink the soup, and simply waited for him to speak.

Then, the room fell into an eerie silence.

"Cough." Jiang Muhan finally thought of how to ask the little guy about it, "Auntie, did the designer clothes get ready two days ago? When will they be delivered?"

It was the first time for him to care about such a small matter, and he started to feel cramped for no reason.

Mrs. Cen put down the spoon and said slowly, "It didn't work out."

"Huh?" Jiang Muhan frowned slightly with his slanted thick eyebrows, "How do you say it? What's inappropriate?"

Mrs. Cen told him about the situation that day, and then said: "I don't blame them for being careless. We haven't had children here for many years."

Jiang Muhan's face was somewhat sullen: "Why can't you blame them? When you informed them to come in, you said that it was a little highness who made clothes."

Mrs. Cen said: "So they are also careful. I heard that it is for His Royal Highness, and the avatars are also selected for children's avatars."

"This……"

Jiang Muhan thought: How do these people do things?It scared the little cub to tears.

Mrs. Cen glanced at him, and said with relief: "Koukou is fine, just scared, just hug him for a while and he'll be fine. Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"En." Jiang Muhan responded stiffly.

Mrs. Cen remembered another thing: "However, I don't think if I go out and leave Kou Kou alone at home, I don't feel at ease."

"Then what do you mean?" Jiang Muhan looked at his aunt in surprise, "Take him there? Is it appropriate?"

In the past two days, he still wants to wait for his aunt to go out. He will get close to the little guy, and then behind him with this cute little guy who calls him "Puba", what a wonderful picture it will be.

Now it turns out that knowing that my aunt is going to take Koukou away is like a bolt from the blue.

Mrs. Cen picked up the soup bowl and continued to drink the soup, and said slowly, "The main reason is that His Majesty is so busy and doesn't have time to take care of Koukou all the time."

"I'm not busy." Jiang Muhan blurted out, then hesitated subtly, "I mean if my aunt leaves the child behind, I can arrange official duties, and I won't neglect to take care of him."

Mrs. Cen thought for a while, but did not refute directly, and continued: "But Your Majesty is serious, I am afraid that Kou Kou will be frightened."

Jiang Muhan moved his fingers unnaturally on the armrest: "Then I... I will try to be gentle."

Mrs. Cen understood the meaning of his words, and a loving smile appeared in her eyes: "Since Koukou came home, Your Majesty has never hugged Koukou once, right?"

"This..." Jiang Muhan coughed twice, and said sincerely, "Auntie, if he wants, I will hug him."

Seeing that Mrs. Cen was silent, he added: "I can arrange some official duties these days, and I can also arrange some outdoor activities according to his preferences. Auntie, what do you think?"

Mrs. Cen was holding the bowl, and said thoughtfully: "I don't think it's useless. I'd better wait until Koukou wakes up tomorrow, and I'll ask him. You know, it's better to let the children be happy on their own, and parents can't do it casually." Arrange them, right?"

Jiang Muhan heard it, and it was true: "Well, then I..."

He thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Shall I have breakfast with my aunt tomorrow?"

Mrs. Cen couldn't help laughing: "Okay."

Jiang Muhan breathed a sigh of relief, remembering what his aunt said just now, he asked curiously: "Aunt, is he asleep? In your bedroom?"

"En." Mrs. Cen raised her hand and asked Axu to take him to have a look. It was a bit of unexpected relief to see the back of him stepping in lightly.

As soon as Jiang Muhan walked into the dimly lit and warm yellow bedroom, he felt the breath of a milk doll, which was fragrant and warm.

There was a soft bulge in the center of the big bed, and with the slight breathing sound, the bulge rose and fell visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Muhan stepped forward from the end of the bed, and saw the little cub with milky white skin sleeping soundly, with a small hand raised high next to his chubby face, his closed eyes were slender and thick, and he was usually wrapped in a baby hat. At this moment, the wool roll is messily covering the head and pillow, making it look more fluffy and cute.

The little red mouth was upturned, and I don't know what I dreamed, but suddenly I pouted with a displeased expression on my face.

The thing lying on the pillow suddenly pulled under the quilt, hugged something in front of him and rubbed it.

Jiang Muhan was curious about what was hidden under the quilt, and was about to take a step forward, when he saw Xiao Koukou turn around unconsciously, leaving only short curly hair for him, even his chin retracted into the quilt, his whole body They almost hid under the covers.

Jiang Muhan raised his hand, wanting to stretch the quilt for him, but he didn't know what to do, so he had to give up.

It's just that when he got close to it just now, he felt the warmth of the little cub's breath, which was really unexpected.

If it's winter, holding a little guy in your arms, the night must be extra warm.

Jiang Muhan watched quietly for a long time before returning to his senses. The moment he walked out of the bedroom, it was as if he had entered another world with only adults.

In the world of adults, there is only wind, knife, frost, and sword that force each other hard, so there is no warmth and sweetness that is natural all over the body.

When Jiang Muhan left, he was still thinking, what if the little guy doesn't want to stay tomorrow?

He will have breakfast tomorrow morning, do you want to prepare some small gifts?

What will the little one like?

Jiang Muhan thought of all kinds of small dolls and toys on his aunt's bed and sofa in the living room, and it was really hard to think of ingenious gifts for a while.

He vaguely remembered that he had a mechanical spaceship toy when he was a child, and now he still remembers it deeply.

Back at the residence, Jiang Muhan asked the maid to find the spaceship.

The maid had never seen His Majesty so excited, looking for an old toy in the middle of the night, looking for it in amazement.

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