Ling'er was stunned for a moment. She slowly turned around, looked at the bright red on the ground, and then quickly looked at the person in front of her.

"Little thing, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the little thing's swollen eyes and tears on his face, Di Shitian's heart hurt severely.

A low magnetic sound sounded, and before it came, Di Shitian stepped forward two steps and hugged Ling'er in his arms.

Familiar body temperature, familiar asked.

Yes, this is indeed her everyday.

He's fine?

What happened to the blood on the ground?

But as long as it's okay every day.

Unconsciously stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Di Shitian's neck, rubbing his head constantly between his neck.

"day by day?"

"Yeah, I'm alone."

"day by day?"

"Yeah, I'm alone."

"Everyday...everyday...everyday..."

"Lonely, lonely, lonely..."

"Little guy, what's wrong with you? Who bullies you? I killed him for you!"

Damn, who made his little thing cry like this?

He couldn't bear to make her angry with his baby.

"No."

This man is always like this, and the first person he thinks of is always her.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Uh... nothing..." A certain spirit didn't know how to answer at this moment.

Could it be that she wants to say: I thought you were dead, so I was crying...

"Everyday, what's going on with the blood on the ground?" Damn it, if it weren't for the blood, she wouldn't have made such a big mistake, it would be embarrassing.

"That's the soup that was sprinkled just now during the day."

"..." No, she was so anxious that she couldn't even tell the difference between the blood.

Now I'm embarrassed and returned to my grandma's house...

"Little guy, what's wrong with you? Who bullies you? I killed him for you!" The low and beautiful voice clearly didn't have much emotional ups and downs, but it made people feel very safe when they heard it.

Damn, who made his little thing cry like this?

He couldn't bear to make her angry with his baby.

"No."

This man is always like this, and the first person he always thinks of is her. Even if she suddenly transforms now, she still pampers as usual.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Uh... nothing..." A certain spirit didn't know how to answer at this moment.

Could it be that she wants to say: I thought you were dead, so I was crying...

"Everyday, what's going on with the blood on the ground?" Damn it, if it weren't for the blood, she wouldn't have made such a big mistake, it would be embarrassing.

"Huh? What blood stains?" Di Shitian asked with a phoenix eye slightly curled up and he asked with a little confusion.

"Is it obviously on the ground..." I hate it, and I pretend to be garlic.

The soft sunlight shone down, lit up his eyebrows and eyes, raised his picturesque face, and a pool of bright red came into view.

I understand something in my heart.

The sexy lips were tilted up and down, "That was the soup that I just sprinkled during the day."

"..." No, she was so anxious that she couldn't even tell the difference between the blood.

Or the ace agent.

Now I'm embarrassed and returned to my grandma's house...

The big hand holding her gradually tightened, and with a charming smile, the sun and moon light gathered between their eyebrows, diluting the ice all over his body.

There is only one person in this world who can make him laugh.

Only this person has the right to make him laugh.

"Little thing, are you crying for the lonely?"

"No." Just be decisive, just like deliberately concealing it.

Yes, this is indeed a deliberate cover-up.

She couldn't give the man any promises, so she didn't want him to misunderstand.

Because she knew that hope was often the beginning of despair.

"You think it's lonely blood."

"no!"

"You think you're dead!"

"No! No! No! Don't talk nonsense!" Ling'er suddenly raised her head and covered Di Shitian's cold lips with her little hands.

This man has the potential to drive her crazy.

He knew she was afraid of hearing the word from him, but he insisted on saying it.

It was clearly a three-year-old child's face, but his eyes were filled with maturity that was not in line with his age.

He was so worried that he wanted to pretend to be "You read it wrong".

Sometimes, he really doesn't know what to do with her.

The big hand held her little hand pressed on his mouth, "Little thing, don't cry, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

The sound is soft, like a low and beautiful cello, and every syllable is just knocked on the top of the heart.

He reached out and gently stroked the white cheeks as white as ceramic.

The tears were clearly cold, but they made him feel a burning pain. The strong temperature almost burned his skin.

He knows, he knows everything.

It's just that she thought he didn't know, but it didn't matter, he would wait.

Wait for him to learn to love, wait for her to let go of her obsession...

"Okay, stop crying. The lonely little princess was like a kitten, but if she cried, she would be even more like her."

After the words came, she pinched some of her ears that were covered by her hair, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of jokes.

"The Yin family has no tears." A certain spirit pushed Di Shitian away and turned around and retreated from his hard embrace.

The tears on the face disappeared in the moment they turned around.

Since she is now a princess, she should play this role well.

"Dad, the Yin family is hungry."

A sweet and greasy voice came, successfully breaking the affectionate atmosphere created just now, and also successfully causing a certain emperor's eyes to twitch.

This little thing is getting worse and worse. She must have done it on purpose even though she knows that he hates this title.

I have to say that the truth is there for a certain emperor.

"Dad, the Yin family is hungry." A spirit blinked mischievously, looking innocent. His two little hands tightly pinched Di Shitian's clothes, looking pitiful.

Di Shitian had no choice but to compromise.

"Come, pass on the meal."

After a while, during the day, he led a group of palace maids carrying food plates in, and then Di Shitian stood beside him.

As soon as the white whisk was slapped, the palace maid immediately signaled and carefully placed plates of exquisite dishes on the purple gold and wood round table.

After that, he didn't dare to raise his head and immediately left the hall.

"Okay, little thing, come and have a meal."

Di Shitian naturally bent down and picked up a certain spirit.
Chapter completed!