After the elder brother was reborn and blackened, he was overwhelmed by the group favorite little princess! Chapter 235 The brother who is partial to the creaking nest
Chapter 235 The brother who is partial to the creaking nest
The princess Duan didn't dare to pull her girlfriend's little arm, and sweat anxiously.
Next to Zhou Yan, he hurriedly advised: "The princess mother, since the little county is good at good, then it is better to look at it together."
Princess Duan waved her hand helplessly.
The Taiyi quickly stepped forward, a clothes that opened Sheng Minglin to verify the injury, and the other carefully held the small head of the dumplings to see, and also coaxed softly: "The master of the county, Rongchen please the pulse."
Zhuzhu couldn't hear it at all, she couldn't stop crying, and she couldn't help crying: "pot, pot, pot."
Sheng Minglin's expression was cold, she didn't push her away, but she didn't agree, and she didn't exist.
Zhou Yan looked beside him, and he murmured in his heart.
She said that even if he was angry and scolded, it was better than such a gloomy one. He was too deep, unlike a child.
The princess Duan looked in her eyes, and her heart was on the fire.
She was born in the General's House with four brothers on the top. She was loved by her father and brother since she was a child.
I still lick my face and please! "
The milk group was crying, and I didn't hear it at all.
Duan Duan's anger: "Sheng Minglin, you don't need to put my face for me! How big is Zhuzhu? She fell her head and fainted for a day.
People, don't you explain yourself ... "
Sheng Minglin suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her coldly.
Didn't he explain it?
But did she believe it?
She is going to be angry with her daughter. Why had he heard his explanation?
Princess Duan sneered: "You see me doing it, although I didn't have you, it was also your aunt. The lesson you should deserve, you ..."
The milk ball suddenly turned and fluttered on her.
Princess Duan hurried down and picked up her daughter in her arms.
Zhu Zhu's little hand covered her mouth, and the crying little milk throat softly: "Mother, don't scold the pot, the ancestor of the pot is gone, crying in the pot of the pot."
Sheng Minglin was fierce.
He did not expect that at this home, the first thing that thought of this was a milk doll.
In the short quietness, the Taiyi whispered: "The princess mother, the young master did not hurt his bones, but the flesh was injured, and it would be okay to raise it for a while."
The crying of the milk ball was paused, and I asked the doctor with a small flesh face: "What does this mean?"
Taiyi quickly said: "Back to the Little County Lord, it means that the young master is okay, just raise it for a few days."
She asked: "How many days and a few days?"
The doctor thought about it: "It can be better at most ten days."
Zhou Yan quickly said: "The master, the handle, just ten days."
The milk ball shrinks back to the small arm, pulls his fingers, and draws while drawing: "One, uh, five ..."
The princess Duan calmed down, and wanted to say what he said, and waved his hand: "Okay, let him go back. Come here to give Zhuzhu pulse!"
Sheng Minglin was carried back, and when he turned back at the door of the courtyard, he saw everyone surrounded. The milk ball had counted to sixteen, and then began to worry about stomping.
Sheng Minglin's lips moved slightly, and whispered: "Stupid."
Don't look at him.
Behind you, the little milk throat cried: "Too much trouble in ten days, you can't count it."
"You little melon!" Duan Fei poked her finger angrily: "You care about him! He ignores you!"
Dragon group aggrieved opponent's finger: "It can be tied, Zhuzhu does not want to hurt the pot."
Sheng Minglin didn't hold back, and looked back again ...
She is only a little big now, with two hair bags, and her broken hair is scattered on both sides of her cheeks.
Yes, she is so cruel and cruel, but she is so beautiful, she is always beautiful and cute, and she will never be innocent and well -behaved.
But even if she was in the same time, she was only facing those superiors, he had nothing, and Sheng Mingzhu in a belly, how could he waste time to show him?
He stared at her tightly.
As soon as the milk ball was noticed, as soon as he looked up, he greeted him.
She still had a tearful face, and a surprise was lit instantly. His little hand pointed at him: "Mother! The pot is watching beads!"
She was like caught any evidence. The little tail was tilted, and she was straightforward and strong: "Pot the pot love Zhuzhu!"
Who loves you!
Sheng Minglin was angry and became angry, and quickly didn't open his eyes.
The princess Duan coaxed her daughter with perfunctory: "Yes, I love you this little dull melon, hurry up and take the medicine!"
The milk ball was soothed by his brother's gaze. He was obediently mentioned by his mother and went back to the medicine. He did not forget to take the doctor seriously: "Adult, you need to cure the pot, you will do it if you are bitter medicine, you will be able to cure it.
Okay! "
The Taiyi said in a full mouth: "Small county owners are relieved, and the ministers must do their best!"
The princess Duan was interrupted in an angrily: "Okay, I haven't eaten for a day, don't you be hungry?"
The milk ball was stunned, and his small hand touched his stomach, swallowing his mouth: "Hungry."
The princess Duan sat down by the bed, covered her daughter's lower chin in one hand, feeded her half a cup of mouthwash, and brought porridge again.
Zhu Zhu's belly gurgled, ate a few mouthfuls, and remembered his brother, so he stretched out his small hand and pointed at the dish on the table: "This is the pot seven, this is the pot seven, this is also given to the pot, this is also given to the pot.
Guoqi ... "
The princess Duan patted the bed board: "Why don't you send yourself over?"
The eyes of the milk group opened wide and surprised: "Yes, can you?"
Princess Duan: "..."
So Sheng Minglin just returned to his yard, and he continued to send things from outside.
A bowl of egg custard, a bowl of porridge, two plates of the heart ... In the evening, a huge cloth tiger was also sent.
Zhou Yan looked respectful: "This is the beloved of the little master, holding sleeping every night. The little master said, letting it protect her brother.
Master ... "
Sheng Minglin sneered.
These people trip, knocking on the side, in fact, it means.
She is so good to you. If you care about the "misunderstanding" before, that is, you do n’t know how to do it!
But after one afternoon, he was enough for him to calm down from the resentment of rebirth.
He clearly knew that he was only eight years old. In the short term, he could not leave the Duanwangfu, and the cheap dad could not help it for a while.
He could only endure, endure a bit, to endure the opportunity, and then pump out in time before the Duanwangfu fell!
In this life, he has no broken legs. As long as he is far away from Sheng Mingzhu, he can have a brilliant future.
Sheng Minglin lowered his eyes and made a touch of heart. He whispered: "Thank you, please thank you for the county master."
Zhou Yan retreated with satisfaction, and went back to coax the master sweetly: "The young master received the cloth tiger, and he was very happy. He said that he knew that the master treated him well.
"real?"
The Tuanzi was surprised!
She didn't expect her brother to love her!
So she immediately got up from the bed: "Don't bother the pot! Pearls go to see the pot!"
"No," Zhou Yan was stunned on the spot: "Little master, slavery does not mean this ..."
The princess Duan stared at her behind her daughter, and Zhou Yan had a clever move: "When the slave came, the young master had fallen asleep, the young master was not good, and he had to rest. If the young master went to play with him again, he couldn't sleep.
, It's slow ... "
"Oh!" Tuanzi was persuaded: "That, that, the Zhuzhu also sleeps, Mingqian morning debt to see the pot."
The princess and Zhou Yan were relieved, and Zhou Yan quickly gave her a quilt: "Good, good, the little master is the best!"
In the western courtyard,
Sheng Minglin thought he would sleep well overnight, but he actually slept well, and he was even rare.
When I opened my eyes, the sun was dazzling, so he told him to stun for a while.
He held up the wall and stood up, groomed, and put the cloth tiger thrown on the ground on the table. He also brought breakfast with him.
Perhaps because of the attitude of Zhuzhu yesterday, the lazy little sister -in -law was very diligent and took the initiative to put him a thick cushion on the chair.
Sheng Minglin ate half of it, and a small sister came over to report and gave a famous post: "Master, a young master who claims to be your uncle coming."
Sheng Minglin's eyes were swept to that crude post, and his heart jumped!