The corner of Xiaotuanzi's mouth twitched: "Are you concerned?"
No matter how big the deal is, he looks like the sky is about to fall. He must be faking it!
"I don't have a mother, so I never know what it feels like to be accompanied by a mother, so I'm a little envious..."
Jun Buli pursed his lips and whispered.
"So what?"
Xiaotuanzi said that he did not accept this trick, and folded his arms coldly, "I didn't have a father before, and I don't know what it feels like to be accompanied by a father. Aren't they all the same? What's so pitiful?" p>
Jun Buli shook his head: "This is different."
Xiaotuanzi didn’t believe it: “What’s different?”
"What my mother would do with you, my father has never done with me, so of course it's different."
The more you talk, the more disappointed you become.
If he had pointed and upright ears like a little fox, he would probably have drooped down in despair at this moment, with an aggrieved temperament all over his body.
Xiaotuanzi couldn't help but feel dumb and said angrily: "You can't blame others for this. It's your father's problem. You should go to him."
Who makes his father not as gentle as his mother?
"I know, so I don't blame you."
Jun Buli said in frustration, "I'm just a little envious."
I saw that the dark clouds above the little guy's head seemed to have expanded and started to rain.
Yun Luo couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and reached out to touch his little head: "It doesn't matter, I didn't have the chance before, but my mother will stay with you from now on.
Jun Buli looked at her movedly, "Mother..."
"Cunning." Xiaotuanzi whispered angrily, "I just know how to pretend to be pitiful."
However, having said that.
Xiaotuanzi didn't mean to stop him, and deep down in his heart, he felt that Jun Buli was a little pitiful.
He has never slept with his parents, and no one has ever bathed him with fragrance...
How pitiful.
Jun Buli turned his head to look at Xiaotuanzi, noticing a hint of sympathy in his eyes, and blinked slightly.
He decided not to tell Xiao Mo for the time being.
Although he has never slept with his father since he was a child, nor has his father bathed him in person...
However, he has six nannies, dozens of maids and sisters, and a hot spring bath just for him...it's not too pitiful.
The two little guys leaned on Yunluo's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, blinking.
The atmosphere is subtle and harmonious.
Qinglong leaned against the palace wall nearby, looked at the mother and son lazily, and yawned: "How long do you want to linger? It will get dark soon..."
I haven’t finished speaking yet.
"Luo'er, what are you doing squatting here? Why haven't you gone back to rest?"
At this time, Jun Wuchen's voice came from behind.
Yun Luo hugged the two children and turned her head.
The setting sun was golden, shining obliquely on Jun Wuchen's tall figure, outlining a dazzling golden edge.
As soon as he came out of the main hall, he saw the palace door open from a distance. Yun Luo was squatting at the door with his back to him, not knowing what he was doing.
As she got closer, Jun Wuchen saw two little guys in her arms and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Why are they here too?"
He walked over, bent down and reached out, picking up the two children from Yun Luo's arms, his purple eyes narrowed slightly.
"Come to trouble your mother again?"
"We're not making trouble." Xiaotuanzi was picked up by him, with his two little feet in the air, like a little fox whose fur was grabbed by the back of his neck, and he wanted to kick him.
"Dad, please let us go down." Jun Buli was not happy anymore.