Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

Song song's chin was pinched. The man held the back of his head and finished the kiss seriously and gently.

Then he tightened his arm and replied, "it's really sweet."

His dark eyes were a bit teasing. Song song song, who had a special purpose, suddenly couldn't help blushing. He pursed his lips and bowed his head. He always felt that this prince was different from his previous life. Of course, it might be his illusion. After all, he had only one marriage with Li Xiao.

Li Xiao's fingers through his long hair, looking at the fingertips mixed with a few fallen hair, eyes slightly dark.

Song song wanted to come down from his arms several times, but he hugged him tightly. The man took the initiative to find the topic and asked, "what does song Er like to eat on weekdays?"

"Anything will do." It's very good that he can have a meal at ordinary times. How dare he have something he doesn't like.

I always feel that after a long time, the ghost can see through the world and put everything down. But after rebirth, I find that the gratitude and resentment can not be easily put down. How gentle and cowardly he was in the previous life, how resentful he is in this life.

He hated the firewood house, the lack of food and clothing, the character of his own dough, and the father who treated him like a rag doll after his mother's death. What he hated most was the hypocritical song song song.

His mind is ups and downs, but his face is always obedient and quiet.

Li Xiao asked again, "do you have something special to eat?"

Song song couldn't help laughing and looked up at him, "don't worry, Lord. The grass people are very easy to raise. If you are happy, give me one or two steamed buns and some water every day, that will be enough."

Li Xiao if thoughtful, way: "that really is good to raise very."

Song song didn't speak any more. In his previous life, he often covered up his wounds. Sometimes he was asked about his life by his father, but only told him that everything was fine. Later, he realized why a crying child has sugar to eat. He thought he was clever and sensible. He didn't give others any trouble. No one would ever care about him.

Some people even think that his cleverness is pretended.

He didn't mind showing some misery in front of Li Xiao and pretending to be strong but pitiful. If he could give some pity to make life better, it would be a good thing.

If he doesn't want to give, he doesn't expect anything. He knows what he wants to do, and he won't worry about gain and loss any more.

The carriage carried them all the way to the palace, and song song song's struggle became stronger: "Lord, please let the grass people out of the car."

Li Xiao refused to let go. He asked, "what are you afraid of?"

It's not afraid. It's just that he doesn't want to get into trouble. Although Li Xiao likes men, there are bound to be some siderooms in his mansion. The mad king has a bad reputation outside. He gets off the car with him today. In less than a day, the news will spread all over the palace. He is afraid that someone will find fault again. He doesn't want to make enemies when he comes here for the first time.

He hesitated and didn't speak yet, but Li Xiao saw through his mind. He was close to song song song's ear, and his voice was low: "you are the only one in this king, and no one is worthy of competing with you."

Who, who will fight for your favor?!

When song song song opens his mouth in amazement, Li Xiao has already taken him out of the car.

Housekeeper Qi, who came to meet him, was equally surprised, but his highness was always acting strangely. He was soon filled with doubts and followed crazy king into the main room. He watched him put the man in his arms on the chair with extremely light and soft movements, as if he was afraid of falling someone.

Housekeeper Qi saw the man's face, and his eyes were clear. His facial features are beautiful, but his face is really ugly. His highness must have been used to white and tender beauty, and he even put his eyes on this refugee like gadget.

However, his highness seldom has anyone to like. It's not good to spoil his interest. With a smile, he said, "I'll order people to clean up fengjingyuan, so as to arrange for you to stay."

He was ready to retreat, but he heard Li Xiao say: "no need."

He raised his eyes, wondering if the LORD was not ready to spoil him for a long time, and was ready to arrange it in the wing room?

Then Li Xiao touched song song song's face as if no one else, and said in a happy tone: "it's good for song Er to live with the king."

As soon as the housekeeper's eyelids flicked, he felt that he must have heard wrong.

Since the establishment of the imperial court, even the imperial concubines have not lived and ate with the princes. People are divided into three, six and nine grades. The Royal concubines must understand the identity difference between themselves and their husbands. First, this is the rule. Second, if you compare your majesty to a real dragon, the princes are all Jiaos who have not yet turned into dragons. The main house where the son of the real dragon lives is naturally a treasure land of geomantic omen I'm afraid it will damage the Feng Shui and Jackie Chan's situation.

He thought that the Lord should just let the other party stay for one night, and it was not strange that the main room was waiting for him to sleep, so he said, "that slave picked up the wing room?"

Li Xiao looked around the baby with a look of displeasure: "what I mean is that he will live in the main house in the future, don't you understand?"

The housekeeper opened his mouth and closed it in silence. Darling, it's more than incomprehensible. It's really incredible!

But he was an old man who had been waiting on him since his highness lived in the palace. Knowing that he could not stop his decision and that it might even irritate him to continue, he said, "I understand.""It's cold. You'd better go down and make some warm clothes for the young master. Now go to prepare dinner first."

The housekeeper was busy preparing.

Song song looked at his orders, and finally got a chance to interrupt. He said, "Your Highness, this is it..."

"Spoil you." Li Xiao pinched his fleshy cheek and said, "my throne is higher than you. You are not qualified to refuse."

“……” As soon as he said this, song song song had to swallow all the words he wanted to say. He looked at the man in front of him and felt that his brain was not enough.

Although LiXiao ascended the throne later in his former life, it's amazing, but now where does he come from! He is just a small role in the government. How can he let him break the Jackie Chan game for himself?

What does he want?

The picture of his skin and bones, the picture of his face waxy yellow?

But he didn't even have the qualification to refuse. Li Xiao didn't even allow him to say anything wrong.

The dinner table was soon full. Song song song had the impression that he was not so extravagant. Holding chopsticks, he suddenly had the illusion that he would become a sinner through the ages.

What's wrong? How does Li Xiao seem to have changed?

"Try it one by one." Li Xiao gave him a dish and said, "let's see which tastes good."

He secretly approached song song song's ear and said mysteriously: "if there is a special favorite dish, when the king ascends the throne, he will order no one to cook it."

He said, "only for songer."

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He was so scared that his chopsticks fell off!!

Crazy talk! treason and heresy! If you want to listen to it today, there must be one word: Chop -

he has to play with it!