Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old

  Chapter 73 Little Dragon Cub: Mirror Mirror belongs to my master! 4

  Ye Nianbai's little guy tilted his little head, listening with gusto, didn't feel sleepy at all, instead he looked very excited.

   "Jingjing, I know, the young master is the young grandson of the Atlantean Empire, and he is also the eldest grandson of the emperor. From now on, Jingjing, you will be the most beloved woman of the emperor's eldest grandson!"

  Si Mingjing laughed.

"Jingjing, when I'm on winter vacation, I'll take you to the underwater world of Atlantis. It's super fun. My grandpa and grandma are there now. You haven't seen my grandpa and grandma. They will definitely like it." Yours, what the young master likes, they all like it."

"OK."

  Si Mingjing hasn’t been to the underwater world yet, so he doesn’t know what it’s like. It is said that the technology there is highly developed.

So far, countries on land have not developed a submarine that can dive to 20,000 meters under the sea, but in the Atlantis submarine empire, every household has a submarine. There are so many submarines that they are like cars on land. Drive freely under 20,000 meters under the sea.

  They build cities on the seabed, and they use the temperature difference of seawater to generate electricity. The prosperity of the city is no less than that on land.

  She is a dragon, and she is sure to be able to dive into the bottom of the sea freely, even without a submarine. If she has a chance, she would like to open her eyes.

  Outside the door, Ye Shen found that his brother was in a bad mood tonight.

  The aura of wanting to kill.

   Ye Leng resolutely ran away for his own life.

   "Brother, good night, good night, I'm going to have a beauty sleep, I wish you a sweet dream."

  Mo Yinhe pinched the center of his brows depressedly, wishing he could kick open the door of the children's room.

   With his long straight legs, he gestured twice towards the door.

   Finally took it back.

  The tall body stood alone in the long corridor, like a poor creature abandoned by his son and daughter-in-law.

On the corridor of the villa, there are several oil paintings hanging, which were selected by my younger sister Ye Siyuan. Each one is the proud work of a famous painter. It was bought with a lot of money and is worth a lot of money. But Mo Yinhe didn't know what the paintings were. Scanning over, I feel that the people in the painting seem to be laughing at him for trying his best.

  Mo Yinhe has the urge to destroy art.

  He was wearing slightly old slippers, and he stepped on the thick cashmere carpet, which was very soft, and he walked silently.

   No wonder the baby sneaked out of his bedroom without him noticing. Mo Yinhe decided to have someone change the soft cashmere carpet tomorrow, so that people can detect it if there is a slight movement.

  …

  Early next morning.

  When Si Mingjing pulled Ye Nianbai downstairs, Mo Yinhe was already sitting at the head seat in the dining room, dining elegantly.

  The demeanor is dignified, very graceful.

  Mo Yinhe was born with an excellent skin, with handsome features, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and legs below the neck. She is a natural evildoer.

Si Mingjing took a look at it and felt that it would be a great loss for the entertainment industry if this man did not become a celebrity, but if he went to the entertainment industry, how would other male celebrities live? Maybe it's the luck of the entertainment industry.

   "Ms. Si, good morning." He was also sitting in the dining room eating late at night.

  Si Mingjing pulled out his chair and sat down: "Morning."

   Ignoring the fiery gaze from the host, Si Mingjing ate quietly.

After taking a few bites, I suddenly heard Ye Shen ask: "Miss Si, I remember you said that after my brother takes three doses of medicine, he doesn't need to take medicine, and the rest of the treatment only needs to be acupuncture, so when will you give it to my brother?" , do you have to give needles every day?"

   "Yes." After speaking, Si Mingjing frowned slightly.

  If it weren't for the fact that he was forcibly taken away by Mo Yinhe last night, Si Mingjing wouldn't have had any psychological burden. Now...damn it, wouldn't she have to face him every day?

   Si Mingjing: Damn it, I dug myself a hole!

   Author me: It’s okay, you ask readers to vote for more recommendations, and I will guarantee you to dig a bigger hole~

  (end of this chapter)