My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Song Yuan still couldn't connect the good-natured mother who loved Gukoukou to her own child. Of course, she knows who she is.

Rong Ting is very smart and very easy to learn. Many things are demonstrated by demonstration, such as taking a bath.

Song Yuan originally thought that he would take a bath for him today. How could he know that he would lead Rong Ting into the bathroom? This stinking little face said to her, "Keep the distance between men and women," and avoid the mother and the daughter. , Mother, Gu was considerate of you yesterday, but today cannot make an exception. "

"Your child has a lot of rules." Song Yuan squeezed his ears without any psychological burden. She really wanted to pinch his flesh, but the awkwardness of the child, and they are not very good now. Familiar, so I had to retreat next.

Song Yuan also bought a set of pajamas for Rong Ting in the mall this morning.

The children of Rong Ting who have passed through the ancient times do not have the aesthetics of this era. For him, no matter what cartoon characters are, they are almost the same.

However, when Song Yuan's bad taste broke out, he deliberately took a pink kitty cat pajama and made a gesture on him. He frowned and said rather disgustedly, "I don't like it."

Song Yuan asked him why he didn't like it.

Rong Ting couldn't say why.

At this time, the clerk thought Song Yuan hadn't seen the boy's pajamas, and came over enthusiastically, and smiled, "Here is the girl's pajamas. The boys are all over there. Your brother looks so handsome and wears everything Looks good! "

Song Yuan: "..."

Rong Ting glared, "You are so teasing about loneliness!"

He was really angry, not fake.

The clerks were a little aggressive. Fortunately, Song Yuan's coquettish horizontal flow, especially to coax children, the expression on the child's face became cloudy and cloudy within two minutes. Song Yuan chose Rong Ting's spring and autumn version of the yellow chicken pajamas in accordance with his own aesthetics. , Meng Mengda, warm!

The light yellow did not make children very offensive.

After purchasing the pajamas, Song Yuan passed the water for the first time and then dried it with a dryer. Today the weather is not bad. After drying in the afternoon, it can be worn at night.

Rong Ting washed himself fragrantly.

In fact, he hadn't showered himself before, nor had he worn his clothes before. There are too many waiters around him. As Emperor Wei's child, who dares to neglect? He was accustomed to others' service, but he didn't want his mother to serve him later. Although the mother-in-law seemed to be willing too, in his heart, he still felt that the mother-in-law should be noble and should not do these things for anyone, including him.

Rong Ting's hair is so long that he can't wash his hair himself, of course, Song Yuan can't.

When he came out of the shower, Song Yuan looked at his hair and had trouble.

Rong Ting thought of the men and women I saw today, and the women's hair was strange, even the adult men didn't have hair!

He can't control others. He knows that although he is a prince, he is a second-hand manager after all, and he really doesn't care too much.

Now when he saw his mother staring at his hair, he stepped back cautiously and sternly said, "Body body, accept the parents, mother, don't think of lone hair!"

Song Yuan laughed loudly when he heard the words.

Although she thinks that the child's hair is a little long, but it is not necessary to take him off. The ancients seem to care about the hair. She should not and will not do anything that makes the child very repulsive.

"I just look at it."

Rong Ting's mouth is particularly powerful. "It's best to just look at the mother-in-law."

Song Yuan thought for a while and then said, "You also said, body skin, accept parents, if I really are your mother, and I let you cut it off, can you cut it?"

Rong Ting stared at her with a struggling expression on her face. Facts have proved that Rong Ting is definitely a master of throwing pots. In the face of this kind of problem, he can quickly find loopholes and fight back. Such a major matter needs to be decided after discussion with the emperor. "

Father Huang will never agree!

Song Yuan was defeated, why is this child so clever!

"Stop talking, drink milk and go to sleep."

Rong Ting hesitated, pretending to go to the bathroom after returning to the room.

Song Yuan is removing makeup.

Seeing Rong Ting coming in and out, he was really annoyed, and asked: "Are you asking me for something? Just say something if you have something. Dangling, I'm dizzy."

Rong Ting said awkwardly, "I can't sleep alone."

Song Yuan himself is a student who has just graduated recently. He doesn't really understand the twists and turns of the children. He said casually: "Then count the sheep."

After seeing his mother, Rong Ting was so perfunctory with himself, he was very dissatisfied, "I have found you after all my hard work, but you ..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yuan squeezed the cleanser into his hands and kneaded it into a rich and dense foam on his face. Turning his head to look at him, his face was all white foam, only his eyes were exposed.

Rong Ting was frightened and stepped back.

"you you!"

"Look at your guts. I haven't applied the mask yet. If you apply that black mask, you don't want to faint."

Rong Ting became angry and shy. As His Royal Highness Prince, he has never been degraded in person. "I read the poems alone and never forget. Under the instruction of my father, I am also proficient in riding and shooting. After my mother, I am so low on solitude!"

Well, he has an exaggerated composition.

But before he came here, he was able to shoot the bullseye. He could ride a horse, and he could ride, but he hadn't hunted yet.

Several of the father-in-law's cronies, who doesn't praise him? The mother doesn't have to boast about him.

The little boy's self-esteem is really terrible.

I have n’t eaten pork, and I ’ve seen pigs running. Thanks to the modern costume dramas, Song Yuan also knows what the children in the costume dramas look like. So, for Rong Ting ’s remarks, she still compares believable.

"Isn't that very hard?" Song Yuan washed the foam and showed his clean face, sympathetically looked at the children, and said, "Although the children of our time are also busy now, but I think you should be better than them It will be a lot of hard work, obviously a child. "

There is a senior in the company who just gave birth to a child last year. When she was a few months old, she took her early education class ... I heard that there will be swimming classes, music classes, and physical fitness classes in the future! There are classes for even balanced cars. When she was young, she was purely stocked by her parents. She also played with her friends in the kindergarten every day. She really felt the pressure of learning, which was in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school.

Rong Ting held up his small chest, and said with an expression of the gentle cosiness of the cos, "The lone is the prince, the prince Chu, which is naturally different."

"Then you tell the truth, have you been tired of secretly crying?" Song Yuan said, "The liar is wetting tonight."

Rong Ting sighed, seeming to be helpless. "The mother-in-law has a bad memory. She said it alone and fooled the world, and she would not lie to her mother-in-law."

Really don't say, the standard lines of this romantic dog-blood novel male lead were spoken by a five- or six-year-old child. Not only did he not feel the sky rolling, but he had a different sense of Su.

"I've been crying alone, but not because of tiredness." Rong Ting couldn't help but brag about himself as a spokesperson, "Will you be so tired of crying because of your cursed work."

"So what are you doing?" Song Yuan asked casually.

Rong Ting's expression became complicated.

why?

There was an ignorant concubine who was designed by someone else. When he passed by accident, he heard the phrase "but it is an evil barrier that is not necessary for his parents." At that time, he didn't know what it meant, but I do n’t know why Tears fell down sorely, and the eunuchs who followed followed scared the palace maid and begged for mercy. The next two concubines disappeared at the court the next day, and he never saw them again.

He asked the old lady several times whether he was unwise or not, so the mother didn't want him.

The old palace girl cried sadly after hearing it, and since then she told him something about her mother-in-law.

"I don't want to say it," Rong Ting replied.

"Well, don't say it if you don't want to."

When Song Yuan saw Rong Ting, she didn't say she wanted to go back to the room. She thought that the child had just said that he had read poetry, never forget, and was proficient in riding and shooting. In the circle, the circle of friends has a picture of her when she was a kid. Compared with Rong Ting, I do n’t know if it is psychological. She thinks Rong Ting really looks like her when she was a kid.

Rong Ting occasionally mentioned his father ...

The child is too good, it is easy to reminiscent of what his parents will look like. Is it negative or positive or stronger?

If it had been in the past, she would definitely have no interest in this kind of shared cucumber. Seeing romance through novels, she would be abandoned in minutes.

But now, she is facing a possibility that she may be dressed in ancient times and gave birth to this old cub in front of an old cucumber.

Then she had to take care of some things in advance.

Song Yuan squatted down, faced Rong Ting face to face, and said solemnly: "You said you wouldn't lie to me, so I have to ask you a question, and you have to answer me honestly."

Since the reunion and reunion, this is the first time Rong Ting has seen this expression after seeing his mother, and he can't help getting nervous.

What should my mother ask him?

homework?

But I have already asked, what else is so important to my mother?

"I ask you," Song Yuan paused. "Lao Huang, ah, no, your father, your father's emperor, are you handsome?"

If she was an old man or even an old man, she ... ah ah ah, she couldn't accept that she was so hungry as to eat in ancient times!

She looked nervously at Rong Ting.

Rong Ting tilted her head and frowned, her face embarrassed.

Song Yuan closed his eyes in pain: "Well, I know."

I did not expect that she would do this in ancient times. For a senior member of the Appearance Association, she slept with an old cucumber that can be her father or even grandfather. That is a dark history that cannot be overthrown. Scolded.

Rong Ting wondered, "What is handsome and not handsome after my mother?"