Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

After dinner.

A large cloud of clouds retreated, and a strong wind was blowing from nowhere.

Cover the stars that just appeared in the sky.

The boundless night has driven away the heat of summer, and the air is filled with the breath before the rain.

After a while, a heavy rain came suddenly.

Ling Tianyin was walking on the palace road to relax, and his guards followed from a distance.

But the pouring rain came suddenly, so he had no choice but to walk under the porch next to him and wait for the rain to stop.

Looking at the boundless night, Ling Tianyin let out a heavy sigh.

His deep eyes were full of deep thoughts.

Yun Linzhou's words echoed in his ears several times.

Is it really a wrong decision to allow Marquis Yongye to stay?

He was thinking.

But there is a soft voice, in such a rainy night, from far to near.

Ling Tianyin was attracted and listened attentively.

She seems to be singing.

"A little frog, quack, quack, a little fish, gudugu."

"Ask them why they are happy and they say it's because of the rain."

Ling Tianyin frowned.

He looked not far away, and there was a small figure holding a large oil-paper umbrella.

The two calves jumped, stepping on puddles, playing in the heavy rain.

Gu Nuoer noticed Ling Tianyin's sight, the little guy stood still and turned his head to look.

"Huh?" Gu Nuo'er tilted her head, her water eyes flickered, and her black hair made a small face even more fair and delicate.

"Emperor Ling, so you are here, I finally found you."

Ling Tianyin frowned: "Why are you looking for me?"

Gu Nuo'er pointed to the sky with her little finger, struggling to hold the big oil-paper umbrella.

"Because it's raining, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to go to Qinghe Palace, so I came to pick you up specially."

Ling Tianyin was taken aback.

The way he looked at the little guy was strange and suspicious.

A six- or seven-year-old baby, said to pick him up?

Gu Nuoer walked towards him with an umbrella.

The little guy beckoned: "Here, you take the umbrella."

Ling Tianyin didn't move at all, folded his arms and frowned, looking down at the little guy.

She is really petite, so compared to the oil-paper umbrella, being held in her arms is a bit difficult.

Gu Nuo'er pursed her pink lips when she saw that he didn't move.

Wu Ling's clear eyes were filled with a savage complaining look.

"Oops, just take it for a while, my shoes are all wet in order to come to you."

"I'm still very young, too short to hold an umbrella for you."

"You call me first this time, and next time I grow up, I'll give you an umbrella."

Ling Tianyin shifted his gaze.

When I saw the front end of the little guy's pink shoes, it turned into a dark color from the wet.

She jumped up and down, and it was no wonder she didn't get wet.

Ling Tianyin was reluctant, but felt that there was no need to bother with a child.

He took the umbrella and held it above Gu Nuo'er's head.

The little guy consciously grabbed the sleeve of his dragon robe.

"Let's go!" She commanded with winking eyes.

Ling Tianyin followed her out of the corridor.

But after a few steps, he reacted.

Strange, did he say he was leaving! ?

Why should you listen to her!

But the little guy clutched his sleeve tightly.

He looked up at every turn and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Ling Tianyin had many daughters, but none of them dared to be so close to him.

Even Ling Qingge, the fourth princess born to the queen, has the most free and easy character.

But in front of him, they all whispered softly, like a cat!

They were all afraid of him.

Gu Nuo'er, who was on the side, didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.

Jumping around him, when encountering a puddle, he jumped up and jumped over.

But the little hand has been holding his dragon sleeve tightly.