Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The third prince Gu Ziyao smiled coldly: "This general of Zhendong has always been like this, relying on the merits of his ancestors, he is very arrogant and domineering,

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Gu Nuoer sat between the two older brothers, holding a warm teacup in her little hands, and took a sip.

The hot tea soup is sweet, and the taste of gardenia blooms along the tongue, all the way to the heart.

Wow, so warm.

The little guy Nuonuo said: "The third brother is not angry, he has already been tortured as he deserves, and when we return to the palace, we will tell daddy what happened."

Gu Ziyao looked at his sister and couldn't help but ask, "Nuoer, is that prescription really what you dreamed of?"

Gu Nuoer put the tea cup down, and hummed in a milky voice: "The third brother doesn't believe me, the medicine has worked, don't you believe that what Nuobao said is true?

It wasn't in a dream, where can I see it, I'm only three years old! "

After she finished speaking, she showed four fingers.

Later, I found that I had one more than one, and quickly took back one.

"That's right, the third child, you are too naive, my sister is a rare little lucky star, what's the fuss about dreaming of a mere prescription?"

Second prince Gu Zitang finished speaking and filled his sister with tea diligently.

He smiled and said with a pair of peach blossom eyes: "Just next time, can I ask my sister Meng Yimeng to make a fortune and reveal it to my brother?"

Gu Nuoer snorted: "Nuobao can't dream!"

After speaking, she straightened her stomach and lay flat in the carriage.

Then she rolled up the thin blanket on the side and wrapped her cute little body into a glutinous rice cake.

Gu Nuoer squinted her eyes: "Nuobao is sleepy~"

The third prince hesitated, he actually wanted to worship his little sister as a teacher.

If she can dream of any prescription in the future, tell him quickly.

But seeing Gu Nuo'er open a small mouth of Cherry, yawned long, her big eyes filled with sleepy fog.

He stretched out his hand to gently brush the broken hair for his sister, and said in a gentle tone, "Go to sleep, my sister has worked hard today."

Second prince Gu Zitang saw this, not to be outdone, and stretched out his hand to pull the little bun on the other side of his sister.

Also pretended to be gentle: "Sleep well, Nuoer, brother is watching over you."

Finally impatient, waving Bai Nen's little hand, she said fiercely, "Second brother, third brother, stop acridine!"

She held her head with two small claws, her pink face full of distress.

Gu Zitang glared at the third prince: "Third brother, let go of your hands and mess up your sister's hair."

The third prince is not to be outdone: "Second brother, each other."

Gu Nuo'er shrank her whole body into the quilt, but hid her little head, but she didn't expect her little **** to be exposed.

But the carriage was quiet and slow, and after a while she fell asleep.

The second prince gently opened the quilt for fear of suffocating his sister.

I saw Gu Nuoer's little face dotted with pink haze, like an extremely delicate porcelain doll.

Her little hands were curled like cat paws and placed against her cheeks.

The second prince gently held Gu Nuoer in his arms.

His sister is so cute.