Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

Song Song's chin was pinched, and the man held the back of his head and finished the kiss seriously and tenderly.

Then he tightened his arms and replied: "It's really sweet."

With a bit of teasing in his dark eyes, Song Song, who had a purpose, suddenly couldn't hold back his blush. He lowered his lips and lowered his head. He always felt that this prince was different from his previous life. Of course, it might be his illusion, after all, he There is only one dew marriage with Li Xiao.

Li Xiao's fingers passed through his long hair, looking at the fallen hairs mixed with his fingertips, his eyes darkened slightly.

Song Song tried to get out of his arms several times, but he was tightly hugged by him. The man took the initiative to find a topic and asked, "What does Song Er like to eat on weekdays?"

"Anything will do." He is usually very good at eating, and he dares to have something he doesn't like to eat.

I have always felt that ghosts have been doing it for a long time, they can see through the red dust and let go of everything, but they were born again and found out that those kindnesses and grievances are not easy to put down casually. How warm and cowardly he was in the previous life, how resentful he was in this life.

He hated the firewood, hated to eat and wear, and hated his own dough-like character. He hated the father who treated him like a rag doll since the death of his mother. The most hated thing was the hypocritical Song Ge.

His mind was ups and downs, but his face was always obedient and quiet, and he never leaked half a point.

Li Xiao asked again: "Anything you want to eat?"

Song Song Ren Nijun couldn't help but looked up at him, "The prince doesn't have to worry, the grass folks are extremely well-maintained. If you are happy, give me one or two buns every day, and some water is enough."

Li Xiao thought deeply and said, "That's really well-maintained."

Song Song didn't speak anymore. In the previous life, he often covered up the scars in front of people. Sometimes his father asked about life casually, but only told that everything was fine. Later, he realized that why a crying child has candy, he thought he was clever and sensible, and he did not add to the appearance of others, and no one would ever mind.

There are even people who think he is pretending to be obedient.

He didn't mind showing some misfortune in front of Li Xiao, pretending to be a strong but pitiful look, if he can give some pity and make life better, then it is naturally a good thing.

If he refuses to give, he does not have extravagance. He knows what he is going to do, and he will no longer suffer from gains and losses.

The carriage drove them all the way to the Wang Mansion, and Song Song struggled a little harder: "My lord, please let Caomin get out of the car yourself."

Li Xiao refused to let go, he asked: "What are you afraid of?"

Not afraid, but he didn’t want to cause trouble. Although Li Xiao likes men, there will inevitably be some side rooms in Fufu. The crazy king is notorious. He took him off today, and within a day the news will surely spread throughout the entire Wangfu. When he first arrived, he did not want to make enemies.

He hesitated before speaking, but Li Xiao saw his thoughts through. He sang Song Song's ears and his voice was low: "Since then, this king has only you, no one deserves to compete with you."

Who, who wants to compete for your favor? !

When Song Song opened his mouth in amazement, Li Xiao had taken him out of the car.

The housekeeper Qi came to greet him with the same stunned face, but the hall was always weird. He quickly suppressed his doubts and followed the mad king into the main house, watching him put his arms on the chair, very light Very soft, as if afraid of falling.

Qi Butler saw the man's face clearly and wiped it in his eyes. It's a beauty to see the facial features, but his face is really ugly. His Highness must be a beauty who is accustomed to Bai Nen, betting on this refugee-like gadget.

However, it is rare for His Highness to have someone who likes it, and it is not easy to sweep away his interest. He smiled slightly and said, "The minions ordered people to pick up Feng Jingyuan to arrange for the son to live."

He prepared to retreat intimately, but heard Li Xiao said: "No."

He wondered and raised his eyes, thinking that the grandfather would not be prepared for long-term pampering and would arrange to arrange it in the box?

Seeing Li Xiaoruo no one touched Song Song's face, the tone was cheerful and said: "Song'er is better to live with this king."

The butler's eyelids twitched, and he felt he must have heard it wrong.

Since the establishment of the dynasty, even the princess, there has been no example of eating and living with the prince. People are divided into three, six, and nine classes. It is a rule. Secondly, if you compare your majesty to a real dragon, then the princes are all the dragons who have not yet turned into dragons. This main house, where the children of the real dragon live, is naturally a treasure of feng shui. I am afraid that Feng Shui will be destroyed, and Jackie Chan will be destroyed.

He thought that the prince should only let the other party stay for the next night, and the main house attendant was not bizarre. He said: "The slave cleaned up the box?"

Li Xiao looked at the baby with a glare of displeasure: "This king means that he will live in the main house in the future, don't you understand?"

The butler opened his mouth and closed it silently. Obediently, this is beyond understanding, it is really incredible!

But he was an old man who had been waiting for him since His Royal Highness was still living in the palace. He knew that it was impossible to stop his decision. If he continued, it might even stimulate him, so he responded urgently: "The slave understands."

"The weather is cold, you tell me to go out and make some warm clothes for the son, and now go to prepare dinner."

The housekeeper was busy preparing.

Song Songyan watched his sentence, and finally got the chance to interject, and busy said: "Your Highness is like this..."

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

"..." He said this, Song Song had to swallow all he had to say, and he looked at the man in front of him, feeling that his brain was not enough.

Although Li Xiao in the previous life and later ascended to the throne is amazing, but where is he now so much confidence! He is just a small character in the Kuo Kung Government who is not waiting to be seen. How can He De make him break the Jackie Chan for himself?

What did he plan?

Pictured his skinny, pictured his face sallow?

But he didn't even have the qualification to refuse, and even a sentence was wrong, Li Xiao refused him to say.

The dinner was quickly filled with a table, and Song Song's impression made him not so extravagant. He held his chopsticks and suddenly had the illusion that he wanted to become an ancient sinner.

Where did something go wrong, how did Li Xiao seem to change himself?

"Taste one by one." Li Xiao gave him a dish and said, "Look at which taste suits."

He secretly approached Song Song's ear, and the **** mysteriously said: "If there is a dish that I particularly like, wait until the king ascends the throne.

He said, "Only give Songer one meal."

Song Song: "..."

He was so scared that his chopsticks fell off! !

Crazy words! Great injustice! If you want to listen to it today, Bao Zhun will be one word: cut-

He has to finish playing!