"Let's go to bed." Yu Chu directs him.

The child licked his lips slightly.

His eyes are very beautiful, because of his young age, the pair of dice are black and white, clear and shattered, like a starry sky, the reflection of the eyelashes is long.

When you focus on a person, you will create a gentle illusion.

However, it is just an illusion.

Xiaojing Huaiyu turned and squatted on the bed, burying his white face into his little arm.

Exposed to the small body, the back is white and smooth.

Yu Chu sees his earlobe still blushing, can not help but smile, sitting next to him, pointed some ointment on his fingertips, the action gently rubbed on him.

What she didn't see was that the child's white face was buried in his arm. The soft eyes that seemed to speak were cold and complicated emotions.

Jinghuai bit his lip and his heart was cold.

The three emperors are very princesses who are favored by the father.

How could she appear here?

And he killed and saved him.

Although only ten years old, Jinghuai is not an ordinary child. Living in the cold palace for so long, he can't resist snoring because he is young, but he has branded everything in his heart. When someone approaches, the child is instinctively alert, like a cub with ears raised.

He bit his lip, in fact some instinctively reject the girl close. He doesn't like others to be so close.

But the face must be pretending to be clever, not letting the emperor see his disappointment.

The child's pretty white face was low, the eyelashes twitched slightly, and his back was coldly exposed.

The next second, the other's fingertips fell softly.

The slightly cool ointment was applied to the wound, and Xiaojinghuai unconsciously bite the lip and shrunk, but the effect was almost immediately opened, so that the painful bruising eased most of it.

The child is a little scared.

This medicine must be a good medicine. What is the purpose of this emperor, is it so good for him?

He unconsciously looked up slightly and leaned over to look at the girl. Her fingertips were very light, soft and soft on him, like feathers drifting over.

Although my heart was cold and prepared, at this time I looked at each other seriously, and the child was still stunned.

He licked the soft, ignorant eyes, and the look in the shackles could not help but darken and the mood was complicated.

Yu Chu painted the back of the child's white, and he was careless: "Well, you get up."

Jinghuai sat up silently, and the little hand put the white coat on again. Before he was ready to say a thank you, the girl was full of disappointment: "Take off the pants."

Jinghuai: "..."

He blinked, and there was some shame in his heart that he couldn’t say. Although the other party is his own sister, but he is not young, how can he take off?

The child's white cheeks were red and red, and finally he whispered: "Emperor, male, male and female, seven years old, different seats, I can come on my own injuries..."

Little did not point to his big eyes flashing and flashing, and his face was blushingly popularized for men and women, and Yu Chu looked at it and could not help but smack the lips.

"Afraid of what? I am your emperor," Yu Chu's face is not red-hearted and recognizes his identity, so he can continue to get close to the little cute. She applied the ointment to her fingertips and raised her eyebrows. "Is there not a pair of pants? Hurry up."

The child has a reddish ear tip, but the words are even more blushing. It seems that I didn't think that the emperor was so open, and under the twitching eyelashes, the young boy knew that the eyes of the cat were so big that they stared at her.