Chapter 314 The Empress Dowager (41)

  Yan Shixian is an exceptionally easy-going child, he only cries when he is hungry or peeing.

   The sound of crying is not very loud. As long as someone comes to serve him immediately, he will stop crying immediately, and he is very good.

  Whether his parents were around or not, and whether the palace servants who served him looked at him or not, he was content.

   He should eat and sleep, if Shi You hugged him, he would open his eyes and act coquettishly, looking very cute.

   Shiyou stretched out her slender white fingers and carefully touched the little baby's cheek.

   The baby's face was extraordinarily tender and smooth, as if it would melt with a little effort, Shiyou just touched it lightly, only to be tightly grasped by his little hand.

  Yan Shixian not only has a white and tender face, but even those little hands are soft.

   The three-month-old baby girl already knows how to laugh.

When    accidentally grabbed his mother's hand, he laughed happily as if he had obtained some kind of treasure.

   Shiyou was lying on the couch, and laughed along with the little baby who was carved in pink and jade.

  Su Xian stood by and watched them for a long time. At first, he thought this scene was very warm, one big cutie and one little cutie, cute and lovely.

   But gradually, he felt that something was not right...

   You seem to be left out?

   A sea of ​​vinegar surged in my heart.

   "His Royal Highness brought him back, where shall I sleep tonight?"

   "Sleep with me and the baby."

   Shiyou seemed to smell vinegar in the air, patted the still spacious bed, and signaled him to come up.

  The bed is naturally spacious, not to mention one more child, even two more will not feel crowded.

"it is good."

The good word    was spoken very quickly, but when the words fell, Su Xian didn't get on the couch. Instead, he clasped her chin, bent over, and placed a precise kiss on her lips.

   "But the child is here, how can I serve His Highness? Did His Highness forget to promise me something?"

   He said gently, the hot breath gently brushed her cheeks, making her cheeks even more crimson.

   The delicate and beautiful young man looked at her from top to bottom, with slender feathered eyelashes hanging down, his eyes were dark and moist, with a faint crimson at the end of his eyes, which was more charming than a girl.

   Shiyou is not satisfied, why are you still attacking like this?

   Shiyou stumbled and said, "No, I didn't forget."

   Hearing this, the corners of Su Xian's mouth unconsciously stained with a happy arc.

   "Then I'll give Xiaoxingxing to Linglong."

   Shiyou nodded confusedly: "Okay."

  Su Xian picked up the little baby, and the little baby's eyes were like grapes, big and round, and they rolled around.

  Father and son face each other.

  You look at me, I look at you.

   The little baby girl burst into tears when she saw her father's face.

   This is not the first time such a thing has happened. Every time his hand touches the baby's cot, he will cry and give no face to his father at all.

  Su Xian stared at him, thought about it, and felt that his expression should be softer.

Did    scare him? ?

  Su Xian tried to pull the corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile.

   But the little baby was not appreciative, her cry became more and more shrill, her beautiful and cute little nose and eyes were all crowded together, and she cried so hard, those who didn't know it thought that Su Xian was abusing him.

   The fat and soft little hands still waved to his father's face from time to time, no matter how gentle and coaxing Su Xian was, it was useless.

  Su Xian had to call Linglong, who was waiting outside the hall, and hand over the little baby to her.

  Children are prone to drowsiness, Yan Shixian is tired of crying, and he is too lazy to make trouble. If his father regains his memory, he will definitely beat him up.

  The little baby has even thought of an excuse. He was beaten to death and didn't admit that he had a memory.

   Seven more

  

  

   (end of this chapter)