Xiao Mokuang began to wonder if he was indeed a little indifferent to the little emperor?

Even the servants were not concerned about this little emperor. Not to mention tea, even the water was cold.

He watched here, so naturally he didn't let Chu Ci use the already cool water.

Xiao Mokuang spoke and called someone to serve the new tea. Seeing the little girl sitting obediently on the stool holding a teacup and drinking in small sips, his frowning brows were relieved a little.

Without tying his hair, he just sat beside the bed wearing his coat and supported his face as Chu Ci drank the cup of tea half a cup.

This is when my eyelids are lifted and I speak, "Have you drunk enough?"

Chu Ci nodded, and as she moved, her hair swayed slightly behind her, and the moment she looked reminded him of the touch he felt before.

His eyes were dark, but his head was still groggy. He finally had a good night's sleep. The Taifu naturally didn't want to let go. He nodded his head and stood up and walked to the table.

He was too lazy to say something offended by me, so he picked up the little girl and walked to the bed.

Chu Ci subconsciously hugged his neck. His coat on his shoulders slid down because of Chu Ci's movements and fell to the ground. The man was too lazy to care about it. He walked to the bed in a few steps and put the little girl holding her clothes on the bed.

Then I sat on the bed.

Chu Ci was squeezed in and shrank, and her big black eyes looked at Xiao Mokuang, because after drinking water just now, there was a bright color of water on the corner of her lips, "Tao Fu, don't you still want to discuss matters with the Ministry of War?"

Just after saying this, the Taifu, who had already lying on the dragon bed, pressed the little emperor on the pillow. His eyes were closed, but his hands accurately grabbed Chu Ci's waist and responded vaguely.

But there was no intention of leaving.

"Tao Fu?"

"Tao Fu?"

"Tao Fu!!!"

Chu Ci, who had been sleeping between the beds for almost an hour, was naturally not sleepy at all. She has been sleeping very well these days, but she is not energetic at this moment, but she is being pressed on the beds like this. Seeing this guy who had agreed to discuss matters with the Ministry of War and resting on her dragon bed, she looked like she was going to continue to sleep.

Chu Ci couldn't help but pull the corner of his clothes, and his voice became louder and a little dissatisfied.

She was full of sleep and didn't want to continue lying in the bed.

Xiao Mokuang frowned and opened his eyes, looking at the little girl fluttering under his arm, his strength was even stronger.

The other hand reached Chu Ci's head and touched it. His voice was low and hoarse, vaguely helpless, "Don't make trouble."

"Aren't you going to discuss matters? The tutor, don't miss the state affairs."

Perhaps he had felt comfortable sleeping before, Xiao Mokuang couldn't wait to enter that sleep again. He heard Chu Ci's words and then spoke without any hesitation.

It sounds like it has a bit of complaint.

"I've said that there are only a few things, and there is no practical idea at all. Today's words are the same as tomorrow's words," and then he closed his eyes half-opened again. He said this and there was a bit pitiful meaning, as if he was coaxing her, and his voice was low. "I have a headache. I haven't slept well these days. Your Majesty, don't quarrel, let me rest for a while before we talk?"
Chapter completed!