The little doll seemed to have never been treated like this before. It was as if it was frightened. It stared at Wushuang with its big eyes. Finally, it raised the corners of its lips evilly: "Speaking of you, you are fat and...

stupid."

"You are such a bad boy, do you know that it is very impolite to speak like this?" Wushou's strength did not relax at all, and he stared at him fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes.

It's a pity that this sweet-looking little baby was not afraid at all. Instead, he said extremely coldly: "If you don't let go of my face, you will die ugly." In his big clear eyes, there was something very different from his age.

Suiting for the coldness, looking at the fat woman in front of me, I thought she would be so scared that she would let go quickly, but I never thought that she would actually stretch out another hand and rub her other cheek fiercely, while making a proud sound.

He laughed evilly, and the strength of his palms was naturally strong: "I'm so afraid of death, but who made you so cute? Sister, I have to squeeze you."

"Do you know who I am? How dare you be so rude?"

The little guy was pinched so hard by Wushuang that he suddenly stretched out his little foot and was about to kick Wushuang's fat body. Wushuang, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, picked up his little body and lifted it into the air, looking at him blushing with anger.

His face smiled more and more wildly: "I'm really afraid of death. It's really fun to tease you like this, hahaha."

She laughed more and more triumphantly. Qian Lu had already heard the news and rushed over. Seeing this situation, she couldn't help but screamed: "Oh my God! Oh my God! My dear, please put him down quickly. He is the current emperor's favorite."

The Ninth Prince, how could you raise the Ninth Prince so high to scare him?"

Wushuang raised her eyebrows. When she saw this little devil appearing here, she knew that this was not an ordinary person. He turned out to be the Ninth Prince. So what? Why was Qianlu so excited?

"Little guy, are you the Ninth Prince?" Wushuang held his chin and looked at the handsome outline of the Ninth Prince carefully, thinking carefully, this little guy is the ninth, how old is this emperor? Could it be that he is the ninth prince?

Is he an uncle? The Ninth Prince in front of him looks to be seven or eight years old...
Chapter completed!