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"I am coming..." He still wants to struggle.

Yu Chu did not speak, he smiled slightly, sitting on the bed and looking back.

The two looked at each other for a long while.

Jinghuai licks his lips and slowly lowers his eyelashes. He pulls his white coat and his ears are red and bloody.

Children are just as shy as they are.

Yu Chu smiled and touched his head, then applied the ointment, and the fingertips slipped through the traces of blue, and the teenager couldn't resist the little snoring.

The tender voice, but a soft voice, looked awkward. Yu Chu didn't think much about it. He only looked at him, but Jinghuai immediately closed his lips. Because of his shame, his thin lips looked a little red.

He pulled his clothes, his face was stiff, and when the girl had applied the medicine, he immediately put down the clothes.

Yu Chu did not care about his movements. After the young boy was satisfied, he handed the medicine in his hand to him. He joked: "Apply yourself later."

"..." Xiao Jinghuai bit his teeth.

Since you can paint yourself, why do you have to force it at first? The emperor is clearly teasing him.

He didn't know what purpose she had, but the vigilance still mentioned the highest, hesitated, and shook his head: "No... thank you to the emperor today, I will be careful in the future."

Yu Chuwei raised an eyebrow.

The soft and soft voice of the other party called the emperor, a feeling of cute milk sprouting, but when it was said to refuse, it was strange and not angry.

She smiled and glanced at the child and took things back. "Well, then I am gone."

Xiaojinghuai stunned.

She didn't have to worry about this channel. After he reacted, he nodded: "Well... I sent the emperor?"

"No, you have to heal your wounds." Yu Chu waved his hand and walked out of the room with a smug look.

The whole room was quiet.

Jinghuai sat on the edge of the bed, and the snow-colored clothes were still loose. He silently buckled the buckles, and the milky and ignorant squats flashed the cold emotion.

The injury on my body is not too painful.

The ointment works well.

The child raised his lips, his heart was slightly confused, and the movement of the small hand button was slowed down.

He was silent for a while, jumped out of bed and walked to the table. The stomach was already very hungry. There were only two cold hoes in the dish, but Jinghuai didn't mind. The small hand picked up one and sent it to the tender lips.

He took a bite, and the cold feeling spread out between the lips, but the child suddenly remembered that when the emperor applied the medicine, the fingertips were gentle and warm.

He licked his lips, and the little milk corps was gradually darkened and cold. He does not believe that in this palace, some people will not be good for him, so he can't be confused by the warmth of the moment.

The small milk scorpion hangs his eyelashes and carefully licks his hoe, ignoring the loss of his own heart.

Emperor.

It will not always be his empress.

Even the emperor can ignore his own child, not to mention his half-sister?

...

These days, Yu Chu did not go to see cute.

She can't be too enthusiastic at the beginning... The children of the cold palace are like vigilant little animals. If they are too good for him, the children will be cranky, and maybe they will be counterproductive.

Anyway, she has no task in this plane. This little milk dumpling should be raised well.

Someone knocked at the door.

Yu Chu put down the book in his hand.