Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Chuncao really wanted to cover her face now, she finally understood why the lady wanted to bring in water just now, but Ding Xiang refused to let her in. Later, seeing that she was incapable of dissuading her, she let her in. This completely ruined the image of His Highness in her mind in the past, and the two little masters actually told His Highness that if they couldn't earn money to buy food, they would be beaten by their mother with a big stick.

They all blame Dawang's mother, who won't carry it when he beats his own man, always chasing him all over the alley, teaching the little baby to failure.

For some reason, Ding Xiang only felt very speechless and funny, but not afraid.

In the small bathroom, there is a bathtub and a large tub. King Jing was still standing there with the bucket, and Ding Xiang stepped forward to pour water into the big wooden basin, and he also poured the water into it. There was a bit of a flurry of behavior between them, but nothing went wrong with the work they saw.

After Lilac went out, Xiao Hua stripped off the two dolls and put them in the big tub.

The big tub is so big that it won't be crowded if two dolls sit face to face in it. As soon as Yiyi sat in it, it was like swimming a dragon into the water, and kept splashing the water on the opposite brother with her hands. Xie'er endured it for a while, and splashed water on her, and the two of them had a great time playing.

Okay, okay, the water is all over, how can I take a shower??!

Take a shower, take a shower.

With two small white bodies, she squatted there to bathe the child, a half-length lock of temple hair hanging down her left face...

King Jing leaned over, squatted beside her, pretending to watch her take a bath seriously, and finally couldn't hold back his hand, and stroked her hair on the sideburns...

Xiao Hua gasped, a sour feeling welled up in her throat, her hand holding the handkerchief paused, and then continued wiping the child's body.

After washing soon, Xiaohua took a large piece of clean cotton cloth from the shelf and wrapped Yiyi up. Clove and Chuncao were not there, so she stuffed the child into King Jing's arms.

Put it on the bed.

This is the first sentence that Xiao Hua said to King Jing after he came. There was a little joy in his heart, and he carried his daughter happily to the bedroom.

Xiaohua followed behind, wrapped her son in cotton cloth, and went to the bedroom.

The clothes that the two children were going to wear had already been placed on the bed, and they were taken by Chuncao, but she was nowhere to be seen. Xiaohua dried the child and put on the little clothes. During this time, Lilac and Chuncao brought in two large buckets of hot water, which was bath water for Xiao Hua.

After finishing her work, Xiaohua took her clothes and went to take a bath in the inner room. King Jing sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the two children on the bed, and then sneaked a peek at the bathroom. There was the sound of splashing water inside, and King Jing couldn't help but feel parched and hot all over.

Miss her so much...

In the haunted house, Xiaohua came out after taking a bath, her fair skin glowed with a lustrous glow under the light, dazzling and radiant, her clothes were neatly dressed, and she didn't come out just casually wearing clothes like in the past .

It's an alienation...

King Jing's mood suddenly fell.

Xiao Hua looked at the sky outside and said, If you don't want to leave, you can sleep with the child. I'll sleep in the child's room.

After finishing speaking, he left, leaving King Jing facing Xie'er who was looking at him with small eyes, and Yiyi who was holding his hand. He sighed almost inaudibly, covered the two children with blankets, and waited for them to fall asleep.

The room was quiet, and there were no lights on. The moonlight outside the window shone in, covering the whole room with a hazy silver light.

A tall figure walked in quietly, stood for a while, took off his outer clothes, and touched the bed.

As soon as he hugged the person who had been thinking about him day and night, that person opened a pair of sparkling eyes and looked straight at him.

Nothing to say to me?

In the darkness, King Jing's face froze almost imperceptibly, and he murmured softly, ...Little Hua'er, I miss you...