Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort

Chapter 1542: My sensible little lover

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In the afternoon, Xiao Hou stood in the small garden with his little lover in his previous life.

"Whoa, what kind of flower is this?"

"Clivia."

"Then what is this?"

"Peony, the king of flowers."

"Wow, whine, you know a lot! It's great!" Xiao Piqiu immediately turned into a fan girl and looked at him admiringly.

With just a few small questions, Xiao Hou was able to get the praise of his youngest daughter who spared no effort. Xiao Hou was very flattered, and he felt more fulfilled than making the minister speechless.

Little Piqiu stretched out his arms towards him, Xiao Hou bent down and picked her up. Although it was the first time we met today, there was no difference between father and daughter. Maybe this is because of the strength of blood.

"Ah, you're so powerful, you can lift me up!" The little ball danced and sat on the shoulders of Whisper, and the scenery in front of her changed instantly, she was very happy.

"If you like it, Daddy will often play with you in the future." Xiao Hou had a smile on his face.

"Okay!" Little Ball nodded again and again.

Xiao Hou looked at the next sun, walked back and said, "It's time for us to go back."

"Okay, go back and find Liangliang." Little Ball struggled to get down.

"Daddy take you back."

Xiao Piqiu said with a serious face, "Liang Liang said, how long will it take to send a few!"

Xiao Hou was surprised by her sensibleness, he bent down and put her down, and saw her running a few steps forward, then turned his head and waved at him, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Xiao Hou smiled and followed with his hands behind him.

The father and daughter found Pang Zhijing by the stone table in the garden. At this time, she leaned against the tree trunk and fell asleep.

When the little ball saw it from a distance, he immediately turned his head and put his index finger to his lips, and whispered to Xiao Houdao, "Whisper, softly, it's broken."

Xiao Hou's heart softened all of a sudden, he nodded, walked to the little rogue's side lightly, and then slowly squatted down, looking at the sleeping person, he didn't know why she fell asleep, just reminded him Take him to play with the little ball.

At this time, I heard Little Ball sigh like an adult, "Liang Liang is not in good health. Sometimes she falls asleep after just a few words. Now she is sleeping here. The wind is so strong, what if she catches a cold? Don't play so late, Liang Liang must be tired of waiting."

If a child is inadvertent, the listener is intentional.

Xiao Hou's heart ached, how much suffering she had suffered over the years, and he was still blaming her for not coming back sooner, in fact, it was a miracle that she could stand in front of him now.

"Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

Xiao Hou carefully picked her up, she didn't wake up even after all the fluctuations, showing how tired she was all the way, he collected his mind, and then carried her back to the room.

After covering the quilt, he sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her face. After a few years, she became thinner. When I hugged her just now, I felt it clearly. I don't know how she was so thin The ball was born.

"Whisper, Liangliang often hurts, I'm very sad, but I can't help it."

"Aunt Cheng shrinks, and Liangliang wants to drink medicine, but the medicine is very bitter, and I feel very distressed."

"But I don't dare to cry in front of Liangliang. I'm afraid that Liangliang will cry too. I want to be a strong little ball!"

Sometimes, you dare not cry because you have nowhere to go, knowing that crying is useless.

But now that he has his father, Xiao Peiqiu looked at his mother sleeping on the bed, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the tears fell down in a blink of an eye, and he could no longer control himself.

Xiao Hou was so distressed that he couldn't help himself, he hugged Little Ball, patted her back, and comforted her in a hoarse voice, "Little Ball is very strong, and she is a good daughter of her parents."

The little ball sobbed and said, "Then wheeze, do you think it will not hurt after Liangliang?"

"Yes, I will, Daddy promises." He solemnly promised, even if he did everything he could, he would still protect their mother and daughter.

"Okay, I believe you." Little Ball laughed through tears.

Xiao Hou sympathetically wiped the tears from her face, washed her face, and then heard her say, "Ah, I'm going to bed."

"Okay, I'll take you to bed."

"I want to sleep with Liangliang. I used to be with Liangliang, so that she can be the first to see me when she wakes up, so she won't feel lonely." said.

He knew that in the first two years, the little rogue had been bedridden in a coma.

Xiao Hou's eyes warmed. Today, he heard the little rogue say that the little ball is very sensible. He remembered it in his heart, but he didn't want to be so sensible. He suddenly understood where the deep self-blame and indebtedness in the little rogue's words came from.

Because I don't have the right to act coquettishly, I'm really sensible to learn to grow up by myself at a young age.

Xiao Hou hugged the little ball, but couldn't say a word at this time.

Words can no longer express.

When it has come to the point where I can't speak, the pain is so heavy that I can't speak.

"嗲嗲, don't be sad, I'll be good." Little Ball didn't know what was going on, so he comforted him awkwardly.

It's because you're too good-natured that Dad feels that he's too useless.

After covering the little ball with the quilt, Xiao Hou sat beside the bed and guarded his two treasures in this life.

"Ah, good afternoon." After the little ball finished, he closed his eyes obediently.

"good afternoon."

Xiao Hou leaned against the bedpost and stared silently at the big and small, as if he could never see enough in his life.

After so many years, the heart of duckweed has finally found a place of peace.

He raised his hand and stroked the little rogue's cheek, "You know, I am so grateful to God for letting you come into my life."

Without you, I don't know how many years I would have lived as a walking dead.

When the sun was about to go down, Pang Zhijing woke up faintly.

When she was about to get up, there was already a hand on her arm, supporting her to sit up.

She raised her head, her sleepy eyes were hazy, and she saw the gentle and beautiful face that she thought about day and night. For a moment, she couldn't tell where she was, thinking that she was still in that medicine valley, her eyes suddenly became wet, and she raised her hand lightly. Beating his chest, "You're cheeky, you don't even come to see me, it's so uncomfortable for me to hold on by myself!"

Xiao Hou hugged her subconsciously, put her in his arms, and let her beat him.

She couldn't tell whether a dream or reality. When she woke up, her emotions suddenly had a gap to vent, "I was lying on the bed, my whole body was in pain, but I didn't dare to move. I don't know how much medicine I drink every day, you know what I'm most afraid of. It hurts, and I'm afraid to cry. I've been through so hard, but you know what I'm more afraid of, I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back, and I'm so afraid that I haven't taken care of the little ball, I don't know how to explain it to you..."

"Three years, more than a thousand days, I miss you so much..."

Forced strength collapsed at this moment.

He hugged her tightly and didn't say anything, because he was so distressed that he didn't know how to comfort her.