Lu Zhishan looked at the child like this for a full hour before the child woke up leisurely. As soon as her eyes opened, the man took her breath away. She subconsciously stretched out her hands and put her arms around her neck.
"Cousin..." Mu Nanzhi shouted inarticulately, his consciousness still a little confused, "No, no, no, I'm really tired."
Lu Zhishan suddenly laughed and kissed Mu Nanzhi's red lips. Then he was willing to let her go and asked in a low voice, "Nanny said you don't want anything anymore?"
Mu Nanzhi finally came to his senses and looked at Lu Zhishan with a blushing face. He was too busy and looked away again. He grabbed Lu Zhishan's front and complained softly: "Cousin, this is the first day of the new year. You are not allowed to bully me." I."
"Okay, cousin won't bully my daughter," Lu Zhishan kissed Mu Nanzhi's disheveled hair again and asked, "Are you hungry? Are you going to eat now?"
Mu Nanzhi didn't move, just nuzzled in Lu Zhishan's arms, humming softly: "I'll get up in a while, I want my cousin to hold me for a while longer."
Lu Zhishan's heart almost melted. He hugged Mu Nanzhi tighter and kept kissing Mu Nanzhi's hair and ears. The child liked to drink milk tea and there was always a lingering feeling about him. He especially likes this smell of frankincense. Sometimes he likes to hold the child and smell it without doing anything. He just smells it and feels very satisfied.
"Cousin, I didn't go to Baohua Temple to pray for you this year," Mu Nanzhi pursed his lips in embarrassment, "It's all your fault. I slept... so late last night, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get up. ”
"Nanny no longer has to pray for my cousin." Lu Zhishan kissed the child's eyelids and said softly.
Mu Nanzhi was startled: "Why?"
"Because my cousin's wish has come true," Lu Zhishan put his forehead against the child's forehead, his eyelashes brushed the child's eyelashes, and the tip of his nose touched the child's nose, speaking every word from the bottom of his heart. Thousands of tender feelings, "My daughter is right in front of me, is there any better wish than this?"
As their breaths tangled, Mu Nanzhi's eyes turned red, and she whispered, "Then from now on, I don't have to make any wishes."
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They approached each other cautiously, not just who touched whom first, but they kissed each other gently and affectionately, in the early morning of the first day of the New Year.
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The Ningjun Prince's Mansion was indeed lively this year. Before Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi finished a plate of dumplings, Song Fu came in to announce that the fifth prince, Lu Zhicheng, was here to pay New Year's greetings to the prince and princess.
Lu Zhishan was a little surprised. There was a full sixteen-year age difference between him and this fifth emperor brother. When Lu Zhicheng was born, he had already gone to southern Xinjiang. The two of them had not seen each other since they returned to the capital. This time, the two of them usually didn't even exchange a few words. Lu Zhicheng's sudden visit in person really surprised him.
"The fifth prince is here?" Mu Nanzhi also looked shocked. He put down his bowl and chopsticks in a hurry and said to Song Fu, "Take the fifth prince to the main hall quickly. Your prince and I will be there right away."
"Yes, I obey." Song Fu bowed and stepped back.
Lu Zhishan looked at the child with half a plate of dumplings left, and was slightly unhappy. He took a handkerchief and wiped the child's mouth, and asked casually: "What? Are you familiar with the fifth prince?" "