Ling'er was stunned for a moment. She slowly turned around, looked at the bright red on the ground, and then quickly glanced at the person in front of her.
"Little thing, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at the little thing's red and swollen eyes and the tear marks on its face, Di Shitian's heart ached deeply.
A low, magnetic voice sounded, and before it fell, Di Shitian took two steps forward and held Ling'er in his arms.
Familiar body temperature, familiar question.
Yes, this is indeed her daily routine.
Is he okay
What's with the bloodstains on the ground
But as long as I have nothing to do every day, that's fine.
She unconsciously stretched out her hands and wrapped them around Di Shitian's neck, rubbing her head against his neck.
"day by day?"
"Well, I'm alone."
"day by day?"
"Well, I'm alone."
“Every day… Every day… Every day…”
"Alone, alone, alone..."
"Little thing, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? I will kill him for you!"
Damn it, who made his little thing cry like this.
His baby, he couldn't bear to make her angry.
"No."
This man is always like this, she is always the first person he thinks of.
"Then why are you crying?"
"Um... nothing..." A certain spirit didn't know how to answer at this moment.
Could it be that she was going to say: I thought you were dead, so I was crying...
"Tiantian, what's going on with the blood on the ground?" Damn it, if it weren't for the blood, she wouldn't have made such a big mistake, so embarrassing.
"That's the soup that was spilled during the day."
"..." No way, she was so anxious that she couldn't even tell that it was not blood.
This time I was thrown back to my grandma's house...
"Little thing, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? I will kill him for you!" The deep and pleasant voice obviously did not have much emotional ups and downs, but it made people feel very safe when listening to it.
Damn it, who made his little thing cry like this.
His baby, he couldn't bear to make her angry.
"No."
This man is always like this. She is always the first person he thinks of. Even if she has suddenly changed, he still dotes on her as always.
"Then why are you crying?"
"Um... nothing..." A certain spirit didn't know how to answer at this moment.
Could it be that she was going to say: I thought you were dead, so I was crying...
"Tiantian, what's going on with the blood on the ground?" Damn it, if it weren't for the blood, she wouldn't have made such a big mistake, so embarrassing.
"Huh? What bloodstains?" Emperor Shi Tianfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked back with a little confusion.
“It’s clearly on the ground…” So annoying, still pretending to be stupid.
The sunlight shone softly, lighting up his eyebrows and eyes, and when he lifted his beautiful face, a pool of bright red came into view.
Immediately, I understood something.
The sexy lips moved up and down, "That's the soup that was spilled during the day."
"..." No way, she was so anxious that she couldn't even tell that it was not blood.
Still an ace agent.
This time I was thrown back to my grandma's house...
The big hands holding her gradually tightened, and he smiled seductively. The light of the sun and the moon gathered between his eyebrows, diluting the coldness in his body.
There is only one person in this world who can make him laugh.
Only this person has the right to make him laugh.
"Little thing, are you crying for me?"
"No." He said it decisively, as if he was deliberately covering it up.
Yes, this is indeed a deliberate cover-up.
She couldn't make any promises to this man, so she didn't want him to misunderstand.
Because she knows that hope is often the beginning of despair.
"You thought it was Gu's blood."
"no!"
"You thought you were alone!"
"No! No! No! Don't talk nonsense!" Ling'er raised her head suddenly and covered Di Shitian's cold lips with her little hands.
This man has the potential to drive her crazy.
He knew she was afraid to hear that word from his mouth, but he had to say it anyway.
Although it is the face of a three-year-old child, there is a maturity in his eyes that is not in line with his age.
Even though he was worried to death, he pretended to be "I must have seen it wrong".
Sometimes, he really didn't know what to do with her.
His big hand held her small hand that was pressed on his mouth, "Little thing, don't cry, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."
The sound is gentle, like the deep and melodious sound of a cello, and every syllable hits the tip of my heart.
He reached out and gently stroked the porcelain-white cheek.
The tears, though clearly cool, made him feel a burning pain. The intense temperature almost scalded his skin.
He knows, he knows everything.
But she thought he didn't know, but it didn't matter, he would wait.
Waiting for him to learn to love, waiting for her to let go of her obsession...
"Okay, stop crying. My little princess is already like a kitten, and now that her face is all red from crying, she looks even more like one."
After saying this, he pinched her ear which was partially hidden by her hair, with a playful look in his eyes and eyebrows.
"Only the Yin family didn't cry." A certain spirit pushed Di Shitian away and turned away from his strong arms.
The tear marks on her face disappeared the moment she turned back.
Since she is a princess now, she should play the role well.
"Dad, the Yin family is hungry."
A sweet voice came, successfully breaking the affectionate atmosphere that had just been created, and also successfully made the emperor's eyes twitch.
This little thing is getting worse and worse. She must have done it on purpose, knowing that he hates this name.
I have to say, the truth about a certain emperor has been revealed.
"Daddy, the Yin family is hungry." A certain spirit blinked mischievously, looking innocent. Two small hands tightly grasped the collar of Emperor Shitian's clothes, looking pitiful.
Emperor Shi Tian had no choice but to compromise.
"Someone, serve the meal."
After a while, Bai Tian came in with a group of palace maids carrying food trays, and then stood beside Di Shi Tian.
With a wave of the white whisk, the palace maid immediately signaled and carefully placed plates of exquisite dishes on the purple gold wood round table.
After that, he didn't even dare to raise his head and immediately left the hall.
"Okay, little one, come and have your meal."
Emperor Shitian naturally bent down and picked up a certain spirit.
This time, Ling'er did not struggle. (To be continued)