Spring grass wanted to cover her face now. She finally understood why her wife wanted to bring water in just now. Clove refused to let her in. Later, seeing her inability to dissuade, she let her in. This completely destroyed her Highness's image in the past. Two little masters told her 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 Da Wang's mother. Even men who beat themselves won't carry some behind their backs. They always chase all over the alley and teach the little dolls bad.

Somehow, clove only felt speechless and funny, but she was not afraid.

In the small bathroom, there is a bath bucket and a large wooden basin. King Jing was still standing there with a bucket. Clove came forward and poured water into the big wooden basin. He also poured water in. I was in a hurry, but there was nothing wrong with the work I saw.

Lilac went out. Xiaohua stripped the two dolls and put them into a big wooden basin.

The big wooden basin is very big, and the two dolls will not be crowded if they sit in it face to face. As soon as I sat in, Yiyi was like a swimming Dragon into the water, constantly holding up the water and splashing it on the opposite brother. Ho'er endured it twice and splashed water on her. They had a good time.

"All right, all right, how can I take a bath after all the water is spilled?!"

"Take a bath, take a bath."

Two small white bodies, she squatted there to bathe the child, and a wisp of half long sideburns hung on her left face

King Jing leaned over and squatted beside her, pretending to take her bath seriously. Finally, he couldn't hold his hand and touched her sideburns

Xiaohua's breath smothered, and a sour feeling rushed up her throat. She paused with her handkerchief and continued to wipe it on the child.

Soon after washing, Xiaohua took a large piece of clean cotton cloth on the shelf and wrapped Yiyi up. When lilac and spring grass were gone, she stuffed the child into King Jing's arms.

"Take it to bed."

This is the first thing Xiaohua said to King Jing after he came. With a little joy in his heart, he went to the bedroom with his daughter in his arms.

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

The clothes to be worn by the two children have been put on the bed. They were taken by Chuncao, but she disappeared. Xiaohua dried the child and put on her clothes. In between, clove and spring grass brought in two buckets of hot water for Xiaohua's bath.

After finishing her work, Xiaohua took her clothes to take a bath in the bathroom. King Jing sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the two children on the bed, and stole a peek at the bathroom. The sound of splashing water inside made king Jing feel thirsty and hot.

Miss her so much

Out of her mind, Xiaohua came out after bathing. Her white skin brought a kind of glittering and translucent light under the light. Her clothes were well dressed, and she didn't wear clothes as casually as before.

This is a alienation

King Jing's mood suddenly fell down.

Xiaohua looked at the outside sky and said, "if you don't go, sleep with the child. I sleep in the child's house."

When he said he was finished, he left King Jing alone, looking at him with small eyes, and Yiyi holding his hand. He sighed almost inaudibly and covered the two children until they fell asleep.

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

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

As soon as he held the yearning man in his arms, the man opened his shining eyes and looked at him straight.

"Nothing to tell me?"

In the dark, King Jing's face stiffened imperceptibly, and whispered, "... Little flower, I miss you..."