Chapter 1052 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (18)

"Di Zhao."

Feng Qian patted the opponent's shoulder.

The little boy shook his head and slowly opened his eyes.

While holding Feng Qian's arm, he raised his head.

The starlight is reflected in the eyes, and there is the girl's cold face.

He let go of one hand, rubbed his head, and his crimson lips were puckered.

My head is dizzy and hurts.

After rubbing for a while, Di Zhao withdrew his hand and looked at Feng Qian again.

He said: "My lord, I seem to have no strength, and I can't walk."

The child's voice was soft.

Feng Qian was suddenly so cute that she couldn't help pinching Di Zhao's face.

She has always felt that His Highness is like a little princess who lacks love and needs to be pampered.

Good and cute.

It will always make her unable to bear it.

Now that he is so young, drunk again, and an obedient child, he is very lovable.

"I'll carry you on my back."

Feng Qian took a few steps forward and knelt down in front of Di Zhao.

The young boy looked at Feng Qian's back and tilted his head slightly: "Your Excellency wants to carry me?"

"Um."

The wind responded lightly.

Di Zhao paused, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he took a step forward, lying on the girl's body.

The little white hand rubbed up and hugged the girl's neck.

"I'm ready."

The little boy has a cute voice.

"Um."

Feng Qian wrapped his arms around the back, supported the other party, stood up slowly, and walked back after making sure his back was back.

It's very close to Di Zhao's room, and it didn't take long to get there.

Feng Qian pushed open the door, carried the fragments into the room, and placed them on the bed.

Di Zhao touched the bed, opened his eyes, closed them again, moved slightly, and tightly grasped the corner of Feng Qian's clothes with one hand.

Feng Qian sat by the bed for a while, then poked Di Zhao's face again.

The little boy's eyelids moved and opened, his dark eyes looked at Feng Qian without blinking.

Feng Qian said expressionlessly: "Take a shower before going to sleep."

Di Zhao said nothing.

After a while, I said, "Can I...don't wash?"

The girl looked cold, "No."

"oh."

The boy's eyelids drooped and his tone was low.

His fingertips moved, and he raised his eyes again and asked, "Then... can my lord wash it for me?"

The wind is light.

She blinked.

Why isn't the kid shy at all when he's drunk?

Feng Qian coughed lightly, and said lightly, "Are you sure?"

Di Zhao paused for a moment, not knowing what came to his mind, although he was in a daze, he still said, "I still don't want it."

"But..." the young boy muttered, "Can my lord not leave?"

He looked up at Feng Qian.

It's not impossible to accompany, Feng Qian nodded, "Okay, don't go, I'll be outside."

"Um."

Di Zhao nodded.

Feng Qian stood up and was about to leave, but was caught by something.

She looked down and found that Di Zhao was holding a piece of her clothing.

The little boy let go of his hand belatedly.

The wind is shallow and people bring hot water.

After pouring hot water into the bathtub, he pushed the door out and sat on the wooden railing outside.

in the room.

Di Zhao moved slowly, took a change of clothes, and hung them on the screen.

He took off his clothes bit by bit, and before entering the tub, he glanced at the door.

"My lord, are you still there?"

Feng Qian who was sitting outside responded, "I'm here."

Di Zhaocai felt relieved, climbed into the bathtub, and took a bath slowly.

After taking a shower, he changed into clean clothes and walked to the door.

After opening the door, he saw the girl in white in front of him.

Feng Qian turned around when he heard the movement, and when he saw Di Zhao, he turned over and walked towards him.

"I ve done washing."

The little boy had a cute voice, as if he was waiting for his parents' praise.

"Well, it's amazing."

Feng Qian was not stingy with his praise, and touched Shard's head by the way.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Your Highness is a little princess. Good and cute.