Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Hearing this answer, Lu Jiaqing's eyes were filled with excitement and a trace of fear.

He hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Then it won't eat people, will it?"

Gu Nuo'er rested her cheeks with her small hands, her round eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes looked like playful little butterflies.

She said to Lu Jiaqing seriously, "It depends on how you teach it."

The little guy covered his mouth and whispered: "Some fairies are good and bad at first, you have to teach them knowledge and great truth."

"In the future, if you take the custard to read, it understands the poetry and poetry, isn't it just a little bunny with a crepe?"

"It will be a good monster by then! It won't eat people."

Lu Jiaqing swallowed his saliva and emotionally remembered everything Gu Nuoer said.

"I understand!"

At this time, if Gu Nuoer felt something, Mrs. Lu's staring gaze was not very friendly.

The little guy looked at Lu Jiaqing and said, "You also have to protect the custard. It is still very fragile. If it is captured by the bad guys, it will not come back."

Lu Jiaqing patted his chest: "Wrap it on me."

Mrs. Lu saw that her son and Gu Nuoer were chatting so happily, the two of them didn't know what to say, and the more they talked, the more energetic they became.

She hurriedly took a few steps forward and said, "It's getting late, Jiaqing, say goodbye to the princess, you have to study."

This time, before Lu Jiaqing could speak, Gu Nuoer stood up neatly.

The little guy looked back at Mrs. Lu: "No need to rush, we'll go now."

Her eyes are dark and moist, and when the sun shines, they flow slowly like water waves.

With an inexplicable magical power.

Madam Lu was taken aback.

Just listening to Gu Nuoer's lips, she smiled sweetly: "Mrs. Lu, you have such a good brother and a kind-hearted son, this is a blessing, you must cherish it."

Madam Lu was taken aback.

What does it mean?

When she came back to her senses, Gu Nuoer had already taken Ye Siming's hand and walked out a distance.

Madam Lu looked suspiciously at the little guy's back.

This little girl of six or seven years old is warning her?

...

at night.

A vigorous figure wearing a night clothes, turned into the colorful courtyard in the dark.

Gu Zixiao cautiously stepped into the hall from the backyard window.

He felt the darkness, and with the moonlight outside, he took out a letter and put it on the table.

Just as he was about to leave quietly.

There was a rustling sound in the dark corner.

Gu Zixiao turned his head alertly, and in an instant, with the sound of "swoosh", a candle was lit from the corner.

Zhuang Ruoyun looked sleepy, sitting on the bamboo couch against the wall, holding the lamp in his hand, and looking at Gu Zixiao.

Gu Zixiao was stunned.

He blurted out subconsciously: "You didn't leave?"

Zhuang Ruoyun's tone was simple and ordinary: "I'm waiting for Your Highness."

Gu Zixiao felt a little embarrassed for a while.

He originally wanted to confirm his identity with Zhuang Ruoyun, so he wrote a letter.

Thinking that there was no one in the club in the middle of the night, it was just enough to send it over in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Ruoyun is "waiting for the rabbit" in the store!

Gu Zixiao's tall figure stood slightly stiff, and his eyes drifted to the side with some guilty conscience.

"I didn't mean to break into the empty door at night, I just didn't want to attract attention."

Zhuang Ruoyun stood up and put the candle on the table. She patted the skirt and said with a smile, "I know, Your Highness, please take a seat."