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Chapter 451

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    Hearing this, Xiang Ziyu's hopes were completely shattered when he heard this. Xiang Nianrong was right. He agreed to it himself, so how could it be considered disrespectful?

    Well, you can only eat what you grow yourself.

    Huarong laughed dryly, looked at Xiang Ziyu sympathetically, spread her hands, and was helpless.

    Helpless, Xiang Ziyu could only hang his head in resignation, waiting for the paint on his face here and there, and he couldn't tell if he was suffering.

    Xiang Nianrong raised his brows and asked seriously, "Isn't Father wanting to repent? Nian Rong remembers that Father taught Nian Rong once. A word from a gentleman is hard to follow. What's more, Father is the ruler of a country.  You should lead by example, right?"

    "Hehheh."

    Xiang Ziyu smiled to hide the embarrassment of being pierced, "How is it possible? Is the father like that?"

    Xiang Nianrong muttered, "It's hard to say."

    Xiang Ziyu's face froze, and he immediately started laughing, "Father is definitely not that kind of person! He said what he said, Nian Rong can paint whatever he wants, and Father has no complaints!"

    Xiang Nianrong smiled happily, "I know Father is the best!"

    Huarong touched Xiang Nianrong's little head, and suggested, "How about this, Nianrong, let's play a game, whoever loses, draw a line on his face, isn't it more  Is it more interesting to paint on the father's face alone?"

    Xiang Nianrong was silent for a moment, seriously thinking about Huarong's opinion, one person and three people, it is indeed much more interesting to play games.

    "Uh-huh!"

    Crazy, agree with Huarong's suggestion, "Play games! Nianrong wants to play games!"

    Xiang Ziyu also heaved a sigh of relief, and agreed to Huarong's suggestion. It is true that playing games is much better than painting directly. He looked at Huarong gratefully, "Your mother is still smart."

    "Of course!"

    Xiang Nianrong said bluntly, and also belittled Xiang Ziyu by the way, "Smarter than the father."

    Huarong warned her in a low voice, signaling her not to cover up her words, "Nianrong."

    Xiang Nianrong pursed his lips, and changed his words obediently in an instant, "Of course the father is also very powerful! It is the support of Nianrong and the queen mother."

    Xiang Ziyu's complexion instantly brightened, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

    Knowing how to play games, Xiang Nianrong pestered Huarong and asked, "What game are you playing?"

    Huarong pinched her chubby little face, "I just woke up early this morning, and my mother has to wash up, and play games after dinner later, okay?"

    Xiang Nian lowered his brows and eyes in disappointment.

    Huarong poked Xiang Nianrong's stomach, "Isn't Nianrong hungry?"

    With such a question, the previously forgotten hunger swept over in an instant. Xiang Nianrong clutched her flat stomach, grimaced, and nodded seriously, "Hungry."

    Huarong smiled and patted her head, "Then let's eat first, shall we?"

    Xiang Nianrong nodded, "Yeah! We'll play games as soon as we finish eating!"

    Huarong smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

    Xiang Nianrong was led by Nanny Li to the outer room to prepare for dinner, while Huarong was washing and changing clothes in the inner room, Xiang Ziyu appeared out of nowhere, hugged Huarong's waist from behind, and sprayed on her earlobe.  Earthy.

    "This early in the morning is really noisy, because my husband hasn't slept enough with my wife!"

    Huarong knew that Xiang Ziyu meant something, blushed, and shyly slapped Xiang Ziyu's hand, "It's so early in the morning, what nonsense are you talking about? The child is still outside, don't be so rude."

    "Who is not serious?"

    Xiang Ziyu acted like a rascal, "The lady is a husband, so she should be more serious."

    Huarong blushed again and again, and said coquettishly, "Don't be a rascal, get out quickly, I want to change clothes."

    "don't want!"

    Xiang Ziyu vetoed it outright, and insisted on playing a rogue to the end, "Madam, if you kiss your husband, you will go out for your husband."

    "you!"

    Huarong turned her head and glared at Xiang Ziyu, then softened her voice, "How about a kiss tonight?"

    "don't want."

    Xiang Ziyu refused, and insisted on acting coquettishly, "I want to kiss now. Madam is painting my husband's face, and I was woken up early in the morning. It is not too much for my husband to ask Madam to kiss me?"

    Huarong thought for a while, and said seriously, "Not too much. But"

    The conversation changed, and he stepped on Xiang Ziyu's foot unexpectedly, "Go out quickly, Nian Rong is still waiting, I will go out in a while."

    ?The kick was too sudden, and it took 100% of the strength. Xiang Ziyu's eyes widened and he almost cried out. Fortunately, Huarong covered it in time with his sharp eyes, so he might be able to compare with Xiang Nianrong's crying  .

    Xiang Ziyu couldn't yell out, his face was so suffocated that it turned red, almost purple, until he was sure and didn't intend to yell, Huarong let go of his hand, with a smug smirk on his face.

    Xiang Ziyu frowned in pain, bent down, and complained angrily, "The most poisonous woman's heart."

    Huarong smiled, and patted Xiang Ziyu's shoulder, "Hurry up, be obedient, I'll be out in a while."

    Xiang Ziyu had a bitter face, he couldn't bear the pain, "Okay, okay"

    After finishing speaking, he was ready to leave.

    Huarong thought for a while, took a step forward, grabbed Xiang Ziyu, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Xiang Ziyu's cheek, like a superficial touch, but made her blush.

    Xiang Ziyu froze in place, his cheeks were itchy, and his heart was also itchy, as if ten thousand cats were scratching his heart, it was both comfortable and strange, the old couple had been counting for eight years, but Xiang Ziyu would still  Because of Hua Rong's actions, his heart was moved.

    "that"

    Huarong lowered her head and said in a low voice with self-reproach, "What happened last night and what happened this morning, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

    Xiang Ziyu felt a pain in his heart, and hugged Huarong tightly, "I know, I'm fine, Nian Rong is fine, don't blame yourself, I don't blame you, it's not your fault. It's just that the timing is wrong."

    Hua Rong hugged Xiang Ziyu, buried her head in his chest, and gave a small "um", saying that it was a lie to say that she didn't blame herself. When Nian Rong burst into tears, her heart was broken.

    ?The child who was born with all his might, has been held and raised in the palm of his hand all these years, how can he not feel distressed and sad because he was frightened into such a look because of his own fault?

    If there are sequelae, I'm afraid I will blame myself to death.

    "Queen! Are you ready?!"

    Just when Huarong and Xiang Ziyu were in love, Xiang Nianrong's untimely voice suddenly came out, and Xiang Ziyu's face was blackened on the spot. This little girl, let his wife blame herself, she won't say anything at all.  Just come out and spoil the atmosphere!

    The key is that I can't do anything to her?  !

    Huarong left Xiang Ziyu's embrace, already in a much better mood, and patted Xiang Ziyu's arm, "Go there quickly, don't make Nian Rong wait in a hurry, I'll go out after changing my clothes."

    Xiang Ziyu frowned, looked at Huarong reluctantly, stared at Huarong for a long time, and then reluctantly went out.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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