The host wants to be human today

Chapter 590 The Young Master Is A Poor Little One 39
He has always been a light sleeper, and he can't sleep for a long time. He is used to getting up early and reading.

When she gradually woke up and was about to get up to take a shower, she suddenly felt an extra lump in her arms.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the sleeping little girl and blinked, and then he realized something, a little dazed.

Isn't Your Highness going to court?
Huaian, who thought the little girl would get up early and leave, had a blank expression on his face, and then glanced sideways at the sky outside.

Only then gently pushed her.

"Tangtang, it's time to get up and go to court."

Li Tang patted his little hand away dissatisfied, shrank further and further into the quilt, and then muttered familiarly.

"Well, I'll sleep for a while."

The young man was a little helpless, but he was also afraid that she would miss the court, so he raised his hand and patted her again.

"It's getting late, and it will be too late."

Only then did Litang think of something, and sat up halfway holding the quilt, still staring in a daze.

The next second, there was a knock on the door.

The attendant who was familiar with his work and rest was already standing outside the door with water, and said.

"Young master, are you awake? Can the washing water be delivered to the room?"

Huai An was startled, he looked at the little girl who was still asleep, and his fingers tightened slightly.

Fortunately, the attendant didn't intend to come in. Seeing that there was no response inside, he just scratched his head in wonder.

"Strange, is the young master still awake today?"

Just as he was about to leave with the basin in hand, he heard his son's cold voice.

"Si, just leave it outside the door, I'll do it myself."

The servant stopped in doubt.

"Put it outside the door?"

"Ah."

He groaned, although he felt strange, but honestly put down his things and left.

When there was no movement outside, the boy got out of bed, came to open the door, and brought things into the room.

At this moment, Li Tang had also woken up, and while hugging her little quilt and getting out of bed, she puffed up her cheeks with dissatisfaction.

"Can you not go to court?"

Huai An laughed and curled his lips, simply packed himself up and walked over, holding her dress.

"Tangtang, can I help you dress?"

Hearing the familiar title, the little girl didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so she nodded.

"Okay."

After the words were finished, the slender figure was already close to her. He dressed her gently, lowered his eyes, and carefully tied her belt.

In the twilight of morning, the cold beauty showed a bit of cuteness.

After fastening the last belt, he took a step back and said softly.

"All right."

Li Tang looked down, nodded in satisfaction, and walked over to wash.

Looking at her back, the young man was stunned for a moment, his slender eyelashes half drooping, covering his clear and beautiful eyes and the emotions in his eyes.

After marriage, these things should also be done by the husband.

It seems... Serving the wife-lord is not so difficult to accept.

Thinking about it, he pursed his lips, only watching her movements quietly.

Li Tang had already finished washing at this moment, she just spread her little quilt on the bed and climbed up the window.

"I'm still coming tonight."

After speaking, he waved his little hand at him, and the little figure disappeared in place.

When the attendants came in, they saw that their young master was not reading a book today, but was sitting by the window in a daze.

He followed it curiously, but he didn't find any difference. He just muttered and went to make the bed.

Then there was some surprise.

"Young master, have you added a quilt yet?"

Huai'an looked over subconsciously, his eyes fell on the quilt, and he hummed softly.

He rolled up his sleeves and spoke.

"Si, help me get the book."

So the attendant ignored his surprise and walked over to find him a book.

　The day doesn't move, the day doesn't move, I only wrote five chapters in four hours, really Kawen stuck me to death.The recent data is not very good, and the quality of the plan is not enough to win with the quantity, but the result... After all, I have a high opinion of myself.I also want to code, but my hands are not obedient. Poverty has made me work hard!But now the more I write, the more dissatisfied I feel. It seems that as long as I realize that I want to explode, I will not be able to write. Painful mask, when I have inspiration, I will explode.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)