Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 375 How can I, a majestic little dragon cub, draw a map on the bed?
When the young man ran out of the thatched house in embarrassment, the people who had gathered on the bridge to watch the fireworks had dispersed. In the hazy drizzle, he only saw the figure of a family slowly walking down the bridge, vaguely still. I saw a tall man holding a chubby little cub in his arms.

The rain seemed to have stopped slowly. He stretched out his hand, and the banknote given by his benefactor today was still lying in his hand.

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The rain came and went quickly. In order to avoid being noticed by others, Song Weiguo kept hugging Xingxing to prevent her face from being exposed. The little cub lay on Song Weiguo's shoulder and quietly exposed her face. A pair of big eyes stared curiously at the busy streets around him.

"Come and try the hot ginger milk!" As he was about to arrive at the inn where he was staying, Xingxing's attention was attracted by a shout.

"What is ginger milk?" The little cub was full of questions. Since she had spoken like this, the adults naturally wanted to take her to see it.

On Song Jiyuan's back, Xuanxuan also stretched his neck to take a look.

However, there were quite a lot of people outside. Song Weiguo bought a few bamboo tubes and took his family back to the inn.

Xingxing slept with Mrs. Song. On the big bed, she was wearing a small medium coat and holding a big bamboo tube, drinking tons and tons of it. After drinking, she still said with unfinished content: "It tastes really good, grandma, can you make it?" "

Mrs. Song straightened her little pillow, and when she heard what she said, she snorted: "This is how people make money, and they won't tell you how to do it!"

"Okay, let's go home and study it." After eating and drinking, Xingxing rinsed his mouth.

Mrs. Song tucked her in and said, "If you want to pee in the middle of the night, just ask me to get up. Don't hold it in."

Xingxing nodded obediently.

Then... Mrs. Song spent almost the entire night.

It's probably because I drank too much. I feel like I have to urinate frequently when I wake up, and I have to wake up from time to time.

Seeing this, when Mrs. Song was finally able to sleep peacefully, she muttered softly: "It's better to pee on the bed."

Xingxing groaned, turned over, and muttered: "No, you can't draw a map."

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Fortunately, the family had nothing else to do the next day. Song Zhao was picked up by Mrs. Zheng early in the morning and went out to make money again. Xingxing and Mrs. Song didn't sleep well last night, so Always catching up on sleep.

Xingxing and Xuanxuan both liked to drink the ginger milk. Song Weiguo bought it early and borrowed the inn's kitchen to cook a pot of millet porridge, preparing to serve it to the children to drink more to warm their stomachs.

Just as he was walking up the steps with a bowl of millet porridge, suddenly, several footsteps came from behind. Song Weiguo was not in the mood to watch the excitement, but the people behind him didn't want to let him go. .

"Hey, isn't this King Zhen'an? Why are you working as a waiter here? And you are serving porridge yourself?" A sneer came from behind, and Song Weiguo recognized the other party's voice immediately.

He turned around and saw that everyone in the hall was looking at him, and the man with the sword hanging on his body was none other than Shi Yue, the governor of Liangzhou, the brother-in-law of the current emperor, and his former rival.

"Don't waste such good porridge." As soon as Shi Yue finished speaking, a smelly shoe flew straight in the direction of the porridge.

(End of this chapter)