Playing to the death and cheating on you

The palace maids have already come in with Ailian in their arms. 【】

But, she pushed them away, she didn't want to hug them, she leaned against the door frame and knocked on the door, bang bang bang bang bang unscrupulously, her big eyes gleamed fiercely, she staggered, crooked...

Her eyes fell on his face, she stared at him, stared at him strangely, and even waved the jade ruyi she was playing with in her hand...

He opened his arms and embraced the child.After a separation of more than a year, the child did not resist. His dark eyes looked at him curiously, and his mouth whimpered, as if asking: Who are you? ? ?

Until Shui Lian laughed lazily: "Call Father Huang... Ai Lian is good, call Father Emperor..."

The little girl rolled her tongue and said crisply: "Father...Father..."

She has taught him thousands of times, so she has also learned to yell at this man.

His Majesty laughed and hugged her so tightly that his eyes were wet.

That was his daughter, the bone of his bones, the blood of his blood.

At that time, she looked more and more like him - this degree of resemblance, he didn't need anyone to tell him, he didn't need anyone to deliberately advocate, he realized it himself - just like a person looking at a shrunken version Own.

Strange, familiar, connected.

He hugged her for a long time.

Shui Lian stared blankly at the side—feeling alienated, even jealous for no reason.

He was smitten with her, crazy, but there was no intimacy—really, an intimacy, no secrets, no grievances—

She is everything to him! ! !

He didn't even need to say a word to her, just stared at her silently, as if this little man knew how to get close to a person without a teacher, let him hug him, and feel safe in his arms...

What a strange blood relationship.

No wonder, no matter how heroic a man is, the only thing he can't see through is blood relationship.They care about blood relationship and selfishness far more than women.

Although there are many bad stepmothers in the world, there are still good ones; but there are almost no good stepfathers.

Little Ailian started giggling in her father's arms, because her father's beard was pricking her, itching and warm, the little girl giggled non-stop, holding the handle of Yu Ruyi lightly. Lightly tap on the forehead of the father...

"Father...Father..."

She can only shout this sentence, turning it over and over again, like a parrot learning the tongue.

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