The vicious queen, she became a group pet boss

Chapter 141 The little guy first praised a certain emperor before revealing his ultimate goal

Don't go through so much like him.

At this moment, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

In the past three years, because of that incident, he never cared about him at all.

Di Beiyan's eyes were a little dazed. He couldn't understand what his father was saying. Is there something wrong with his eyes?But seeing his father's vicious look, he didn't dare to ask, so he nodded obediently, "Okay."

Seeing that the little guy was clearly ignorant but still nodding his head obediently, for some reason, an iceberg somewhere in his heart melted a little. Immediately, he found a piece of paper, picked up the brush, let the little guy hold it, and held it gently His small body allowed him to reach the table, and said softly: "Write, let me see how you write."

Di Beiyan's heart was about to fly, and he couldn't help turning his head and blinking his right eye at Di Siqi, with his small mouth raised, "Hmm."

Then I went back and started writing seriously.

When Di Siqi saw his cute little appearance, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes, but after a short while, he returned to his cold expression.

After a while, the little guy put down his pen, looked at Di Siqi nervously, and said in a small voice, "Father, my son has finished writing."

Di Siqi kept staring at the back of the little guy's head when he was writing, so he didn't pay attention to what he wrote. At this time, when he heard his voice, he looked down and saw the three crooked characters on the paper. , and my heart tugged, and after a while, I said in a half-hoarse voice: "Who taught you to write this?"

Di Beiyan couldn't see what his father was thinking, so he said nervously, "My mother taught me."

Di Siqi closed his eyes slightly, and hummed.

Seeing that his father hadn't spoken, Di Beiyan couldn't help but said, "Father, does your son write well?"

The queen mother said that his handwriting was beautiful.

Di Siqi was looking down at his name, and after hearing what the little guy said, he replied two words, "It looks good."

Hearing this, the little guy raised his mouth slightly, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "Father's handwriting is also beautiful."

"You didn't see it, how did you know?" Di Siqi asked back with his thin lips bent.

The little guy stretched out his little finger and pointed to the side, "Isn't that written by Father?"

Di Siqi followed the direction of his paper and found that it was the memorial he was reviewing just now, "No, it was written by your grandfather."

"Oh." The little guy put his hands on the table to prop up his chin, "The grandpa's handwriting is so beautiful."

Di Siqi snorted, took another piece of paper, spread it aside, picked up a pen and wrote three words, and said coldly: "This is what I wrote."

Di Beiyan said with surprise on his face: "Father, are these three characters you wrote the name of your son?"

Di Siqi's face was a little stiff, he pursed his lips and said, "Yes."

Every time he asked a question, he got his father's answer. Di Beiyan became more and more courageous, and said with a small mouth: "Father, your handwriting is so beautiful."

"Can my son take it away?" The little guy first praised a certain emperor before revealing his ultimate goal.

Hearing this, Di Siqi twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay, what do you want this piece of paper for?"

Di Beiyan's eyes sparkled, "This is written by my father, and I like it very much. I want to frame it and hang it in my mother's study."

The one he wrote was framed by the queen mother.

Di Siqi pointed to what the little guy wrote, "Take this one with you, and frame it by the way."

A happy little guy would certainly not refuse, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)