The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 201 Thinking back in the past, pitiful

The little girl twisted her little butt, and a playful hair stood up on her fluffy little head, shaking and shaking with the little girl's movements, it was so loud.

"Sister Yue'er, tomorrow Sisi will wear the red dress my father gave Sisi, and I will also put in the beautiful hairpin that my wife gave you today, the one with sparkling gems~"

"Okay, the servant girl will prepare it for the little princess."

Yue'er was very obedient to He Liansi's request, and she agreed with a smile.

The bright moon was in the sky, it was getting late, and the beloved little cloth bag was embroidered. After washing, the little girl climbed onto the bed and went to sleep.

Maybe it's because I'm going to the Imperial College to flirt with beautiful men tomorrow... Ah, no, no, what kind of flirting with beautiful men, I want to go to school!

He Lian is a small person, lying on the bed in a "big" shape, with grape-like watery eyes staring at the bright yellow bed curtain,

Gurgling around, in her little head, like a horse watching flowers, thinking of rows of all kinds of beautiful men, waving at her, a cute little girl.

Thinking about it, crystal clear saliva, it couldn't help but want to flow out of its small mouth.

"Suck it~!"

He Liansi's little face tilted up, sucking saliva, wiped the non-existent saliva with her white, tender and chubby hands, and smiled cheerfully and silly.

Sisi said well, three thousand beauties, starting from the dolls!
Starting tomorrow, Sisi will work hard for his own harem in the future!
"Hee hee~"

The little girl smirked, grabbed the little lotus root pink quilt, wrapped it around her little body, and the little person stepped from the side of the bed,
Gu Lulu rolled to the innermost side of the bed, rubbed his fluffy head against the cold silk and satin quilt, and closed his eyes.

Good night, Sisi is going to find little brother Zhougong, and listen to the little brother Zhougong telling stories to Sisi~
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Prime Minister's House.

"You'er, I'm going to the Imperial College tomorrow, and I have to listen to my master, you can't eat cakes in the hall, you know, there's more..."

Wen's grandmother was worried, and personally prepared things for He Lianyou to go to the Imperial College tomorrow, and she still kept talking about it.

He Lianyou had already washed and changed the little white underwear he wore when sleeping, and now he was sitting quietly on the bed with his legs crossed,

A head of slightly short black hair, a small white and tender face, as if water can be squeezed out, jet-black eyes,
Looking at Wen's grandmother who was tidying things up, her curled eyelashes flickered from time to time, and she nodded occasionally to show that she was listening, obediently.

Wen's grandmother looked at her, feeling that she loved her so much, she reached out and touched He Lianyou's head, her well-maintained face was full of loving smiles.

Wen Renyu sat on a pear wood chair in the room with his legs crossed, watching this scene of patriarchal kindness and grandson filial piety, his teeth were sore,
Back then, when I was a five-year-old child, the night before I went to the Imperial College, I was self-reliant and silently packed the small cloth bag,

The next day, I took my father's carriage to the entrance of the Imperial College, and wanted to be reluctant to part with my father, but fortunately, my expression was not ready yet.

My father frowned, and twisted it down with one hand, looked at him coldly, and said in disgust,

"Big man, what does Momojiu look like?"

To this day, these words are still deeply remembered in the heart of the prime minister, and they are deeply imprinted on the young mind of Wen Renyu, who was five years old at the time.

(End of this chapter)