I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 77
Soon, Gong Ziyun felt that it would be nice to have this ugly pot of flowers, so Tang Xiaoguai offered to sleep in Qinyuan.

Just as he wished for it, he quickly sent someone to notify the General's Mansion.

This can't be his fault, whoever makes him so attractive, even a pot of flowers in the garden can make Tang Xiaoguai stay.

Just when he was humming a ditty and was about to put his daughter to sleep, he suddenly realized that things were not simple.

Tang Xiaoguai, who was supposed to finish washing Xiangxiang, was lying in the flower room with her buttocks up, watching the gardener arrange the flowers and plants.

The two claws will poke this pile of soil for a while, and then poke that pile of soil for a while.

The gardener is an elderly man, looking at the soft and glutinous dough, he is very happy:
"...This epiphyllum likes warm and moist soil, don't expose it to the sun."

"Just spray the leaves with water in the morning and evening."

"The soil for planting flowers requires fermented leaf soil from fallen leaves, as well as the sandy soil that the villain showed the little Patriarch just now."

Xiao Tuantuan listened carefully with his big black eyes open, and took out a small notebook and pen to write down word by word.

The old gardener talked for a while, then touched her little head lovingly: "Do you remember?"

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Tuantuan couldn't stop nodding, and repeated in a childish voice: "Grandpa Gardener, is Tangtang right?"

"That's right, the little Patriarch is really smart."

"whee."

Su Qingyun looked outside the door for a while, hum, a pot of broken flowers is also worthy of being a treasure: "Come here."

"Homeowner."

"Go and pick a hundred pots of epiphyllum for the little Patriarch, and put them in the garden."

Xiao Tuantuan ran out bouncingly with a small notebook in his pocket: "Hey, rich dad, why don't you go to sleep, are you waiting for Tangtang?"

Su Qingyun snorted coldly: "I'm not waiting for you, I'm passing by to see the flowers."

Xiao Tuantuan tilted her head and dangled her little round face in her hands: "That's right, Tangtang is going to sleep, invite rich daddy to sleep with Tangtang, okay?"

Su Qingyun fanned the fan arrogantly: "Think about it."

Xiao Tuantuan grinned and stretched out his little claws to tickle him: "Don't think about it, don't think about it."

Su Qingyun was so troubled by her that she couldn't laugh anymore, she picked up Xiaotuanzi and flew away: "Don't dare to tickle your father, Tang Xiaoguai has become Tangdauda?"

"No, Tang Bold is so ugly, Rich Daddy still calls Tang Xiaoguai nice."

"If you still pick and choose, Daddy will call you Tangdaudao. Tomorrow, I will go to the yamen to write you a household registration, and I will call Su Tangdaudao."

Xiao Tuantuan held up his paws, and pawed at his little nose in distaste: "Hey, the rich dad should go and change his name too, Su Jinda Cancan."

Su Qingyun almost fell when she landed, she nodded her head: "Why haven't you forgotten about this?"

"Slightly, slightly, never forget."

Naughty little Tuantuan stuck out a small tongue, made a face, and ran away.

Gong Ziyun, who came out of the bath, with his eyes still blurred, saw a bunch of white balls running past his feet.

A fleshy little thing with quite a lot of strength, holding a big pillow in his left hand and a big quilt in his right hand, he threw it on the bed.

Su Qingyun raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Tuantuan jumped into the quilt and patted the big pillow: "This is the nest of rich daddy."

Then patted the little pillow: "This is Tangtang's nest."

Su Qingyun: "..."

What's the matter with being a little nervous?

Want to tell a story to your child?

Does he snore and bother the kids?

What if Tang Xiaoguai doesn't like it?
Why don't someone come and tell him how to put the child to sleep?

Gong Ziyun, who became a father for the first time, was sweating in just a few steps.

A little head popped out of the little group that was being rolled around in circles: "Don't be afraid, rich daddy, Tangtang sleeps very well, doesn't snore, doesn't wet the bed."

Su Qingyun: "..."

Your father, I'm afraid that I will snort and pee...ahhhh, I'm afraid you will dislike me.

Gong Ziyun lay stiffly under the quilt, straight as a big wooden stick, and then his almost numb arm was hugged by a tit.

The dazed Xiaotuanzi entangled with hands and feet, and said in a low voice: "Rich Daddy smells so sweet, Tangtang likes it so much..."

The big rock in Su Qingyun's heart was finally let go, and soon fell asleep.

It was just that in the dream there was a lively little dumpling, with her white and tender feet bare, stomping on his face.

Gong Ziyun suddenly opened his eyes.

It was dawn outside, he yawned lazily, and turned his head: "Hi..."

Sitting cross-legged on his pillow, Xiao Tuantuan held his face in his paws and giggled:

"Rich Dad, wake up, what delicious food did you steal in your dream, are you full?"

Su Qingyun rubbed her face, trying to regain her sober and serious father image: "You woke up quite early."

Xiao Tuantuan spread out his paws and feet: "Tangtang has finished practicing the formation and is back, rich daddy is still sleeping, he is a rich slob."

Su Qingyun: "...Your father has a lot of money, why did he get up so early?"

Xiaotuantuan said to Zhuozhao: "Tangtang has no money, so Tangtang has to go to kindergarten; rich daddy wants to send Tangtang to kindergarten, so rich daddy has no money now, so he has to wake up!"

Su Qingyun: "..."

Your father really can't refute your strict logic.

Su Qingyun resigned herself to taking her daughter to have breakfast, prepared the little books, and even wore the little scholar's clothes.

The scholar's uniform looks simple, but there are six layers in total.

On a whim, Gong Ziyun wanted to dress his daughter, so that Xiao Tuantuan could not do it himself.

As a result, Xiao Tuantuan beeped from time to time: "Rich daddy, you let Tangtang wear the inner clothes outside."

"That's not how the belt is tied. If you want to tie a gentleman's knot, rich daddy, do you have a big pimple?"

"Oh, Tangtang's hat is turned upside down...the hairpin hit her head, it hurts..."

There was a lot of turmoil, and the sun was already rising.

Zhenxi General Xuan Mo rode his horse and galloped all the way from Xuanwu Camp to the gate of Qinyuan.

Before dismounting from the horse, Su Qingyun came out of the garden with a small glutinous rice dumpling in her arms, grabbed his gale and turned over:

"Little Tang is going to be late for kindergarten soon, so I will borrow your horse."

Xuan Mo who was pushed into the corner: "...one, two—"

Without even counting to three, Su Qingyun was thrown off by the blast, her waist almost broke, and she lay on the ground humming.

Looking up again, the damn horse had already run away with Tang Xiaoguai on its back.

Gong Ziyun was lying in a piece of gold, humming: "Hurry up, chase after me."

"Fuck you, there are guards from the General's Mansion following Tangtang along the way, but you—"

Xuan Mo picked him up from the ground: "Trap me in the Xuanwu camp, trick my daughter into calling you father, Su Qingyun, we have known each other for 20 years, this is the first time I know you are so shameless!"

Gong Ziyun became stubborn: "That's also my daughter, and she also calls me father, if you don't accept it, let's fight?"

Xuan Mo sneered, and carried him into the garden: "I'm afraid of you, come here!"

(End of this chapter)