Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 702 Children
Five years later.Lingxiao Palace.

Two small figures stumbled and ran all the way from the mountain gate of Lingxiao Palace.

The little boy in white in front was holding a large paper bag in his arms, and while running, he looked back at the little girl in pink who was about the same height as him.

The little girl who looked like a jade carved in pink chased after her and shouted childishly:

"Brother, younger brother, run slowly and wait for me, that persimmon is brought to mother by Uncle Yushuang, you are not allowed to steal it!"

The little boy who was running turned his head, his handsome and innocent facial features made a grimace with his tongue sticking out, and his immature voice yelled like showing off:

"It wasn't uncle who gave it to mother, brother Xixian gave it to me!
However, Li'er is going to take it for her mother to eat, it's because you are greedy and want to eat, so you keep chasing me, okay!Whoops!woo woo woo..."

With two minds, the boy suddenly fell to the ground, his limbs were about to struggle to get up from the ground, but when he looked up, he saw his father and mother coming from the opposite side.

Immediately gave up struggling, maintained the original posture of all fours on the ground, pouted her small mouth, and wailed loudly at Yun Geyue and Mo Wuying who were approaching.

"Woooooo...Dad, Mother, Li'er is in pain! Sister is a villain, chase me...fall... woooooo..."

Yun Geyue listened to her son's irrational words while crying excitedly, she laughed softly and said:

"Obviously you fell down by yourself, but daddy saw it, manly man, get up yourself!"

As he spoke, he brushed past his son who had fallen to the ground...

But he opened his arms with a smile to the pink and tender figure who threw himself into his arms:

"My sweet baby, come and let Daddy hug you, your face is so sweet, come, give Daddy a kiss..."

The little girl pursed her pink mouth, turned around and ran towards Mo Wuying.

The milky voice shocked Yun Geyue so much: "No! Liu'er wants to be hugged by mother, daddy grows a beard, it hurts..."

Depressedly looking at his outstretched empty arms, a certain man gritted his teeth and roared:
"Honey! When will the razor you mentioned be invented?"

Mo Wuying bent down and picked up her son who was lying on the ground, and then opened her arms to hug her daughter who threw herself into her arms.

Between the little heads of a pair of children raised a beautiful pretty face with a wicked smile and said:
"Whenever you are not partial and love Liuer and Lier equally, I will invent a razor for you!"

(End of this chapter)