The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 72

He nestled in the cloak and said, "I heard that there was a lot of snow last night, and it didn't stop until this morning. I haven't seen what the silver wrap looks like here."

"Always see it."

The palace servant opened the door, and He Zheng was hugged by him, and he could hear the sound of his feet squeaking in the snow. His home in Hyundai is in the south, and he rarely sees snow. Some time ago, he also had a few snowfalls, but they were not big. He originally wanted to build a big snowman when the snow fell, but when the little prince came out, he actually Banned in disguise.

He complained that Fang Tianzhuo was worried, and was happy because he was worried about himself. After returning to the warm Mental Cultivation Hall, Fang Tianzhuo finally put him down, He Zheng stood firm, and immediately turned to look at the little prince, "Your Majesty, look, he seems to be a little different from yesterday?"

Fang Tianzhuo had put him down and was about to leave, but when he heard his shout, he walked over to take a look.

"I heard that newborn babies are the same every day, so it's true." He Zheng cautiously reached out to touch the baby's small hand. His face was small and his hands were so small that he could only hold He Zheng's one. With the appearance of his fingers, He Zheng carefully held his small palm and said, "Why is he sleeping all the time, like a piglet."

Fang Tianzhuo: "…"

After He Zheng finished speaking, he also realized that what he said was inappropriate, and immediately turned to look at him, and said softly, "This is me, Tong Yan Wuji."

Fang Tianzhuo shook his head, didn't care about him, said: "I still have something to do, you stay in the room, if you are bored, let the servants play cards with you."

He Zheng said: "Oh."

Fang Tianzhuo left, and Shunyi on the side looked at him eagerly. Although He Zheng never treated them as slaves, but now he is here with Fang Tianzhuo. If He Zheng doesn't play, they can only grow old. Honestly stood and waited for orders, after all, if you accidentally angered Your Majesty, even if you could save a life under the protection of the Queen, you would definitely suffer from flesh and blood.

But He Zheng didn't get their mood. As soon as Fang Tianzhuo left, he immediately threw his cloak aside, put his hands into the baby's cot wearing a thick undershirt, and carefully put the sleeping little boy away. The guy picked it up, then climbed into the bed and put him on his side.

He felt that the little prince seemed to have a special attraction, and his eyes couldn't be separated from it. He first supported his head and patted the child's little chest, and then lay down and sniffed the milk on the little doll's body. It seemed to be stuffed with something, and it was bulging.

He wanted to hold the little prince tightly in his arms, but he was too young, and He Zheng could only think about it, and the restrained virtual circle circled him for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

I was born.

my son.

So cute.

How is it so cute?

He lay down for a while, then probed to take a look, waited until the hands supporting him were sore, and then lay down again, going back and forth, as if he couldn't see enough.

This kind of feeling is very similar to the first time the family raised a cat when I was a child. The soft and cute kitten came to the house for the first time. He Zheng called it to bed every night to sleep with him. If he found it lying at his feet in the middle of the night Son, you have to hold him again in front of his pillow, and put his cheek against its fluffy body.