Mu Han raised his eyes and looked over with a faint look.
Those eyes full of intimidation seemed to say: I did it, what happened?
"You want to beat me to death?" The tyrant looked at him with a half-smile.
Mu Lianjing was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he knelt down quickly with a pop.
"Father heard it wrong, my son did not say that."
"Brother!" Nuobao stamped his feet angrily.
Didn't he agree to help her teach her father a lesson?
Mu Lianjing's eyes wandered around, feeling too guilty to look at her.
Even if I gave him a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to teach his father a lesson!
Since ancient times, only Lao Tzu has taught his sons.
How can any son teach me a lesson?
"Humph!" Nuobao turned his head angrily.
Mu Han was left with an angry back.
Looking from this angle, you can only see Nuobao's chubby side face with baby fat.
The little guy was so angry that the flesh on his face was shaking.
It seemed that he was really angry.
Nuobao decided not to pay attention to his bad father anymore.
The tyrant sighed.
He had no experience coaxing children.
When faced with this situation, I didn’t know what to do for a while.
He wanted Mu Han to behave like ordinary people, coaxing people in a low voice.
The tyrant certainly cannot do it.
I have to think of a way to let the little guy calm down quickly.
After thinking about it, the tyrant's eyes fell to the side inadvertently.
Mu Lianjing, who was about to sneak away quietly, had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.
A chill went from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
"Stop." The tyrant's cold words sounded.
Mu Lianjing turned around stiffly, "Father, father."
Anything else?
"come over."
Mu Lianjing wanted to refuse.
But he didn't have the guts.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.
The tyrant asked Mu Lianjing to sit in front of the dressing table, and his eyes widened in horror.
It seems that he already knows what his father wants to do.
As expected, he listened to Mu Han's instructions to the maid next to him.
Give him a braid that reaches the sky.
"No!" Mu Lianjing immediately covered his head.
"I don't want it. I don't want it."
The tyrant raised his lips and sneered, "It's not up to you."
In order to make his daughter happy, the tyrant could only extend his claws towards his son.
Anyway, he has many princes, and after every one, there will be another one.
"Father——" Mu Lianjing refused to obey and let out a howling protest.
"You are so cruel!!!"
Nuo Bao, who was sulking alone and facing Mu Han with an angry back, heard the movement behind him and his little ears twitched slightly.
She was a little curious.
But Nuobao didn't forget, she was still angry.
The little guy made up his mind to ignore his father.
But I couldn't help but be curious.
Nuobao moved his butt and quietly turned his head to take a peek.
This glance caught the tyrant's smiling eyes.
Got caught.
Nuobao snorted.
The little guy was a little angry and just looked at it openly.
The maid's hands were much more dexterous than the tyrant's.
Not only did she wear a straight braid, she also tied it with colorful hair ropes.
At first glance, he is the focus of the crowd, the most eye-catching cub.
Mu Lianjing was originally reluctant and had a bad look on his face.
He was a dignified prince, so handsome and handsome, yet he actually tormented him like this.
If this spreads out, won't he lose face?
But as he watched, he suddenly discovered the fun.
"Hey..."
Mu Lianjing had a silly look on his face, gently shaking his head, and his braid swayed to the sky.
"Nuobao, look, look, it's fun."
Nuobao: "..."
The little guy couldn't bear to look at it.
How could her brother be so stupid! !
The tyrant thought that by embarrassing Mu Lianjing and Nuobao together, he would stop the kid from being angry.
Unexpectedly, Nuobao was still angry.
She just ignored him and even pointed her butt at him.
tyrant:"……"
Since he ascended the throne, he has never been so helpless as at this moment.
In desperation, Mu Han had no choice but to show weakness and asked helplessly: "Tell me, how can you not be angry?"
In the whole world, only this little brat would let him give in like this.
As soon as Nuobao heard this, his eyes rolled around.
"Is anything okay?" The little guy grinned and smiled maliciously.
It seemed that he was just waiting for his father's words.
Mu Han's eyebrows and her heart skipped a beat, "...Yes."
Nuobao could guess what she wanted to do even if she didn't say anything.
But... there is no way.
My own daughter can only be coaxed by herself.
