"Ouch!" This was the exclamation of the onlookers, including Third Master. The most unusual was Tenth Master's: "My dear nephew!"
(Young Master) Nephew, you were too impulsive. You should have thought of another way.
While everyone else thought that Xiao Hongxuan's rush towards the Fourth Master was an impulsive act, Jiaming didn't think so.
You understand your own child.
Sure enough, the little guy, as nimbly as a monkey, climbed up to Fourth Master's chest.
Her little arms wrapped around Fourth Master's neck, her little face close to Fourth Master's dark face, her little nose touching his big nose.
*Smack!* The little guy kissed Fourth Master's lips, then said in his sweet, childish voice, "Father, Xuan'er, stay."
The dark-faced Fourth Master felt his mind begin to sluggish, while his heart seemed to be blooming with a hundred flowers.
The princes who were watching felt a pang of sadness.
He just got a spanking. The fourth brother is so unkind, why does the little guy still kiss him?
Dear Uncle, your uncle also has some influence with your father and can put in a good word for you.
Although the Fourth Prince, who was being teased, enjoyed Hongxuan's intimacy (of course, it would be even better if it were done in private; being kissed in public would damage his dignity, let alone on the lips), he was still the Fourth Prince, and his face did not reveal his thoughts at all.
His face remained serious, his tone stern, "Still no good!"
He is very principled; he accepts sweet talk but not demands.
Inside the carriage, upon seeing Jiaming here, she suddenly turned her head and whispered a few words to Hongtao. Then, Hongtao got off the carriage.
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