Emperor Mingxi, who had died in the mouths of the public for many days: How dare you! I can still be saved.
The little fat boy is very busy. When he opens his eyes in the morning, he first checks to see if Ding Ding is awake, and then goes to the city gate to wait for his father.
Even though he was disappointed every time, he could still be revived with full strength the next day.
No one knew that such a little kid could wait for his father in such boredom for more than a month.
But in the little fat boy's world, he is not bored.
Ding Ding fell asleep, so he can go to his space to read books and do math problems~
Although he didn’t recognize many of the characters, Ding Ding made one for him, um, a reading pen!
Ding Ding said that if there is something he doesn’t understand, just click on it, and the little fat boy will remember it very clearly.
In fact, sometimes he was very sad, and he wondered if his father didn't want him anymore.
But Fatty knew that wouldn’t happen.
Father had said many times that he loved him and that the little fat boy was his life.
But my father's life is gone, why haven't you come to look for him yet?
When he was in a bad mood, he would poke the dimples on his hands. When he first arrived, the little guy was a little thin.
Now, after being fed by everyone, it has returned to its original appearance as a little glutinous rice ball.
Another day passed, and the little fat boy went back with his head hung.
"Brother, should I stop waiting?"
The sound is very soft.
Wei Yang almost shed tears after hearing this, Your Highness, you can't make yourself suffer like this!
But he finally said, "Young Master, just do it if you want to."
Because he knew that this was what His Highness wanted to hear.
1002 was so badly injured that it didn't know it could sleep for so long.
When he woke up and saw the fat kid crying silently under the quilt, 1002 went crazy.
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