"Yuer!"
The emperor watched helplessly as Mo Xiao flipped and leaped with his son.
This frightened the emperor so much that he cried out loudly. His child had become a ball. What would he do if the hawk failed to hold his baby firmly and dropped it, hurting it?
The little fat cub was being held by the black owl's claws and was playing around.
The little guy is very brave and not afraid of falling at all.
Instead, they cheered and clapped: "Let's fly~"
Mo Xiao rarely had the opportunity to be alone with the little fat cub, so he was very excited and flew around holding the fat cub.
I never imagined how frightened the people watching below would be when they saw the little fat boy being swung around.
Mo Xiao also plans to take the little fat boy to visit his hometown.
Jiayi and others stood on the treetops, all looking up at the sky, stretching out their hands uncontrollably, ready to catch the falling fat baby at any time.
Although we know that His Highness is not an ordinary person, we are all the people who have watched the little prince grow up. Who can really trust him?
The secret guards all held their breath.
Emperor Mingxi raised his head slightly and said sternly in the direction of Mo Xiao: "Get down here within three breaths. Otherwise, I will pluck out your hair."
The emperor was obviously furious. He would never speak like this in the past.
Mo Xiao, who was originally pretending to be stupid and even wanted to fly away with the little fat cub, paused in the air and fell straight down.
The little fat boy thought he was playing a game, and his pounding heart didn't stop him from asking for another try.
Knowing that he had Little Sweet Fruit in his claws, Mo Xiao calmed himself down, slowly placed the little fat cub on the ground, then combed his feathers, and stood aside away from the crowd.
Pretending not to see the emperor's eyes that looked like he wanted to eat an eagle.
What a terrible two-legged beast!
The eagle is just intoxicated. The eagle just wants to play with its cubs. What has the eagle done wrong? The eagle feels wronged.
The emperor calmed himself down, grabbed the little fat boy, and started hitting him on the butt left and right.
"I told you to come down, but you kept flying higher and higher. Do you want to scare me to death?"
The little fat boy looked at his father's red eyes and rubbed his butt pitifully: "Mom, I was wrong."
The emperor felt helpless and afraid.
If this falls down, the small round ball will become a flat ball.
The little fat boy stretched out his hand to hook the emperor's finger, and when he hooked it, he shook it: "Don't be angry, don't be angry~ I am a little god."
The emperor pulled his fingers away and pulled him aside. "I know, but they are only external things after all. How can I remain calm? Even gods have things they cannot take care of."
The emperor knew that he had that Ding Ding thing, and he had witnessed such a miracle with his own eyes, and the miracle still happened to him.
However, since the child's life is in danger, His Majesty cannot analyze and look at it calmly.
Instinctive worry.
Fatherly instinct.
The little fat boy seemed to understand, but he didn't quite understand. He stretched out his fat hand and touched the emperor's slightly red eyes and said, "Father, I understand. I'll tell you next time, okay?"
His eyes are so clear and innocent, his face is so bright and lovely.
Even if I don’t understand what my father is worried about, even if I want to refute him, Ding Ding will not ignore me.
But looking at his father, the little fat boy still admitted his mistake obediently.
He has always been quick to admit his mistakes. Sometimes when others ask him if he is wrong, he will answer without hesitation. However, he used to say it in a playful way, but now he is really sincere.
The emperor held his hand in return, and a thousand words came to his lips, but only one remained: "My son."
Seeing that his father was coaxed by him, the little fat boy curled up the corners of his mouth and said, "Oh, the fish is so amazing."
After settling accounts with his son, Emperor Mingxi set his sights on Mo Xiao, who was huddled in a corner. The emperor said in a deep voice, "Come here."
Ice-cold, without a trace of emotion, so cold that it could make others faint.
The Taoyuan trio looked at Mo Xiao with pity, thinking to themselves, I told you to act like a demon in front of big brother by relying on your ability to fly. Now you regret it, right?
The cowering look is just like us. It's really an eagle!
Mo Xiao flapped his wings, stirring up a gust of leaves, and flew over slowly: "Chirp."
Standing obediently in front of Emperor Mingxi, he was obviously a ferocious beast, but at this moment he appeared inexplicably well-behaved and flattering.
The emperor snorted coldly. Why are you pretending to be good now?
He won't buy it!
But the emperor misunderstood.
Of course, Mo Xiao would not try to beg for mercy in front of this terrible two-legged beast.
He pretended to be innocent and pitiful just to let the cub know that Eagle would be punished because of him.
As a result, the cub likes the eagle more than the tiger.
Emperor Mingxi became even angrier when he thought of his son being hooked in the eagle's claws and spinning around.
He said, "I wanted you to keep my son company. Now, not only have you failed to protect him, but you've put him in danger. Get back here right now, or I'll eat you alive."
The emperor was so angry that he could say anything.
But it is also true that in the past, when people were marching and fighting, they could not live and had to eat raw meat and drink blood like savages.
The feathers on Mo Xiao's body exploded and he stared at the two-legged beast in horror. It was so scary!
They even eat eagles.
Mo Xiao looked at Zizi, wanting him to say a few good words for him.
Unexpectedly, a suspicious smile appeared at the corner of the little fat boy's mouth, and he said, "How much flesh would that be..."
Mo Xiao: “…”
The majestic hawk revealed a trace of human heartbreak. He flapped his wings angrily, then brought them close to the little fat cub's mouth and said, "Chirp."
You eat it.
The eagle feels no pain.
The little fat boy looked at him and grabbed the black owl's wings. He sniffed and said, "You are so nice. You can eat me too. I am a fat fish."
Mo Xiao stared at his round face and the chubby little hand holding his.
A suspicious sound also emanated: "Chi~"
The cub is good, the eagle is good, and he is bad.
The emperor, who somehow understood what they were talking about, looked gloomy.
You are all good, but I am not!
The emperor turned around and left. The little tail behind him stopped drooling and ran over with short legs: "Mother, hug me~"
"I don't," the emperor replied.
The little fat boy scratched his face and climbed up by grabbing his clothes.
But his weight meant that this was a difficult peak to climb.
Seeing him crawling as slowly as a turtle, 1002 couldn't help but help.
But the emperor couldn't hold on any longer, so he stretched out his long arms and hugged the little fat boy in his arms.
The little fat boy's hands, as thick as lotus root nodes, tightly wrapped around the emperor's neck and rubbed his face against his.
Emperor Mingxi's lips curled slightly, and he knew how to act coquettishly and foolishly, and was very soft.
When I met him, I found that he had no temper at all.
But the fat boy's next words made the emperor's fists clenched.
"You are such an annoying little goblin~"
The supreme and ruthless little demon Emperor Mingxi: "..."
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