The emperor thought that the fat boy's mouth was swollen from a bee sting.
Although he was furious, the emperor still patiently allowed Wu Zhonghe to wake up his son.
If a child is awakened from a deep sleep, he or she will have a nightmare.
Feitu lay down and licked Baizhui's fur, not caring how Wu Zhonghe touched the fat boy.
But Mo Xiao stared at him without blinking. Fortunately, Wu Zhonghe had to accept the baptism of this eagle's eyes every day, so he was not afraid now.
Wu Zhonghe just came to see His Highness, and when he saw that His Highness's mouth was swollen so big and high, he almost fell down in fright.
Fortunately, he looked carefully and found that the little prince was biting a persimmon cake in his mouth. It was really scary.
He pushed the little fat boy, but he didn't wake up, so he had to try to pull the cake out of the little prince's mouth.
The little guy who couldn't be woken up no matter how hard he was pushed, felt dizzy when Wu Zhonghe touched the persimmon cake, but his hands moved very nimbly.
"Banban, it's ours." The little fat boy held the persimmon cake nervously. His hands were very small, so he needed both hands to hold it.
Wu Zhonghe was touched by his cuteness and couldn't help teasing him, "But I want to eat too."
The little fellow looked at Banban for a while, opened his mouth wide and bit off most of the persimmon in one bite, then handed the persimmon (1) to Wu Zhonghe.
His eyes were full of reluctance, and Wu Zhonghe even saw tears in the little prince's eyes.
This made him despise himself.
"Yan Chengyu!" The emperor stood tall and straight, veins bulging on his forehead. "Come here!"
The little fat boy glanced at his angry father, picked up the persimmon cake and turned around and ran away.
I don’t know where Ding Ding went, and I can’t help the fish protect its butt in time!
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