The Villain’s Little Cutie

Assi had a meal, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake stuck in his throat.

A pair of eyes looked at Yan Ancheng pitifully and accusingly.

"Cough cough, cough."

Yan Ancheng passed the water a long time ago, and he gently patted Asi's back with one hand.

"Eat slowly, it's all yours, and I won't fight you."

He lowered his head, his white face was exquisite and unparalleled, and there was only the little girl in front of those two-way eye-catching eyes.

Focused, as if you can watch it for a lifetime.

Jiang Congliu covered his lips and smiled.

The more I look at Yan Ancheng, the more satisfied.

After finally swallowing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Asi immediately complained: "I am not fat."

The little girl pursed her lips, the pear vortex was shallow, and she was very cute on her small fleshy face.

Those eyes were black and bright, with teardrops in them.

If it weren't for someone next to...

Yan Ancheng had already lowered his head and put on those red lips.

He blinked, wiped off the crumbs from Asi's mouth with his fingers, and then sat back with his eyes down as if nothing had happened.

Asi didn't think anything, but the maid beside him and Jiang Congliu blushed with shame.

"His Royal Highness. Please pay attention."

Wei Jingyu was not like Jiang Congliu and others, with a serious face.

I wish I could drive Yan Ancheng out.

Yan Ancheng rubbed the finger that had just wiped the corner of the girl's mouth, and smiled: "My brother taught me."

Wei Jingyu: "..."

Who the **** is your brother!

Yan Ancheng has not come to see Assi these days, because he is busy proposing marriage.

If you marry your beloved girl, you must do everything the best.

Wei Jingyu's position is to go to court, and Asi doesn't need it.

I spend time talking with my mother at home every day, and go out for a while when I'm bored.

However, if you have too many comfortable days, you will always meet people you don't like.

"Cong Liu, come out, come out..."

Jiang Congliu frowned.

Asi: "Mother, don't go out, I'll go."

As A Si pulled the curtain of the car, he saw Master Wei sitting in front of his house.

His clothes were crumpled and he smelled of alcohol.

Seeing Asi came down, he staggered over.

Said: "Assi, Assi, I am daddy, where is your mother? Has she been with you..."

Assi pursed his lips, and said solemnly, "Master Wei, what are you doing with your mother? You and your mother have already reconciled."

Master Wei paled and said, "Asi, can you let me see her?"

"not good."

The man in front of him seemed to be several years old in an instant.

The man who used to only scold Assi, now looks at Assi is full of pleading.

"Assi, I, I'm daddy..."

Assi looked unhappy.

He is not.

"Master Wei," Jiang Congliu lifted the curtain of the car with a gentle voice from a woman in the carriage.

She had already changed the heavy clothes she had in the Wei mansion. At this time, she was wearing a light green long dress, still holding the woman's hair in a bun, but her complexion was a lot ruddy, and her brows and eyes were settled by the years more calmly and elegantly.

"Cong Liu..."

Looking at Jiang Congliu like this, Master Wei almost suspected that they were back when they were young. He was the son of Wei Zhouxu, and she was his wife Jiang Congliu who was about to pass the door.

Unfortunately, time never goes back.

Missed it is a lifetime.

Jiang Congliu approached Master Wei step by step, smelling his wine, no longer caring.

"You and I have long since reconciled. Half a lifetime before, Cong Liu had a dream."

"Now that I wake up from the dream, the old man is no longer there."

It's not that the old person is not there, but the heart has changed.

From then on, Lang marries a daughter, irrelevant.