Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

Ministers:! ! !

God, is it really their majesty who is so gentle?

Sensing everyone's gaze, Su Yijun subconsciously wrapped his robe around the villain's little feet, and glanced coldly at everyone.

"Don't leave? Do you want me to keep you for tea?"

Everyone quickly lowered their heads and spoke in unison.

"The minister will take his leave first."

As he said that, he backed out with a watchful eye.

Su Jiu grabbed Su Yijun's skirt with her small hands, buried her head in front of his chest, and only raised her little head when she heard the sound of the palace door closing.

The two fingers tapped each other, very guilty, and obediently admitted their mistakes.

"Daddy, Jiu'er didn't bother you on purpose, it's because her leg is not up to snuff, it's numb."

Without saying a word, Su Yijun put the villain on the dragon chair, went to the door and took the villain's shoes, and frowned slightly when he saw the traces of being wet by snow on them.

"Daddy~"

Seeing that Su Tyrant did not speak, Su Jiu became even more disturbed.

Su Yijun took the villain's two shoes, and gently held the villain's fidgeting feet with his big palm, "Where are the socks?"

The villain lowered his head, "The socks are in the side hall... Ah! There is also the milk tofu made by the beautiful lady, which is super delicious!"

Hearing the words "beauty empress", Su Yijun was stunned for a moment, picked up the villain, sat on the chair by himself, let the villain sit on him, and called out: "Zhou Fu!"

There were hurried footsteps outside the hall.

Zhou Fu came in, and seeing the villain in Su Yijun's arms, he was startled, and lowered his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, the servant is here."

"Order someone to bring the shoes and socks of Princess Nine..."

"And the milk tofu in the side hall!" The villain hurriedly added.

Zhou Fu carefully glanced at his Majesty, seeing that he didn't say anything, he responded and retreated.

The villain's feet are small, round and fleshy, not as big as half his palm.

After being held by him for a long time, the little feet warmed up.

Soon, Zhou Fu brought shoes and socks and a food box, and retreated with great insight.

Su Yijun put on the shoes and socks for the villain, and cleaned his hands with a square handkerchief.

Su Jiu stepped on the dragon chair, opened the food box staggeringly, picked up a piece of milk tofu with her little hand and brought it to Su Yijun's lips, "Daddy eat!"

Su Yijun lowered his eyes, looked at the villain's shining eyes, lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite.

The rich milk fragrance instantly fills the mouth, which is a very familiar taste.

"Is it tasty?"

The villain looked at him expectantly.

Su Yijun's eyes dimmed, and he nodded: "It's delicious."

"Hey! I think so too!" The villain grinned, and the little dummy on his head probably felt his master's happiness, so he also swayed, very cute.

After feeding a few more dollars, Su Jiu raised her hands sorely, pouted her mouth, and raised her hand in front of Su Tyrant, aggrieved: "Daddy, it's numb, I need to rub it."

The villain pouted his mouth slightly, so wronged that he could hang a soy sauce bottle.

Su Yijun has never been in charge of the affairs of the harem, and he doesn't care much about the children. They are all free-range models, but he can't be so delicate.

Looking forward to the villain's appearance...

"Squeamish." Thin lips spit out these words lightly.

But the hand held the little man's arm very honestly, and rubbed it gently.

The villain's arm was so soft that it seemed that it would be broken if he was not careful.

This made Su Yijun subconsciously relax his strength, and there was a little tenderness in his movements that he didn't even notice.

Su Jiu narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying her father's service, resting her chin with the other hand, looking at the table in front of her.

There is a pile of memorials piled up on it, which can almost pile up into a hill.

In front of him, a memorial was spread out, Su Jiu glanced at it, then quickly looked away, her eyes hurt.

"Do you know him?" Su Yijun glanced and asked.

The villain was very honest and shook his head.

I don't know, and I don't want to know.

It's still a good drawing book.

"It's okay, Daddy will teach you." Su Yijun said.

Su Jiu:? ? ?

The villain's eyeballs rolled around, and the little meaty hand pressed his temples, his face turned, and his whole little face was buried in Su Yijun's arms, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L Lv sleep……"

As he said that, taking advantage of Su Yijun's inattention, he slid off his lap and wanted to slip.

But before he took a few steps, he felt his body lighten, and he was lifted into the air, his limbs were shaking, like a kitten strangling the back of fate's neck.

She heard her father's kind and gentle voice.

"It's okay, it's fine for Daddy to rub Jiu'er."

Su Jiu:! ! !

Before she could react, she was pushed onto a chair by Su Tyrant, and a small writing brush was stuffed into her little hand.

Su Yijun pushed the memorial away, unfolded the rice paper in front of her, held her little hand, "Come on, Daddy will teach Jiu'er to write her own name first."

"..."

Then, the villain experienced the worst day in the whole world.

Use lunch to practice writing, write your own name and write your father's name, and then start to perfect it, and finally have to be grabbed by your father to warm the sheets!

Su Jiu burst into tears!

Late at night, when Su Yijun returned to the dormitory after correcting the memorial, he saw the villain huddled under the quilt.

After taking off his clothes and going to bed, the villain felt a little cold, subconsciously approached the heat source, and burrowed into his arms.

Su Yijun chuckled, "Little thing."

As he spoke, he reached out to wrap his arms around the villain's shoulders, hugged her in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

Outside, the snow is falling gently.

A night without dreams.

**

The next day.

Su Jiu was awakened by a nightmare.

In the dream, Tyrant Su ordered her to write, and if she didn't write, she wouldn't be given food.

It's fine if you don't give her food, and she still eats big chicken drumsticks next to her.

How can this be tolerated!

In this way, Su Jiu woke up under the double torture of big chicken legs and practicing calligraphy.

The seat next to him was empty, and it was unknown when Su Tyrant got up.

Huaping heard the voice, opened the curtain and walked in, "Ninth Princess, are you awake?"

The villain was still a little unresponsive, the tails of his eyes were red, and he squinted his mouth pitifully, "Sister Huaping, Jiu'er wants to eat meat, there's a lot of meat!"

Huaping was taken aback, seeing the villain's aggrieved appearance, his heart almost melted, how could he disagree, coaxing the villain to get dressed.

"Okay, servant girl, give orders now."

Then, Su Jiu got his wish and ate so much meat that he was full.

When she was being driven back to the palace in the palanquin, she was still rubbing her little belly.

But at the corner, the sedan chair stopped suddenly, and the villain almost didn't roll off it, but luckily he held the handrail.

The villain sat down firmly, looked up, and saw that he was on another palace road.

There are two sedan chairs lined up side by side.

Little winter melon was sitting on one of the sedan chairs wearing a jacket, round and more like a winter melon.

And another sedan chair rushed up, sitting on a woman with a beaded emerald head, at first glance, she looked a bit like a beauty lady, especially her pair of eyes, but not as good-looking as a beauty lady.