He saw Nan Jiaojiao standing under the tree, dressing more beautifully than ever.

The cloud bun is exquisite, the golden comb is shaking, the Ruyi collar, the skirt is lightly swaying, and the embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls are faintly exposed.

Daiqing's distant eyebrows were filled with sorrow, and there were fine water droplets on her eyelashes. The crimson ends of her eyes were like dizzy peach petals, and she was crying weakly.

It looks very aggrieved.

Xiao Yi's heart was filled with pain, and it was densely packed like a needle.

He was the one who neglected the little girl.

He pressed the lion's head and hit the little girl from behind like a playful look.

"Stop messing around..."

Nan Baoyi stomped off the embroidered shoes in displeasure.

So he bumped again.

Nan Baoyi turned around.

The huge and mighty lion's head, staring at her red eyes as big as a copper bell, was swaying towards her proudly.

She screamed in shock and almost fell to the ground.

Xiao Yi took off his head hood and smiled casually: "Nan Jiaojiao, are you surprised?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

There is only surprise, no joy.

She bit her lips and stared at Xiao Yi.

The powerful ministers took away the coldness and nobleness of the past, wore a lion's clothes full of colorful tassels, black cloth shoes, held a lion's head in one hand and a large hydrangea in the other.

He is precious in gold and jade, and has never been dressed so cheaply.

But he stood under the lantern, Danfeng had a faint smile on his eyes, and he was gentler and calmer than ever before.

Nan Baoyi had already stopped crying, but for some reason, when she saw Xiao Yi like this, her nose felt a little sore.

He was the famous Marquis of Jingxi on the battlefield, a powerful minister who stirred up the storm of the court, and was in power and unattainable.

But she is also willing to dress up as a lion dancer to make her happy for the sake of her little girl.

She opened her hands to him in tears: "Hug!"

Xiao Yisaner: "I can't hold something in my hand."

Nan Baoyi thought about it and threw herself into his arms.

She gently wrapped her waist around the young man's waist, rubbed her little face against his chest, and her voice was soft and soft: "I like my second brother very much..."

Xiao Yi's breathing stopped slightly.

A numb feeling spread in his heart, like the spring breeze blowing through the garden, and countless cardamoms grew quietly, gradually occupying his heart.

He calmed down his mind and suppressed the throbbing blood.

He lowered his eyes to the little girl in his arms. She was warm and sweet, with a tender face, like a glutinous rice dumpling. I really wanted to take a bite and taste it...

Before he could continue his imagination, Nan Baoyi suddenly raised her head and asked curiously: "Second brother, where did you get the lion condom?"

Xiao Yi blinked.

He was embarrassed to tell her that he beat the little lion up before snatching the outfit.

He held the lion's head and said lightly: "I just asked around and heard that all the girls in the mansion have grabbed the lion's hair, but Nan Jiaojiao didn't. Look, this lion's head is given to you."

"Send me to me?" Nan Baoyi hugged her in surprise.

The lion's head is full of fur, she is very lucky!

Xiao Yi leaned over to her ear, his voice was hoarse and seductive: "There are other girls, and we Nan Jiaojiao must have them..."

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Chapter completed!