My gentle tyrant (31)_1

"Qin Chu's still in bed?" The little Emperor asked, rubbing his eyes.

There was no one else around.

Yu Li realized that the little Emperor was talking to him.

There was a strange sense of harmony between the two of them.

He hummed in agreement.

"Miss Qin's door hasn't been opened, so she probably hasn't woken up yet."

"Pig," Ji Xiaorong sneered.

Yu Li ,'... It doesn't seem right for you to say that about a girl."

When Fu Shang opened the door, he heard the conversation between the two. He also heard Ji Xiaorong calling him a pig, and Yu Li's conflicted expression.

Fu Shang rushed over, picked Ji Xiaorong up, and knocked her head.

"Who's the pig?"

The child hugged his head. I was wrong.

Fu Shang turned around and looked at Yu Li, who was a little frightened by the look in his eyes. The black-robed swordsman hesitated and said, ""I don't think I ... I didn't say anything wrong, right?"