The tyrant saw that a little girl got up from the ground, she looked like she was about to cry, as if he had bullied her.

The more aggrieved you look, the more grieved you feel.

The great tyrant pretended to be a bit harsh and said to the little girl: "Come here!"

Upon hearing the words, Ye Qiqi's body trembled uncontrollably.

When she raised her little head and looked at the gloomy face of the tyrant, she was so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that he would drag her out and chop her.

Ye Qiqi moved to the man with short legs.

Because I didn't dare to look directly at the gloomy face of the tyrant, I kept lowering my head, looking like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

"Father, Dad..." The little girl's voice was low.

The man turned his eyes to her little cold and red hands, and his eyes were a little unrecognizable: "Is it fun?"

After hearing what the Great Tyrant said, Ye Qiqi looked at him with some confusion.

Following the sight of the Great Tyrant, she saw the small snowballs on the ground not far away.

That was what she was so scared that she threw on the ground.

The little girl pouted her mouth and shook her head a little aggrievedly: "It's not fun, it's not fun at all..."

She will never play snowball again...

Woo woo woo woo ~

The great tyrant listened to the little girl's words of right and wrong, and couldn't help but lit up the corners of his mouth, but he didn't laugh out loud.

"Stretch out your hand!" said the great tyrant gloomy.

Ye Qiqi was still scared of reaching out. When she was a child, her mother often hit her hands when she was disobedient.

She subconsciously thought that the Great Tyrant wanted to interrupt her hands, and her eyes turned red after a flash.

"Father, Qiqi knows that he is wrong and will never play again. Don't interrupt my hands. Qiqi is afraid of pain..."

The little girl tightly shrank her hand tightly into her sleeve and refused to stick it out.

The tears looked like he was about to chop her hand.

The man took out a brocade handkerchief from somewhere and rubbed her wet palms: "What are you thinking about in your little head?"

He just wanted to wipe her hands.

Ye Qiqi watched the man wipe his hands, and was surprised by this.

He blinked his big eyes and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

She...she thought he was going to interrupt her hands!

"I am such a vicious existence in your heart?" The great tyrant threw out the deadly question, and his narrow phoenix eyes rushed straight for the little girl to give the answer.

The little girl subconsciously shrank her neck and looked at him with red eyes and aggrieved look: "Because you, father, you were dragging Qiqi out to behead him at the beginning..."

“…”

When the tyrant heard this, he finally understood. It turns out that this little girl is making old accounts with her now?!

Haha, the little thing actually knew to blame him.

"Are you blaming me?"

Ye Qiqi shook Keke's lovely little head and said weakly: "Qiqi doesn't dare..."

"laugh"

The tyrant chuckled and his eyes fell on the little girl's slender neck.

If he really wanted to kill her, he could strangle her to death now.

“Is there water?”

"Yes...yes," the little girl ran to the table next to her with her short legs and poured a glass of water, held the cup in her hands and handed it to the great tyrant: "Father, Daddy, drink tea..."

Eunuch Zhao, who was standing aside, looked at the little girl's soft tone, and he felt that his heart was about to melt.

Drink tea~

The Seventh Princess is really cute!

The man took the tea handed over by the little girl and took a sip of it, his face pretended to be cold.
Chapter completed!