The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 73

"How do you talk? Who is flattering? I can't be nice to you, can I?"

"But what's the appeal?"

He Zheng was dressed.

He thinks that he is very clear about everything, although he sometimes deliberately finds fault, but that is only on the premise that the other party provokes him.

"What do you think I want?"

Fang Tianzhuo said coldly, "How could I know."

He Zheng was not angry, he really wanted to kick Fang Tianzhuo down, but he would definitely be angry, and the relationship between the two would be strained again.

"I'm not flattering." He Zheng pulled the quilt: "I don't have any demands, I just want to be nice to you."

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him.

"Look what, I admit that I used to be false to you, bragging to please you is just a means to confuse you, but now is different from the past, I like you, of course I sincerely treat you well."

"..."

He Zheng suddenly thought of something, reached out to grab his son beside him, and said, "Go to sleep first."

Fang Tianzhuo, who was about to lie down, immediately sat up again: "Where are you holding him?"

"Don't go anywhere." He Zheng got out of bed again and said, "I thought about it, it's better for the baby to sleep in his crib."

Fang Tianzhuo lifted the half-hanging bed curtain and saw that he carefully put the little prince back on the bed, then stood by the bed and stared at his son with a reluctant expression, so he said, "You are watching what?"

"He seemed to snort just now." He Zheng couldn't help laughing, and regretted: "If only this bed had wheels, it could be pushed to our bedside at once."

Fang Tianzhuo paused and said, "I'm going to sleep."

"You go to sleep first." He Zheng continued to stand, not too tired: "I'll watch him for a while."

Fang Tianzhuo put down the bedcloth, pulled up the quilt and lay down. He closed his eyes for a moment, but He Zheng didn't come. He suddenly opened his eyes again and said in a gloomy tone, "It's time to sleep."

There was a sudden movement in his ear, he sat up suddenly, and saw that He Zheng was walking towards this side with the crib. The bed was made of pure wood. He Zheng was weak now, and it took a lot of effort to move it. He had to take care of the little baby who had just been put in it so as not to wake it up.

Fang Tianzhuo walked down, picked up the small bed and put it on the head of the bed for him.

He Zheng blinked his eyes and stretched out his thumb: "Your Majesty's arms are strong!"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned.

He Zheng said again: "I sleep outside so that I can see him easily."

Fang Tianzhuo lay down inside first with a sullen face.

He Zheng slept outside, looking at his cute little baby from time to time. The quilt was covering the two of them. He probed once, twice, last time... The quilt on Fang Tianzhuo's chest was pulled more and more crooked. Seeing that there was only one corner hanging on his shoulders, he suddenly hooked his waist and pulled the person over, his eyes sullen: "I want to rest."

He Zheng hesitated for a second, then said obediently, "Oh."

Fang Tianzhuo first hugged him with one hand, but suddenly turned sideways instead of holding him with both hands. He Zheng was forced to get close. He saw the faint blue color under his eyes. .