[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 9

Song Yuan still couldn't connect the good-natured mother who loved Gukoukou to her own child. Of course, she knows who she is.

Rong Ting is very smart and very easy to learn. Many things are demonstrated by demonstration, such as taking a bath.

Song Yuan originally thought that he would take a bath for him today. How could he know that he would lead Rong Ting into the bathroom? This stinking little face said to her, "Keep the distance between men and women," and avoid the mother and the daughter. , Mother, Gu was considerate of you yesterday, but today cannot make an exception. "

"Your child has a lot of rules." Song Yuan squeezed his ears without any psychological burden. She really wanted to pinch his flesh, but the awkwardness of the child, and they are not very good now. Familiar, so I had to retreat next.

Song Yuan also bought a set of pajamas for Rong Ting in the mall this morning.

The children of Rong Ting who have passed through the ancient times do not have the aesthetics of this era. For him, no matter what cartoon characters are, they are almost the same.

However, when Song Yuan's bad taste broke out, he deliberately took a pink kitty cat pajama and made a gesture on him. He frowned and said rather disgustedly, "I don't like it."

Song Yuan asked him why he didn't like it.

Rong Ting couldn't say why.

At this time, the clerk thought Song Yuan hadn't seen the boy's pajamas, and came over enthusiastically, and smiled, "Here is the girl's pajamas. The boys are all over there. Your brother looks so handsome and wears everything Looks good! "

Song Yuan: "..."

Rong Ting glared, "You are so teasing about loneliness!"

He was really angry, not fake.

The clerks were a little aggressive. Fortunately, Song Yuan's coquettish horizontal flow, especially to coax children, the expression on the child's face became cloudy and cloudy within two minutes. Song Yuan chose Rong Ting's spring and autumn version of the yellow chicken pajamas in accordance with his own aesthetics. , Meng Mengda, warm!

The light yellow did not make children very offensive.

After purchasing the pajamas, Song Yuan passed the water for the first time and then dried it with a dryer. Today the weather is not bad. After drying in the afternoon, it can be worn at night.

Rong Ting washed himself fragrantly.

In fact, he hadn't showered himself before, nor had he worn his clothes before. There are too many waiters around him. As Emperor Wei's child, who dares to neglect? He was accustomed to others' service, but he didn't want his mother to serve him later. Although the mother-in-law seemed to be willing too, in his heart, he still felt that the mother-in-law should be noble and should not do these things for anyone, including him.

Rong Ting's hair is so long that he can't wash his hair himself, of course, Song Yuan can't.

When he came out of the shower, Song Yuan looked at his hair and had trouble.

Rong Ting thought of the men and women I saw today, and the women's hair was strange, even the adult men didn't have hair!

He can't control others. He knows that although he is a prince, he is a second-hand manager after all, and he really doesn't care too much.

Now when he saw his mother staring at his hair, he stepped back cautiously and sternly said, "Body body, accept the parents, mother, don't think of lone hair!"