The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 444

Chapter 444: 224 Grandparent and Grandchild Meet (First update)

What awkwardness? Nothing of the sort.

Gu Jiao, having relished enough tofu, returned to her room contented, leaving Xiao Liulang alone in the hall… a little disheveled and windswept.

Gu Jiao had a blissful sleep.

Xiao Liulang, feeling agitated for some unknown reason, kept tossing and turning, waking up the little monk.

Little monk grumpily complained, “Aren’t adults supposed to behave? Can’t you just sleep nicely?”

Scolded by the little one, Xiao Liulang actually calmed down. He closed his eyes, and before long, slipped into a dream.

A spring rain fell during the night, ceasing only at dawn. The ground was wet and slippery, causing the little monk to stumble and fall as he ventured outside.

He had something in his hand when he fell, and unable to protect his head and body in time, he scraped his knee.

Gu Jiao was not at home; she had stepped out.

He frowned slightly and made his way to the courtyard entrance. Sitting on the threshold, he put his injured knee in the most visible spot.

When Gu Jiao returned from the marketplace carrying rice and flour, she saw the little fellow sitting sullenly on the threshold, stretching out his leg. She couldn’t help but ask, “What’s happened?”

A morning’s worth of pent-up tears found their use as the little monk, with tear-filled eyes, let go of his hand covering the injury and said pitifully, “It hurts so much!”

Gu Jiao bent over to take a look, “Did you fall again?”

“Mm!” He nodded, choking back sobs.

Gu Jiao carried him into the east room and applied iodine to disinfect his wound.

The little monk coquettishly said, “It won’t hurt if you blow on it.”

Gu Jiao held his tender, lotus-root like legs and gently blew on it.

How comfortable!

The little monk was in seventh heaven, feeling so dizzy with pleasure!

Then Xiao Liulang showed up.

“It’s time for school.”

His tone was frosty, his eyes carried an edge, as if he would snatch the little monk away from Gu Jiao’s hold!

The little monk hopped down and strutted quickly to him, making a mischievous face, “I got comforting puffs, nya nya nya!”

Well, I got my pinch, too!

Xiao Liulang, in the end, didn’t debate with this kid. He glanced at Gu Jiao in the room, greeted her nonchalantly, “Good morning.”