Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

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Chapter 105: Chapter 106: Playing with Iceberg_l

Translator: 549690339

Su Qingluo took off the Little Prince’s cloak, removed his hat, untied his scarf, and held him up, who was still unsteady on his feet, onto the heated bed, softly coaxing him.

“Be good, Xuan’er, stay inside and behave. Sister will come back after sweeping the snow and help you practice walking, okay?”

“Hmm.”

The Little Prince nodded obediently, his bright eyes glistening as he looked at her longingly, “Sister, come back soon.”

“Alright, after your sister helps mother sweep the snow in the courtyard, I’ll be right back.”

Su Qingluo lovingly pinched the Little Prince’s pink cheeks and went outside, lifting the curtain as she left.

“Woof woof woof.’

Three big grey dogs were very intelligent, guarding their playmate who had grown up with them since childhood.

Seemingly worried that he would be lonely, they uniformly lifted their front paws onto the edge of the bed, rubbing their fluffy heads affectionately against the Little Prince’s arm.

“Grey One, Grey Two, Grey Three, I have treats for you guys.”

The Little Prince patted the heads of the three big dogs and took out three soft candies from his little pouch, unwrapping them and stuffing them one by one into the mouths of the three dogs.

*Smack smack smack…*

The three big dogs licked their candies, eating happily, with drools all over the floor.

“Grey One, can you help me pick an icicle? I want an icicle.”

Seeing the three big dogs eating so contentedly, the Little Prince’s eyes also curved into a smile.

He patted Grey One’s head and pointed his pink little hand towards the icicle hanging from the eaves of the house, gesturing to it and indicating that he wanted to play with icicles.

“Woof woof.’

Grey One turned its head to look at the icicles hanging outside the window, extending all the way from the roof to the ground, then looked back at the Little Prince and barked intelligently before darting outside and returning with an icicle in its mouth after a while.

“Hehe.”

The Little Prince took the icicle and played with it fondly, not caring that his little hand was freezing red.

“Woof woof.’

Grey Two and Grey Three, seeing that he liked it, also barked twice to please him, dashing outside and bringing back two icicles.

“Hehe.”

The Little Prince took the icicles, laughing happily, and took out three more soft candies from his pouch to stuff into their mouths.

One little cute child and three big dogs were having a great time.

The three dogs kept going in and out, stacking the heated bed with icicles that soon melted into water and soaked the quilt that was laid on the bed.

The Little Prince’s cotton pants weren’t spared either, getting wet through and through.

Upon returning after sweeping the snow, Su Qingluo saw the scene, felt her head about to split, and the chill rushed out of her body.

Freezing with fear, the three big dogs shivered, hanging their heads and tucking their tails before darting out of the room.

“Mother, Xuan’er played with icicles and soaked both the bed and his cotton pants!”

“Oh dear, I’m coming.”

Li Xiu’e, who was sweeping the snow in the courtyard, heard her younger daughter’s voice, which was eight octaves higher than usual, hurriedly put down her broom, and entered the room after lifting the curtain.

She entered the room and glanced at her little daughter’s helpless expression, which was a mix of sorrow and resignation, and couldn’t help but smile wryly.

“Four or five-year-old boys are at their naughtiest age, your brother did the same thing when he was little.”

She laughed, took out replacement cotton pants from the wardrobe, quickly changed the Little Prince’s pants, and handed him over to her daughter as she scooped him up into her arms.

She picked up the soaking wet quilt from the bed, rolled it up, and went outside, hanging it in the courtyard to dry after lifting the curtain and stepping out.

“Xuan’er.”

Su Qingluo watched her mother leave, retracted her gaze, squinted her eyes, and stared at the shrinking child who looked timid with his trembling little eyes and wasn’t daring to look at her.

The Little Prince knew he had done something wrong and curled up into a small ball, like a little quail hiding its head in feathers, avoiding reality..

This 𝓬ontent is taken from f(r)eeweb(n)ovel.𝒄𝒐𝙢

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