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Then, His Highness's text message was reflected in Bilan's pupils.

The information on the watch is only two short words: come here.

There is no redundant repetition, and it does not seem very gentle.But the little boy, who couldn't sleep, still smiled with two crescent moons in his eyes.There was no time to put on shoes, so he walked barefoot across the carpet and bumped himself into the door next door.

After only two knocks on the door, the door was pulled open.The familiar bird-of-paradise breath spread out along the air little by little, wrapping him gently.

The blond boy threw himself into the man's arms.

"Your Highness."

The soft sound came after a deep inhalation.

Then, the boy buried in his chest raised his head.A pair of blue eyes, like a sky full of stars.

"How do you know I'm not asleep?"

Carey caressed the boy's ear lightly, brushed his fingertips across the half-red ear tips, and pinched his soft earlobes.

Ivan moved his ears, and heard His Highness's faint smile, "The windows in your room are going to turn into flashing lights, how can I not know that you are not asleep?"

Only then did I remember that just now I was boringly opening and closing the curtains back and forth to make the window bright and dark again.The little boy scratched the half-long hair on his head, pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly.

"It seems that I slept a little too much during the day, and I can't fall asleep now."

Carey took a step back, giving him the space for him to enter, and asked, "Do you want to come in? I'll sleep with you."

The boy's eyes were full of smiles, and his eyes were slightly bent, revealing two shallow dimples.He gave a brisk "um" and laughed out two pointed canine teeth.

As the prince of the empire, Kaili's bedroom and bed are very large. I don't know if it is Ivan's illusion, but he feels that even the air in the room is a bit hotter than his own.

The little boy was wearing bright yellow pajamas, and the dog's little plum blossom footprints were messily printed on the clothes.The position on the left chest is the same golden retriever puppy as the sweater that Carey gave earlier, and the English name of "Ivan" is also printed on the same position.

It's just that this little milk dog is no longer holding the paintbrush, but has rolled itself into a lump, resting on the round paintbrush, sleeping soundly.

It was also custom-made for him by Carey, and it is obvious at a glance that it is in the same series as the previous sweater.

Ivan rubbed the plum blossom footprints on his clothes, turned around and climbed onto the bed, watching His Highness close the door, turn around, and turn off the lights with eyes dripping.

Today's Highness is also wearing loose home pajamas.

The deep sea-like blue, worn on him, not only retains the nobleness of the royal family, but also adds a bit of laziness.

Ivan lifted the warm quilt and slid into the bed, covering almost his entire face, leaving only two sparkling eyes.

The boy's fluffy head was sunk in the pillow, and his half-length blond hair was scattered everywhere.Carey changed the bedside lamp to warm yellow, pinched the boy's fleshy cheeks with his palms, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "Go to sleep."

Then, he picked up the unfinished military book next to the bed and opened it to read it again.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, but... his beloved child is lying beside him, and he doesn't read a book for a while to calm himself down. He is afraid that the one who can't sleep will become himself in the future.

However, the children around him seemed unaware of their own situation.Just barely turning a page in a book, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Bowing his head, a pair of small pale hands were clutching his clothes.Looking to the side along those small hands, he met a pair of bright eyes.The curled eyelashes moved lightly with a blink.The boy's expression was a little aggrieved, like an innocent little puppy.

"Your Highness..."

After finishing speaking, she moved towards the man a little bit, and finally rolled around, hugging His Highness' waist hidden in the quilt.

The little boy buried himself on His Highness, and said softly, "Stop reading, okay?"

Carey, who was suddenly hugged, was breathless.

Turning around and putting the book back on the bedside table, rubbing the boy's furry head with his palm: "I'm not even allowed to read the book? Kid, why are you so authoritarian, huh?"

But the young man who nestled on his body didn't intend to let go at all, and just said a word of grievance and grievance sullenly.

"I'm not authoritarian."

Carey let out a soft "oh", with a slight rise in the end.Listening to the ears, it seems to be teasing a newborn kitten.

Then, I heard the boy's soft voice, sweetly saying: "I want you to hold me."

After Ivan finished speaking, he felt his face was steaming.

But he was still buried on His Highness's body, not loosened at all, and did not move in any way.When the eyes can't see, the other senses become extraordinarily sharp.

He heard His Highness's shallow laughter, which was deep and sweet.

Afterwards, the underarms passed through the arms, and the whole person was pulled out of the quilt by His Highness.

Carey hugged the man and made him kneel on his lap.

When the child was first picked up, his eyes were still blank.The bangs that he tossed into a mess, because they were pressed for too long, stuck to the forehead in a mess.

That innocent appearance is really the same as the little milk dog in the pajamas.

"Why do I feel that just hugging is not enough. Does our child need a kiss?"

The little boy who looked like a doll blushed.

With both arms wrapped around His Highness's neck obediently, a small "um" was barely audible.

Because he was kneeling on His Highness's lap, he was basically at the same height as His Highness, and his lips slightly leaned forward, touching His Highness's soft lips.

But he has lived for more than four hundred years, but he has never had any love affairs with anyone.Even asking for a kiss is completely out of order.Only relying on instinct to gently lick His Highness's lips, he tried his best to feed himself into His Highness's mouth.

But His Highness, who has always been gentle to him, did not make any moves to accommodate him this time, but the hands around his waist slowly tightened.

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