『373』 Feng Jinglan pretended to be false and scared Feng Xiaohuo
(Girls' Literature)
"If the Jade Bone Mother asks Xiaohuo to say it, Daddy will accept it?" Feng Xiaohuo's eyes flashed, and he pouted and went towards Feng Xie's kiss.
He put a big hand on it, covering the person's little face.
Feng Xiaohuo didn't kiss his father, and when he opened his mouth, he took a bite on his palm.
"See that woman no, she's your mother!" Feng Xie pointed his finger towards the portrait hanging in the dormitory, which was a portrait of Ran Xuexiao wearing a plain white dress and standing in the plum blossom forest.
Feng Xiaohuo rolled his eyes, he was indifferent to the woman in the portrait, his small body was lying on his stomach, pretending to be dead......
"Next time, if you dare to call other women, my father will never spare you!" Feng Xie sighed slightly, hugged his depressed daughter in his arms, and the father and daughter were unusually kind and lay on the bed together for a nap.
But that's just the surface.
Feng Xie had something to do to enter the palace, Feng Xiaohuo immediately opened her eyes, picked up the whip she was carrying, and secretly climbed out of the dog hole and slipped out.
When she came out, the first thing she looked for was the poor flower girl who was beaten by her on the street and almost died, and she couldn't find her in the backyard of the gold building.
I didn't even have time to clean the wound, so I packed up my baggage and ran for my life with my lover, and they were also looking for her.
The corners of her mouth hooked, and the long whip in her hand slammed to the ground, the fire in her heart had not been extinguished, and she was allowed to hide......
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Outside the city
A carriage came to a slow stop, and then a white coat jumped out of the carriage, and everyone stopped on the shore of a small secluded lake to rest. Nangong Qingjue hugged Feng Jinglan in the carriage so that he could come out to breathe.
"Ahead is the Imperial Capital City, when the time comes, I will find a place to live for you, if you need anything, you can bring it up." He handed the boy, who was a little pale, a jug of water.
Stuffed in the carriage for a day, Feng Jinglan was a little dizzy, and he couldn't relieve the summer heat by drinking cool water all the way, he took the water, raised his head and took a sip, looked at him with shining eyes, and said. "Master Nangong Zhuang, I'm already very grateful to you for having a place to live, so you don't have to bother too much."
"It's not troublesome, it's not easy for you to be outside at a young age, don't be polite to me." Nangong Qingjue reached out and patted his little shoulder, turned around, and handed another pot of water to the coachman.
Feng Jinglan found a place to feel and sat down, gulping down water, his small hand fanned the little face with the mask, even though it was extremely hot, he would not take off the mask that Madam Nangong made for him.
In this way, he can conceal his identity and not cause unnecessary trouble to the owner of Nangong Village.
"Shhh Feng Jinglan took a deep breath, feeling that her stomach was tumbling, a little painful, as if she was going to have diarrhea.
He clutched his stomach, shrunk up, and walked to Nangong Qingjue's side, his tone a little weaker. "Master Nangong, can you wait for me for a while, my stomach seems to hurt a little."
"Did you eat something bad?" Nangong Qing looked at him suspiciously, he was fine, why did he suddenly have a stomachache.
Feng Jinglan shook his head, clamping his legs, a little unable to hold back. "Maybe I drank too much water, and when the cool breeze blew, I wanted to go to the toilet."
"Then you go quickly, I'll wait for you here." Nangong Qing's words fell.
He was already holding his stomach and running wildly towards the grove ahead.
In one breath, he ran to a hidden grass, surrounded by small trees, enough to hide his figure, Feng Jinglan took off his pants and couldn't wait to squat down.
"Uh-huh......" He closed his eyes, his little face was flushed, and he hummed for a while, but he just let out a stinky fart.
How so?
He looked at his little feet with some resentment, well, his stomach doesn't hurt anymore, he can't pull it out at this time, what if he gets to the city and his stomach hurts?
After struggling for a while, he closed his eyes again and ummed for a while.
Poof, another stinky fart was released, so stinky that he almost fainted by himself, and after a few dry coughs, he still wanted to bend up and put on his pants.
As soon as his eyes were raised, he inadvertently aimed at the grass, and there was a faint light yellow figure, leaning against the tree, and the next moment, he hurriedly squatted down, and his heart was beating like a war drum.
The little hand covered the small mouth, afraid of disturbing the figure that appeared outside the grass at some point, and I didn't know what kind of killer was chasing him.
The suffocating waiting was an endless pain, Feng Jinglan's forehead was covered with fine sweat, he didn't dare to move, his breathing was a little lighter, and his heart was constantly blessed with the light yellow figure to leave.
"You fox, this girl has finally found you." When he couldn't stay up, an arrogant child's voice sounded around him, and when he raised his eyes and looked secretly, a red figure came.
With a snap, the whip slapped into the dirt, sending up puffs of dust.
Feng Xiaohuo's eyes narrowed, looking at the Qin'er Huaniang who was leaning against the tree in front of her, with her back to her, her lips curled up viciously. "Why, I can't even make a sound when I'm scared, there is no Baili Zhaoxue to protect me here, this girl wants to see who can protect you, a fox."
Seeing that she was silent, Feng Xiaohuo became even more angry. "Don't think that if you don't say anything, it's okay, this girl is going to teach you a good lesson today, it's best to cripple you, see how you go to see Rao Yifeng!"
A cold wind blew, rolling up the residual leaves on the ground, but no one answered her.
Feng Jinglan saw it clearly in the dark, it turned out that he didn't come to kill him, which taught him to breathe a sigh of relief, but this girl was too tough, and a person could scold so hard.
Seeing her speak wildly, scolding more and more ugly, he couldn't listen to it, pinched his throat with his little hand, and pretended to be a mystery in a rough voice. "Whose little girl dares to speak wildly here!"
"Who are you?" Feng Xiaohuo saw that an old voice sounded around him, he was stunned, and immediately asked rhetorically.
"The old man is the grandfather of the mountain god, guarding this mountain forest, you yellow-haired girl, don't stay at home well, what are you doing in this wilderness." Feng Jinglan's eyes flashed mischievously, and she decided to make a good deal of this girl.
Is there really a mountain god grandfather?
Feng Xiaohuo covered her surprised little mouth, and there was a hint of fear on her frowning eyebrows, before she always liked to go to the mountains to play with the tigers, Fu Han just told her that the mountain god in the mountain, if he disturbed his old man, he would be locked in the cave.
I'll never see my father and Rao Yifeng, but I didn't expect to hit it right today.
"That...... I... I didn't mean to disturb Grandpa Yamagami. For the first time, she stammered, and her small steps slowly moved backwards.
"Heh, I read that you are a first-time offender, and the old man doesn't care about you, a yellow-haired girl, go and apologize to this woman, and the old man will let you go, otherwise, the old man will be angry." Feng Jinglan had a sophisticated tone, and his obsidian-like eyes flashed with a demonic smile.