(Girls' Literature) "Mother! Feng Jinglan stretched out her little arms and threw herself at her, she hadn't seen her mother for a long time, but now she saw it, Hei Yao's big eyes flashed with tears, and she pounced on her, shouting her mother one after another, as if she was not enough.

"Little guy, play with your father, and my mother will catch up with your aunt." Ran Xuexiao threw the little guy to Feng Xie, took Tan Shuyan's hand, and the two slowly sat down at the stone table.

"I don't want him." Feng Jinglan didn't let Feng Xie hug him, and hugged Nangong Qingjue's thigh with his backhand.

This made Feng Xie directly gloomy.

"Dad, you don't hold Xiaohuo." Feng Xiaohuo pouted and stood beside him with a hum.

I also go to stare at the phoenix from time to time, this stinky boy.

The son didn't hold it and made his daughter angry, Feng Xie was a bitter cry, reached out and hugged the angry little man in his arms, pinched her little nose, and asked. "Daddy is not here, have you bullied others?"

"This king, Xiaohuo is very well-behaved, he didn't bully people." Without waiting for Feng Xiaohuo to answer, Nangong Mingyue snatched it up again, she raised her cute little face, and her crescent eyes smiled.

The phoenix's demonic eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and gently touched the corners of her eyes, and the light in his eyes had an incomprehensible meaning.

Nangong Mingyue's thick long eyelashes blinked a few times, and she looked at the fingers in front of her in confusion, gently rubbing them at the corners of her eyes, a little itchy.

Feng Xie's actions attracted their attention.

Ran Xue frowned with a smile and asked him. "Feng Xie, what are you doing!"

"Xiao'er, don't you think her eyes look like a person." He lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him who was a little at a loss, and his fingertips crossed Nangong Mingyue's smiling crescent eyes, puzzled.

If she hadn't seen Woe Bingxin, Ran Xuexiao would have said directly that she didn't think so, but when she looked at it carefully, she suddenly felt that this little girl's pair of crescent eyes were exactly the same as Wo Bingxin.

It's just that her eyes are clear and clean, and there is too much earthly sorrow in her eyes.

"Who are you talking about, maybe it will be Mingyue's biological parents." Tan Shuyan looked at the strange expressions of the two of them and asked puzzled.

"It shouldn't be possible, although Wu Bingxin has done a lot of evil, seeing that she loves Tianfeng, this love is true, and she shouldn't have children with other men." Ran Xue smiled and dispelled the thought in her mind the next moment.

Nangong Mingyue can't be the child of Woe Bingxin.

Tan Shuyan smiled and waved his hand to let Nangong Mingyue come over.

"Mother......" Nangong Mingyue nested in her mother's arms obediently.

She touched the child's hair with pity and smiled at Ran Xue. "This child has been frail and sickly since she was a child, when I adopted her, she was almost dead, and now if you can't find her parents who are ruthless and leave her behind, it is better to put the child's world as a child."

"Yes, children are all meat that fell from the mother's body, why would anyone lose her ruthlessly." Ran Xue smiled and looked at Mingyue's sensible appearance, and couldn't help but think of her hard-working daughter.

A hard-working child who hasn't had time to open his eyes and look at her mother.

"Today we finally reunited, it is inconvenient to stay in Luan Mansion all the time, Nangong Villa also has a courtyard in the city, why don't we go to Nangong Courtyard to live first, and I will cook it myself." Nangong Qing saw that the topic became gloomy.

He stood up and smiled warmly and made a suggestion.

"Yes, we just had a chance to walk around." Talking about Shuyan understands her husband's heart, not to mention that Jihua Jin just committed suicide, but a group of them laughed heartily in Luanfu, which is too chilling.

Ran Xuexiao didn't know everything that happened in Luan's Mansion, she nodded, as for sending Hua Jin's life, she wouldn't take it until Ling'er was found, and everything would be talked about when Ling'er came back.

What she wants is the anxiety of sending Hua Jinhuo.

After the group said goodbye to Luan Zaiyun, Tan Shuyan left a prescription to keep Yin'er, and stayed in the courtyard of Nangong.

Under the moon before the flowers, the hostility between Feng Xie and Nangong Qingjue seems to be gone.

Two men drank to the moon, the women talked about some interesting things, and there were three children, two naughty and mischievous, and they had already rolled together, one sat quietly, eating sweet and greasy highs, and the crescent moon eyes bent and bent, so cute and charming.

"Feng Xiaohuo, don't think that it's great that you can breathe fire, sooner or later I will spray you to death with water." Feng Jinglan dodged the flames that attacked her, and her tone was arrogant.

"If you have the ability, you can spray it and take a look." Feng Xiaohuo raised her chin tremblingly, and with a twist of her fingertips, she flicked towards the lotus pond next to her.

One or two small flames were thrown on the surface of the water, but they were not extinguished, so beautiful.

"It's so good!" Nangong Mingyue was stunned, and her little hands applauded.

"What's the big deal about that." Feng Jinglan put out the fire on the water surface with a palm wind, and he lit the fire of Feng Xiaohuo, who was still smiling.

"Hey, stinky boy, what are you doing?" Feng Xiaohuo's smiling face froze, and his eyes widened.

"Of course, it's for you to see, Master Ben's talent." Feng Jinglan smiled wickedly and pulled out a brush from his sleeve.

During the time he was in Nangong Villa, he pestered Uncle Hua Wuji every day to ask him to paint, and today he just took this stinky girl to paint.

"You dare!" Feng Xiaohuo warned him.

"What don't you dare, shout for you, bring your mother here, master, I'll still light your dumb hole." As soon as Feng Jinglan's words fell, he had already stopped people.

With a brush on her face, she drew a big king on her fair face.

"Brother Lan, what are you doing?" Nangong Mingyue stood up, walked over, and saw him holding a brush and drawing on Feng Xiaohuo's face.

I couldn't help but be shocked. "Xiaohuo, you have a cute turtle on your face."

"Haha." Feng burst out laughing, hooked her little nose, and corrected. "This is the Great King, not a tortoise."

"Brother Lan, your painting is so beautiful." Nangong Mingyue didn't understand what Wang Ba and the turtle meant by scolding, and praised him with a smile.

This made Feng Xiaohuo burst out of anger when she heard it, and the two stinky children who dared to die dared to laugh at her like this.

An internal force forcibly rushed out of her body, her eyes widened, and she suddenly reached out and pushed the two people in front of her backwards.

Behind them, there was a lake.

Nangong Mingyue didn't know the situation, so she was pushed into the water, Feng Jinglan was okay, she knew the water, but she couldn't get through, she didn't even have time to struggle, and she was choked by the lake and fainted.

"Mingyue'er......" Feng Jinglan shouted, threw herself in the water, and dragged her up.

His shouting also attracted the attention of adults.

"What's going on?" Ran Xuexiao ran over quickly, and when she saw Nangong Mingyue who was unconscious, her heart couldn't help but hurt.

"Mother, Feng Xiaohuo pushed us down the lake." Feng Jinglan pointed at Feng Xiaohuo, who was stunned.