Qianqian blushed instantly and lowered her eyes silently.

Feng Ziqi snorted coldly, and immediately reprimanded angrily, "Sister Yu'er is not allowed to talk nonsense, Qianqian is my sister, you are not allowed to bully her!" ”

Yu'er giggled, then covered her eyes, and cried: "Oh, I know how to protect my little daughter-in-law at such a young age, my sister is so sad, you have no conscience!" ”

Feng Ziqi snorted softly, turned around and grabbed Qianqian's little hand and comforted, "Sister Qianqian, don't be afraid, Sister Yu'er is the worst, you ignore her, just don't hear it!" ”

"You little conscienceless, you don't want to think about who took you to the tree to pick fruits, and who secretly took the pastries made by Qing'er for you to eat, what a little white-eyed wolf, a scumbag." The rain was falling with a huff.

Feng Ziqi is full of black lines, her mother is here, why did she shake out all the bad things they did together, my sister is so stupid. My mother found out, won't there be such a good opportunity next time?

The little guy secretly glanced in the direction of his mother, and saw that Feng Ruoxi was not angry, and he breathed a sigh of relief self-righteously, at this time Qing'er had already taken the burden off her shoulders.

Feng Ziqi's eyes lit up and immediately pounced, staring at the burden, Yu'er teased him on the side that he was a foodie, the little guy licked his red lips, looked at it bably, no matter what he said and did, as long as there was something delicious.

Seeing this, Qing'er slowly opened the baggage, took out a food box, opened the lid, the fragrance was fragrant, and the two little guys sucked their saliva.

Feng Ziqi pounced on it with a whimper, grabbed a beautiful pastry, and took a big bite of it, Sister Qing'er is the best, the things she makes are delicious, her bulging little face has a touch of redness, and her eyes are full of food. There is a smile on the corner of the eyebrow, and a pair of dark eyes are shining, which makes people like it.

Qing'er was a little sad, and patted his back gently: "Eat slowly, don't worry, there's more!" ”

Feng Ziqi didn't care about talking to Qing'er, and nodded indiscriminately, but the movements in her mouth were not slow at all, even a little faster.

Qianqian's mouth opened wide in surprise, and Yu'er took a piece of pastry and put it on her little hand. Qianqian thanked politely, took the pastry, and ate it in small bites.

Yu'er looked at the snack goods with a beating: "Tut, look at your unproductive appearance, learn from your little daughter-in-law, look at how delicate and elegant people are, I don't know, I thought you were hungry for a few days and nights." Miss didn't abuse you, and if you gobble it up like this, be careful of being disliked by our family Qianqian. ”

Feng Ziqi rolled her eyes for a moment, looked at Yu'er inarticulate and retorted: "No, how could Qianqian dislike me." ”

The little guy quickly shoved the last bite of pastry into his mouth and quietly stretched out his hand.

Feng Ruoxi suddenly spoke: "Don't eat anymore, otherwise you will really grow into a little chubby, be careful that you can't marry a daughter-in-law when you grow up." ”

Feng Ziqi's little face fell, she raised her head, and looked at her mother with a pair of black eyes wet, extremely aggrieved, there is no such mother under the bill, and her sister is still around, and she has no shame to face.

"Mother, I haven't eaten the pastry made by Sister Qing'er for a long time, otherwise let me eat another piece, okay?"

Feng Ruoxi glanced at him lightly, and then there was no more, the little guy saw that his mother's eyes did not fall on him, and quietly stretched out his little fat hand to take out a piece of pastry in the food box, and his heart was happy.

Yu'er looked lively on the side, Qing'er turned her head silently, didn't say anything, and the action of the two was acquiescence.

Feng Ruoxi glanced at his son with a wicked taste, his eyes were like torches, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at him directly: "Who is crying in the middle of the night and saying that his teeth hurt terribly, and he will never eat sweets again?" ”

Feng Ziqi's little hand froze in the air, the evidence was conclusive, it was not to eat, it was not to put it, her eyes rolled, she remembered her heart, and handed the pastry to her mother.

"Mother's hard work, hurry up and eat!"

Yu'er burst out laughing.

Qing'er looked at the cunning little guy like a fox blankly and couldn't help but admire: "Bao'er is so well-behaved, you know how to love your mother like this!" ”

Feng Ruoxi didn't seem to be interested in the pastries that his son stuffed him, and glanced at them lightly. boundless

Feng Ziqi said in her heart that her mother really didn't like to eat, hehe, I can eat it if she doesn't eat it, but when she was thinking about it, she saw her mother stretching out her Qianqian jade finger and pinching the pastry.

The little guy's eyes were full of reluctance, a bitter gourd face, and his short little hand pinched the other end of the pastry, and he didn't want to let go for a moment, but he saw his mother's stern eyes with a touch of murder.

Feng Ziqi had to let go of her hand, her little head drooped down, looking a little miserable.

"Miss, just let him eat more of it, these pastries don't have much sugar, it's okay to eat a little more." Qing'er couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't bear to talk about love next to her.

Feng Ziqi nodded busily on the side, it was still Sister Qing'er who was the best and most considerate to him.

The corners of Feng Ruoxi's mouth twitched, glanced at her son lightly, and dropped a sentence: "No, it's all for his good, let's eat it at noon!" ”

Nani?

Midday? There's still more than an hour, what should I do?

The little guy's world was instantly dark, and he lay listlessly on Qing'er.

Qing'er was very distressed, and looked up at her young lady slowly: "Miss, just let him eat more, the child is growing up, it's not good to be hungry." ”

That's it, Feng Ziqi nodded, he had to eat more to grow as tall as Uncle Beauty.

By the way, if you want to prove whether Uncle Beauty is your father or not, you can tell Sister Yu'er that she is so cunning that there must be a way.

The little guy said that the wind is the rain, and at noon, his eyes rolled to his heart, pulled the rain aside, and whispered, the two were often together before, and they did bad things.

Feng Ruoxi turned a blind eye, and although Yu'er was naughty but measured, she didn't stop her.

A slow voice sounded in his ears, who else could it be if it wasn't Yun Lan?

Yu'er and Qing'er were in danger halfway, but thanks to his rescue, for the sake of safety, they found Feng Ruoxi with the two little girls.

In front of the two little girls, Feng Ruoxi couldn't drive him away, so she had to acquiesce to him staying by her side temporarily.

Feng Ruoxi was a little distracted, sitting aside, thinking about things, she was a little anxious to leave Qingcheng this time, some things haven't really ended, I don't know what happened to Moyu? Whether the Lan family has been implicated.

Yun Lan sat silently beside her, without saying a word, the dappled sunlight fell on the woman opposite, faintly, looking with a mysterious beauty, and she couldn't help but think of the picture of the first acquaintance of the two.

In an accident, his legs were wasted, and he abandoned himself for several years, during which he tried to find a doctor, but his health did not improve, and later his father found a ghost doctor and sent him to the Valley of Divine Medicine for treatment.

At that time, Feng Ruoxi was dressed as a man, with a mask on his face, listening to his voice was very young, and muttered in his heart, can he really heal his legs?

Yun Lan has a very short temper and gets angry easily. I don't want the ghost doctor to have a bigger temper than him, and he is not at all like other doctors who are cautious of him, but instead call him around as a subordinate.

Unconsciously attracted to him, I thought I was sick, but fortunately I found out that he was a daughter, and at that moment a surprise slowly grew from the bottom of my heart.

I don't know when, his eyes always follow her involuntarily, because of his leg disease, he didn't dare to show his heart, and then his health improved, and he mustered up the courage to confess, but he was driven out of the Valley of Divine Medicine before he could take action.

The past was vivid, and the corners of Yun Lan's mouth hooked up a smile. Suddenly, Feng Ruoxi stood up.

Yun Lan's smile retracted, a little puzzled. I saw Feng Ruoxi looking up at the sky, and a small almost invisible bird swept by.

Feng Ruoxi's expression was solemn, and she raised her eyebrows slightly: "Yun Lan, have you seen that bird in the sky?" ”