I don't know why, Bei Miao always felt that Shen Huaisang had a piece of green on his head.

Feng Zhuo was led by Fu Ling, which attracted the attention of many people.

Since the matter of Fu Ling not being stupid and killing Bai Qingyan has been opened, the people in the mansion have been cautious when they see their third young lady again.

Can you be careless?

Their young lady can even kill the fourth young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion directly, let alone their subordinates.

However, while being afraid, everyone was also very curious about the little boy named Feng Zhuo who appeared next to Fu Ling.

Because no matter where their young lady is, they will take this Fengzhuo son with them.

This Fengzhuo son doesn't talk to others, only to the young lady.

The most important thing is that Fengzhuo Gongzi is really good-looking!

It's really a good match to walk with Miss, a natural match!

Some of the maids looked at Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo walking in front of them, and they wanted to scream.

It's really a good match.

Bei Miao looked at the expressions of those maids, and felt more and more that Shen Huaisang had a green head on his head.

When the three of them arrived outside the mansion, the carriage was ready.

After getting into the carriage, Feng Zhuo lifted the corner of the curtain and looked outside.

The carriage drove away from the front of Yefu and headed for the downtown area.

The bustling long street, with people coming and going, is very lively.

Feng Zhuo had been looking out curiously.

Seeing that he had been looking outside, Fu Ling came to a place in the city and stopped the coachman, and then got out of the carriage.

"Didn't get to where we were going." After Bei Miao got out of the car, he looked at the shops around him and said.

"There's no hurry." Fu Ling said: "It's still early, we can go shopping first." ”

Around?

Bei Miao looked at Feng Zhuo and saw him looking around curiously, understanding why Fu Ling said he was going to go shopping.

"Feng Zhuo, stop when you see something." Fu Ling said, "I'll buy it for you." ”

Feng Zhuo didn't speak, just looked around curiously.

Whisk Spirit led him forward.

Bei Miao silently followed the two of them.

As soon as the three appeared, they attracted the attention of many people.

Those people noticed the face first, and then the whisk.

As the third lady of the Ye family, Fu Ling is known to many people.

In the past, Fu Ling was stupid, and now the rumor is that Fu Ling is ruthless.

The reason why it was spread like this was because Fu Ling killed Bai Qingyan, and the Bai family and the people who were friends with the Bai family deliberately smeared it and then spread it.

Killing Bai Qingyan without evidence, everyone will indeed feel that Fu Ling is vicious.

But those people's opinions didn't care.

As long as she doesn't come to her to look for trouble, she won't care.

The long street is bustling, the shops are wide open, and the roadside vendors are also shouting.

Fu Ling had been paying attention to Feng Zhuo, and when he saw that Feng Zhuo's eyes fell on the stall painting the candy man for a while, he didn't move away, so he pulled him over.

The stall owner drew a number of candy figures and put them aside, so that people could see what they wanted, and then the stall owner drew fresh ones.

Fu Ling pointed at those sugar people, looked at Feng Zhuo and asked with a smile, "Feng Zhuo, what do you want?" ”

"Huh?" Feng Zhuo looked at her blankly.

"I like it." Fu Ling looked at him and said, "It's what you want." ”

"What you want, it's ......" was omitted at the back, and Fu Ling explained to Feng Zhuo, and the stall owner and Bei Miao didn't know what to say.

After listening to this, Feng Zhuo said, "I like Ah Ling." ”

Fu Ling was stunned, and suddenly lost his voice.

Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling and said seriously: "I like Ah Ling. ”

Bei Miao: Why can "......" be so cute?

Stallholder: "......" young people nowadays are like this, so ......

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Author: Feng Zhuo cutie, do you want sugar man? I'll buy it for you~~

Feng Zhuo: No, I don't want you to buy it, I want Ah Ling to buy it.

Author: I'll let Xiao Ah Ling buy it for you, do you want it?

Feng Zhuo: Yes.