Feng Qin couldn't help laughing, "You're all about to be a mother, and you still think about playing all day long." ”

When Lin Zhimiao heard this, she turned around and grimaced at him dissatisfiedly.

When Feng Shu saw it, he couldn't help but laugh and joked: "I said sister-in-law, Xiao Liu'er is not a girl, she is our junior brother, am I right, Master?" ”

Feng Ya ignored him, and said to Feng Jiu: "Your second senior brother Feng Qi, the fourth senior brother Feng Hua is not in Feng Yuan if he has something, when they come back, I will introduce you to each other, okay, now sit down and have breakfast." Little Liu'er, you sit next to Xiao Wu. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and sat down on the upper seat.

Feng Qin and the others waited for Feng Ya to sit down, and then sat down in turn.

Feng Jiu watched everyone sit down, and then sat down silently beside Xiao Wu Fengshi.

Feng Shi still looked expressionless, her eyes did not squint, her back was straight, and the tips of her ears were inexplicably red.

Feng Qin personally handed Feng Jiu a pair of chopsticks, and said gently: "Little Liu'er, now we are all a family, don't be restrained, eat quickly." ”

Lin Zhimiao also said happily: "Wine, what kind of food do you like to eat?" Next time, let your senior brother do it for you. ”

……

Looking at the smiling, gentle and kind face in front of him, as well as this table full of sumptuous and delicious breakfast, Feng Jiu's chest unconsciously swelled up with a strange and warm feeling.

Is this what home feels like?

It turns out that the feeling of home is such warmth and beauty......

Phoenix wine.

She loved the name.

In the future, she is no longer an orphan who is nameless and at the mercy of others.

She has a name and a family.

She will cherish what she has, strive to make herself stronger and stronger, strive to protect her home and family, and protect her hard-won warmth and beauty......

Twenty-nine, farewell.

Xuanyuan Dragon Palace, farewell.

……

……

Three years later.

The city of Chongbong, which is adjacent to Kyoto.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Dream Bar in the south of the city.

In the bar, a girl in a red dress sits alone in front of the bar.

On the bar in front of her, there were already several empty wine bottles.

The girl had waist-length curly hair, thick bangs covering her forehead, long eyelashes hanging down lazily, and two rich blush on her fair and delicate cheeks.

The dress is sleeveless, perfectly showing off her slender snow-white arms, and underneath the knee-length skirt is a pair of shapely and slender calves.

During this period, many handsome or elegant, young and mature men came forward to talk, but the girls did not look at them, and did not even lift their eyelids, but kept drinking.

It was nearly midnight, and the girl took out a few hundred-dollar bills, threw them on the bar, whispered, "No need to look for them," and left the bar alone.

It was almost late at night, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.

The girl didn't take a taxi, but walked along the empty sidewalk on the side of the road, twisting her uncontrollable waist, and swaying into the distance.

Not long after the girl came out, a young man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the bar calmly.

The man stood at the door of the bar and looked at it, then put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and walked unhurriedly in the direction the girl had left.

The road is getting narrower and the street lights are getting darker.

It is a small street in the middle of nowhere, lined with old residential areas, and many white eye-catching words "demolition" written on the broken and mottled courtyard walls.

The girl seemed to be very drunk, staggering along the way, and almost fell several times.

Just when her feet were weak again and she couldn't control her falling forward, a pair of powerful hands suddenly reached out behind her and grabbed her waist......