Chapter Seventy-Five: Happy Journey

"Hurry up, pay me a toy, or be careful that I do the same thing to you as I do to them." Ye Xiaoming smiled and threatened.

Su Muyu shook his hair, put away the evil smile, showed a handsome smile, looked at Ye Xiaoming from a condescending perspective at the height of the horse, and said: "I am afraid of a lot of things, but threats have never been what I am afraid of."

A feeling of tension suddenly appeared between Su Muyu and Ye Xiaoming.

"Little leaf?" Suddenly, a cold voice with an uncertain tone sounded not far behind Su Muyu.

When Ye Xiaoming heard this, his ears suddenly pricked up, and he immediately took back his eyes from glaring at Su Muyu, turned into a docile kitten and pounced on the owner of the voice, shouting: "Boss~ People miss you so much...... Huh!"

Obviously, Ye Xiaoming's original tone should have been wavy, but it became a rising tone at the end, because ......

Feng Cangyue stood next to the horse and pressed one hand against Ye Xiaoming's forehead, still with that expressionless look, and said, "Why are you here?"

Ye Xiaoming looked at Feng Cangyue with tears in her eyes, and said with sobs in her voice: "Because you haven't come to me for too long, big brother, I miss you so much, so I want to come to you~"

Fu Junqian glanced at Su Muyu, Feng Cangyue and Ye Xiaoming with bad intentions, and then glanced at Su Muyu, who noticed his eyes, as if to say: The one in your family who stole women behind your back!

Su Muyu was naturally too lazy to deal with Fu Junqian, and she didn't know what kind of personality Feng Cangyue was, how could she have any ambiguous relationship with this little witch, but ...... The fact that the little witch threw herself into her man's arms still made him very unhappy!

Feng Cangyue seemed to realize the ill-intentioned look at Fu Junqian and Su Muyu's anger-just kidding, what if the person she had worked so hard to catch up with at this time became jealous? So she opened her mouth to explain, but before she could open her mouth, she was stopped by Feng Ba's very inopportune voice: "Cangyue, this little girl won't be my prospective daughter-in-law, right?"

"Poof." Fu Junqian covered his mouth and held back a smile.

"......" Su Muyu showed an angry sign on his forehead.

"......" Feng Moyue tried to hold back her lips so that the corners of her lips twitched.

"......" Feng Cangyue's whole face was already dark.

Ye Xiaoming saw Feng Cangyue's face shrouded in clouds, and secretly said that it was not good, if he played too much, he would be abused in the end, and immediately said: "I ......"

It's a pity that Feng Ba didn't give Ye Xiaoming a chance to speak, but looked at Feng Cangyue with a strange look: "But this little girl looks a little smaller, you originally liked this one."

Su Muyu looked at Feng Cangyue's height of nearly one meter nine, and looked at Ye Xiaoming's height of less than one meter six...... This height difference ...... It really seems that Ye Xiaoming is petite, at least twenty centimeters shorter than Feng Moyue and Su Muyu, who are also women, coupled with Ye Xiaoming's elf-like baby face, Su Muyu's instantly made up the word in his brain - Loli Control!

"Hahahaha!" Fu Junqian didn't think as much as Su Muyu thought, and as soon as Feng Ba said this, he immediately compared Su Muyu and Ye Xiaoming, whom Feng Cangyue liked, and then couldn't help laughing.

Feng Moyue also turned her face away at the moment, obviously not wanting others to see her twitching expression.

And the entourage of the Feng family didn't react when Feng Ba said the first sentence, and the second sentence made everyone cover their mouths, for fear that the laughter would be remembered by Feng Cangyue.

And what about Feng Cangyue?

At this moment, his eyes seemed to release a black flame full of anger, but Ye Xiaoming, who was staring at him, felt that his whole body was about to freeze, and quietly took his gaze back, like a curled kitten.

Feng Cangyue took a deep breath and said, "This guy is my little brother who picked it up." After a pause, he added, "Don't think of my taste as so strange."

"......" Ye Xiaoming thought to herself, "Is it strange to like my taste?" but she didn't dare to say a word.

Su Muyu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ye Xiaoming, it was better not to find such a boss.

"Oh~" Feng Ba responded, looking disappointed, and whispered: "I thought my son was finally looking for a girl, even if it was a little strange, there was a backup, but it turned out to be in the soup again."

"......" Su Muyu, who was speechless this time, obviously felt that it was not easy for Feng Cangyue to be such a father at the moment.