"Mother, I've got a fire." Outside the door, Wang Haiyang happily ran into the house.

Mrs. Wang quickly stuffed the envelope into her sleeve, "Yang'er, then you sit with Miss Si for a while, and my mother will stew fish." ”

"Well, good!"

As soon as Wang Haiyang sat down, he enthusiastically talked about the interesting things in the past, catching fish and shrimp, interesting things in the army, and seeing that Si Nannan was not in a high mood, he gradually put away his smile:

"Sister Nannan, are you worried about Uncle Si?"

Si Nannan smiled reluctantly, but he couldn't laugh.

Wang Haiyang's heart hurt, "Don't worry, I believe that Uncle Si was wronged, Sister Nannan, when I am admitted to the martial arts champion and have the ability, I will definitely find a way to save Uncle Si!" ”

The boy patted his chest, and his wheat-colored face was full of determination.

Si Nannan looked at him like this, and couldn't tell what emotions were in his heart, "Brother Haiyang has this heart, and my father must be very relieved when he knows about it." ”

Two quarters of an hour later, Mrs. Wang stewed the fish soup and stayed with Si Nannan for dinner, but Si Nannan politely refused on the grounds that she could only go out of the house for an hour.

Back at the War King's Mansion, it was time for lunch.

After eating lunch, I learned that Feng Zhiwu had been busy in the study, and he hadn't eaten yet, and after thinking for a while, he re-assembled the plate of roast pigeon that had not been eaten.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Two dog questions.

Then, I saw my own lady pick up this plate of suckling pigeons, go to the study, and flatter the dog's legs:

"Your Royal Highness the War King, haven't you eaten yet? This is the roast pigeon I bought for you on the way home, can you try it? ”

The second dog was dumbfounded: "......"

Behind the table, the ink-robed man holding the folded hand lifted his ink eyes, and a small face carved in pink and jade came into view, with curved willow eyebrows, clear apricot eyes, a white and red face, a dog's legs smiling, and the unwiped chili oil at the corner of his mouth.

glanced at the 'missing hands and broken feet' pigeon platter in her hand, and squeezed out a cold word in her thin lips:

"Get out."

"The weather is dry and dry, beware of the fire, the heart is calm and the liver and spleen are unblocked, if ...... I'll just get out! ”

Before Si Nannan finished speaking, he saw the big slap of the stinky war king raised, threw down the roast pigeon, and ran fast with his legs, and disappeared in three or two clicks.

Feng Zhiwu's hand paused slightly in midair.

What's he doing?

He just subconsciously wanted to wipe the corners of her mouth? The hand was still stretched so naturally and smoothly that the little bean sprouts ran faster than a rabbit.

He wouldn't think he was going to hit her, would he?

His face was three points cold, he pinched the fold tightly, and his thoughts were interrupted by the small bean sprouts, and he focused on the excerpt for most of the quarter, and when he gradually entered the state, there was a series of snapping running sounds outside:

"His Royal Highness the War King~"

"His Royal Highness the War King, let's have some snacks!"

When I looked up, I saw the little bean sprouts holding a plate of glutinous rice cakes, and ran in with a fart, and the fleshy little body DuangDuangDuangDuang felt inexplicably cute.

He frowned, "What?" ”

"I didn't do anything." Si Nannan walked in with a smile, "I heard that you haven't eaten lunch yet, I'm afraid you're hungry, if you are hungry, it will be a loss for our Nanyuan Kingdom." ”

The corners of Feng Zhi's eyes twitched slightly, this little bean sprout has changed his temperament?

"Speak human words."

"Ahem," Si Nannan put down the plate and took out a folding fan from the back of his buttocks, "You forgot to sleep and eat for official business, I can't help much, fan you, by the way, you are busy with yours, don't worry about me, just when I don't exist." ”