Hearing this, Feng Yin's smile suddenly froze on his face. Turning his face to look at the uncle, he saw that he nodded lightly at himself, and then he calmed down, and looked at the doll a little nervously, the light in his eyes was a little expectant, and a little panicked.

The doll looked at Wu Jifeng with wide eyes, and then turned her head to look at Feng Yin, but she didn't say good, she didn't say bad.

The woman smiled and leaned close to the child's ear and said softly, "Kiss my sister, okay?"

The doll pouted, twisted her body and buried her face in the woman's neck, obviously refusing.

The expectant light in Feng Yin's eyes disappeared most of a sudden, and his body unconsciously shrank back and stuck to his uncle, his head lowered slightly to hide most of his expression, and a hand on the side of his skirt unconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Wu Jifeng felt the low of the wind groaning, hugged her with his right arm, and patted her arm to comfort her.

The woman smiled apologetically at Wu Jifeng, lowered her head and went to coax the child again. Gently turning the child's face to herself, the woman said, "Good child, if you kiss your sister, you will grow taller and greater." ”

The doll's lowered face suddenly turned up, her eyes opened wide, and a layer of joy was born in an instant, and she looked at the woman and asked, "Really?"

"Naturally, it's true. The woman rubbed the child's forehead lovingly, and said, "How could my mother lie to you, Ming'er is so sensible, she will definitely grow tall and big, bigger than a big tiger." ”

"Hahaha," the doll laughed happily and exclaimed loudly, "yes." ”

Then, before anyone could react, the doll quickly turned away from its mother's arms, stood on tiptoe and wrapped its thin arms around Wind Whisper's neck, pulled Wind Whisper lower with all her might, pouted her little mouth, and kissed a small piece of Wind's cheek under the mask on the left side of her face. As if I felt that the harder I kissed, the bigger I could grow, the doll turned its head left and right to kiss hard, and while kissing its mouth, it made a long series of continuous "mmmm

Wu Jifeng looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly raised his head and laughed, and when he looked at the woman with a little surprise, his laughter became even louder, no matter how he tried to endure it, he couldn't hold back.

The woman was startled at first when she saw her son kissing so hard. But I didn't expect that this worry had just arisen, but I heard the gentleman on the other side let out a very pleasant laugh, and I looked at the girl again in surprise, but let the child hold it vigorously but did not move, thinking that it should be lifeless, so I also settled down. Looking at her son's posture of wanting to eat other girls, the woman couldn't help but smile and shook her head, the child really didn't understand anything, and he really didn't have any sense of proportion.

Kissed so much that she couldn't breathe, and the doll let go of her arms and let go of the wind moaning. The little shoulders swayed up and down, and he took a few breaths hard before laughing, and said, "I can kiss it hard, can I grow tall and tall?"

Feng Yin approached him, looked at him quietly for a long time, and then reached out and gently stroked his face, and replied gently, "Yes, I must be able to grow taller and taller." ”

The doll looked up at her, smiling and browning over, very happy at her words.

Suddenly, the doll's smile stopped, the little head tilted suspiciously, a pair of small hands were raised at once, and suddenly touched Feng Yin's face, touched the mask, and made a gesture to touch Feng Yin's eyes, and a small exclamation came out of his mouth, "Wow, sister's eyes are red!"

Feng Yin's heart jumped high suddenly, she closed her eyes in horror and turned her face away, she trembled, shrunk and wanted to retreat, but Wu Jifeng held her arms with both hands and couldn't move.

When the woman saw Feng Yin's appearance, she instinctively thought that her own child had recklessly hurt her eyes, so she hurriedly reached out and pulled the child back, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You child, how can you touch your sister's eyes!"

Feng Yin still tilted his head and didn't dare to open his eyes, but he couldn't bear the woman to scold the child, so he quickly shook his head and said in a low voice: "No, no, he didn't touch my eyes." ”

The woman became puzzled, looked at her bowed head again, and asked, "Well, ......what is this?"

At this time, the doll broke free from the woman's arms, looked up at her mother, and shouted, "Mother, my sister's eyes are red, so red!"

The woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she sighed lowly, "You child..."

At this time, Wu Jifeng laughed, attracting the woman's attention.

He looked at the woman and then at the doll, and asked, "You haven't seen red eyes, have you?"

The doll nodded vigorously, her eyes widened in surprise, and said, "Yes, it's different from ours!"

Wu Jifeng glanced at the wind moaning that was still bowing his head and closing his eyes, gently held her hand soothingly, and turned back to explain to the child: "My sister is a heavy bird, and of course her eyes are red. ”

The temperature of Feng Yin's palm warmed up a little, and he released his clenched lower lip.

The doll went to look at Feng Yin's mask again, but didn't recognize it, so she went to look at Wu Jifeng again, and asked with wide eyes, "Chongming Bird, what is it?"

Wu Jifeng gently pushed Feng Yin forward, so that the child could see her mask clearly, and then explained with a smile: "Chongming Bird is a kind of divine bird, it flies in the sky, and it also grows very big, as big as your big tiger. Seeing that the doll stared at the doll with big eyes as if he didn't believe it, Wu Jifeng pointed at the woman with his chin and said to the doll, "If you don't believe it, ask your mother." ”

The doll immediately turned around, looked up at the woman, and asked, "Mother, is what he said true?"

The woman smiled and touched his face, nodded and said, "Yes, the Chongming Bird is a sacred bird in ancient times, it grows very big, and it is said that the feathers on its whole body are fiery red, which is very beautiful." As he spoke, he looked at Fengyin's mask carefully, and his smile grew, "My sister's mask is the appearance of a heavy bird, look at it, how beautiful it is!"

The doll then withdrew her gaze from the woman's face, and carefully studied the mask of the wind yin, looked at it and smiled, nodded vigorously, pointed to the mask and said, "Yes, yes, there is still a feather on my sister's face." ”

The woman looked at the child's finger and smiled, "Yes, isn't this feather beautiful?"

"Hmm!" the doll nodded vigorously and waved her hands, "prettier than the hair on the tail of a big." ”

Not only Wu Jifeng and the woman were amused by these words, but even Feng Yin, who had been silent, laughed out loud all of a sudden.

Wu Jifeng smiled when he saw the wind, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He gently stroked Feng Yin's forehead lovingly, and said softly: "Sister's eyes are the most beautiful, without these eyes, this mask would not have any brilliance at all." ”

The wind groaned, and a warm current surged out from the depths of his chest. She suddenly remembered the past, remembered in front of the banyan tree in Longyan Temple, and he also said that the red color of the banyan tree was very beautiful, like his own eyes.

Feng Yin couldn't help but look up at him, quietly looking at his gentle side face, thinking that maybe even if things came to this point, his opinion of himself would still not change.

Wu Jifeng noticed Feng Yin's gaze, smiled at her, and said, "You give the big tiger a good look, are my sister's eyes more beautiful than this mask, okay?"

Listening to his gentle words, Feng Yin suddenly became sad for no reason, and her eyes began to moisten, she hurriedly turned her head, smiled and approached the doll, looked at his face and said, "Okay, sister will show you again." ”

The doll didn't dare to touch it again, the two little hands were playing back and forth in front of her, stretching her neck to look carefully, looking at the left eye for a while, and looking at the eyes for a while, very surprised but very excited, looking at it and staring at it, her eyes widened, she turned around and hugged her mother's neck, and said, "Really, it's so beautiful red!"

The woman was also curious to look at it, and when she looked at it, she shook her head in amazement, and said, "Really, it looks like it's really red." As he spoke, he laughed, "Oh, the girl is really attentive, not only does she wear a mask, but even her eyes change color, but it really looks like!"

Feng Yin calmed his expression and smiled slightly in response. Then he gently patted the doll on the shoulder and asked, "So, you...... Do you like your sister's eyes?"

Although she had a smile on her face at this time, her entire back was straight, and the fist clenched at the edge of her skirt was trembling slightly.

The doll turned around, nodded vigorously with a smile, and said, "I like it, my sister's eyes are beautiful, like ...... Well, like ......" thought about it for a long time but didn't say anything, so he tilted his head and bit his fingers.

The woman shook her head, reached out and took the fingers out of his mouth, and said, "Like two red gems, right?"

"Yes!" the doll nodded vigorously with widening of her eyes, and smiled as she looked into her mother's eyes.

Feng Yin laughed too, but with a little teardrop at the end of his eye. She reached out and grabbed her uncle's fingers, looked up at him, and said, "He said it looks like two gems!"

Wu Jifeng held Feng Yin's little hand, looked at her and smiled, and replied softly: "No matter what it looks like, it looks good." ”

At this time, the woman stood up with the child in her arms, and said with a smile: "Girl, your mask is so exquisite, why don't you go and compare it by the campfire, I think I will get a prize for your skill in dressing up your eyes." Saying that, he looked at the "big tiger" in his arms and said, "We are also going to the competition, Ming'er has been pestering his father for a long time in order to be this big tiger!"

Wu Jifeng pulled Feng Yin and stood up, stretched out his hand and gently flicked the "big tiger" that was put on the face by the doll, and laughed out loud when he heard the roar of the doll, and said, "We still have something to do, so let's go." As he spoke, he approached the doll's face again, and deliberately made trouble, "If we go, no one will like the big tiger, Ming'er can't get the prize, what if she cries?"

"No!" the doll surged upwards in the woman's arms, and shouted earnestly, "My big tiger is the best, and he will not lose!"