When Feng Ji'er saw Feng Ming, she could no longer take her eyes away from him.
He is Brother Ming. Just as I remember, he has a pair of calm, clear eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.
These eyes, full of tenderness, moved slightly, as if saying to her, Chang Si, I am Brother Ming...
Feng Ji'er felt that hundreds of thoughts were coming up in her heart. She stood there and couldn't take her eyes away from him for a long time.
Ye Xilou walked towards Feng Ji'er, but she was still immersed in every moment of being with Feng Ming.
This man who once occupied all of Murong Changsi's thoughts appears again.
Just as Ye Xilou came to Feng Ji'er's side, Feng Ji'er suddenly let go of Wu Huan's little hand and walked towards Feng Ming.
A few steps away, it was not that far away, but Feng Ji'er couldn't believe that it was really Feng Ming standing in front of her... She could no longer see anything else in her eyes.
If it were Murong Changsi, she would have thrown herself into Feng Ming's arms. No matter whether she was laughing or crying, she would definitely call Brother Ming.
But she is Feng Ji'er again. Four years later, she is no longer a sixteen-year-old girl, but a Wuhuan mother.
But she really wanted to throw herself into his arms... and tell him that she was sad at the moment...
"Silly girl, don't you dare to call me brother Ming?" Feng Ming reached out and gently stroked Feng Ji'er's hair, as if he knew she was sad, and stroked her gently over and over again.
Feng Ming almost couldn't help but hug her into his arms and cherish her.
Feng Ji'er couldn't help it. Feng Ming's touch made her feel warm. This is her family in this world. She has never forgotten the feeling of peace and happiness in his arms.
"Brother Ming..." She finally snuggled into Feng Ming's arms, closed her eyes deeply, and sniffed the delicious ambergris on his body. This was the smell that belonged to Feng Ming, exactly the same as in her memory.
All the sadness disappeared in an instant. No matter how sad Ye Xilou made her sad, she could forget it in Feng Ming's arms...
"Remember someone said that if you miss someone too much, your hair will become curly. Is this what happens when you miss someone for a long time?" Feng Ming stroked her long curly hair. Although it was a little weird, it was very beautiful.
Feng Ji'er laughed softly after hearing what he said. Brother Ming is still so joking.
As soon as Feng Ming finished speaking, he suddenly felt that there was a round thing between him and Murong Changsi. When he looked down, he saw Chang Si holding hands before, and the little boy who looked like Ye Xilou squeezed in between the two of them.
"Let go, let go of my mother!" Wu Huan said in a loud voice. It was obviously difficult to squeeze in between the two of them. The space was small and it was difficult to breathe.
However, his attitude was very strong and he forced Feng Ming and Feng Jier to separate.
Then, as an absolute owner, he stood in front of Feng Ji'er, his eyes passed over Feng Yuyao and settled on Feng Ming.
Wu Huan was snickering in his heart, hehe, when mother appeared just now, everyone's eyes were fixed on her. Only he and Feng Yuyao looked at each other from a distance. The little kid looked arrogant, thinking that she had robbed her.
His white bird was brought up again in this breath, and it was hard to swallow it.
Seeing her following this man, it was obvious that the two were together. Now that his mother was being held by this man, he was worried about pinching her!
Furthermore, he saw Ye Xilou's dark and sullen face. He had already walked over, but his mother threw herself into the arms of another man... It was as if he had happily taken the pheasant before.
Selling in the market, others were ready to buy his, but saw a bigger one, turned around and left... That kind of feeling, tsk tsk - it's quite unpleasant.
Wu Huan thought to himself, since Ye Xilou is his biological father, he naturally cannot let his mother be hugged by another man!
"Changsi, is he your child?"
"Hmm..." Feng Ji'er felt that in front of Feng Ming, she was still the sixteen-year-old Murong Changsi, as if she had not lived for four years. This feeling was strange and made her a little at a loss.
If Wu Huan hadn't separated them just now, she would have thought that she was completely Murong Changsi. At that moment, she really wanted to follow Feng Ming and follow him wherever he went!
Feng Ming's light gray pupils were filled with ever-changing expressions. It seemed that he still had something to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he just said: "As long as you think about it, it's fine."
Feng Ji'er only felt that there was a faint sadness in Feng Ming, and she had tried her best to bear it, but how could she not feel it? Feng Ming never needed too many words, a smile, a look, and a smile between her and Feng Ming.
By moving, they can know each other's thoughts
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Feng Yuyao and Wu Huan had already looked at each other. Neither of them wanted to give in to the other, and neither of them wanted to look away first. They stared at each other, completely forgetting about the person beside them.
Xuan Luo, with an unclear expression, looked on with cold eyes, scanning Ye Xilou's face with his eyebrows, thinking in his mind, at this time, Murong Changsi appeared in a bright red wedding dress, could it be...
Ye Xilou married Murong Changsi?!
Why do they have a child? Could it be that four years ago, Murong Changsi had...
Xuan Luo's heartbeat was out of rhythm, and he was in chaos. No matter how calm he looked on the surface, the troubles in his heart had made him unable to calm down.
Ye Xilou didn't know how "stiff" he stood where Feng Ji'er was standing before! If Wu Huan hadn't just ran over, he was really afraid that he couldn't help but go over and carry the woman who threw himself into his arms back! Then
Kiss her hard in public to make her understand her identity!
Taking a deep breath and relaxing his stiff body, he knew that Wu Huan was right, she was indeed as tight as him!
He also knew that she was still angry with him and refused to forgive him
Ye Xilou walked to Feng Ji'er, put his arms around her waist, faced Feng Ming, and said with a chuckle: "Madam, you must not be presumptuous when you meet your cousin. His Royal Highness is also present."
There was a sour taste in Ye Xilou's words, a bit of warning, and a bit of pampering.
Feng Ji'er had just woken up and brought Wu Huan here. When she heard Ye Xilou talking, she remembered how cruel he was in the dungeon. When Ye Xilou hugged her, she got away. When Ye Xilou hugged her stubbornly, she
He desperately wanted to break away
In the end, Feng Jier's behavior was too extreme in front of Feng Ming, so she could only use her strength secretly to try to push Ye Xilou's hand away, but his palm seemed to be stuck to her waist, and she couldn't break it off no matter how hard she tried.
not open
Ye Xilou frowned slightly while happily enjoying her little hand pinching his hand with a look of doting.
Was she pushing? She obviously even used her strength to suck the milk. She squeezed, pinched, picked, and twisted all of his hands.
Feng Ming only lightly swept the two people's entangled hands, and Qingyue's voice sounded: "Changsi, I'm here to take you home."