He asked back: "When did you report my king's itinerary to my father?"
"Yes! If you don't want to fight for the throne, you don't have to worry about him!"
Feng Qingyang raised her eyes, with an elegant smile and a glaze-colored dark light that made people unable to guess.
The smile on Feng Mulian's face was a little stiff.
He looked at Feng Qingyang for a moment, and two seemingly calm eyes collided in the air. Chen Xi sensitively smelled the smell of gunpowder.
She looked at them strangely and joked: "Isn't it right? Although you haven't seen each other for many years, there is no need for your eyes to be so glued together, right? Qingyang, I and the baby are still here! We don't allow you to break your sleeves.
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Feng Qingyang and Feng Mulianhan: "..."
As soon as Xiao Qiansi heard the new words, she immediately raised her head from the food and looked at Chen Xi eagerly: "Mother, what are short sleeves? Is it fun?"
Chen Xi held his chin in thought, with a serious expression and a bit of confusion: "It should be fun, right?"
"It's not fun at all! Xiaoqian, don't listen to your mother's nonsense!"
Feng Qingyang took Xiao Qiansi away from Chen Xi's body. Yun Danfengqing's eyes swept over Chen Xi's body. Miss Xi'er shuddered, giggled, and stuck out her tongue playfully.
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A family of three, enjoying themselves happily.
Feng Mulian watched the three of them enjoying family happiness like no one else, and there was a layer of envy in his deep eyes that even he himself was not aware of.
Under his sleeves, he clenched his fists, and his eyes fell on Chen Xi's smiling face. As a married woman, nourished by love, her whole person was as bright and beautiful as a peony blooming in the spring, with a high-end atmosphere.
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Especially those big, bright eyes, which seem to be dotted with stars in the sky. Just one look can make people's hearts beat faster, and they will never be forgotten for a long time.
He couldn't help but recall that early summer afternoon in Zunli Division, under the willow tree, on the flower chair, her silhouette was holding her chin while fishing.
It seems that the delicious aroma of grilled fish is still lingering in your nose, leaving you with endless aftertaste.
Feng Qingyang picked up the fish bones for Xiao Qiansi and raised his eyes slightly, as if there was displeasure and anger flashing through his eyes.
He opened his lips calmly: "Is Brother Fourteen coming to see us for dinner? Or... have you taken a fancy to this fish?"
"We haven't seen each other for many years. Why don't you, sixteenth brother, invite me to have a meal for you?"
Feng Mulian's eyes fell deeply on Feng Qingyang's face, and the air was once again filled with an inexplicable and unknown tension.
Chen Xi looked at Feng Mulian and then at Feng Qingyang.
Acting as a peacemaker, he ordered the waiter who was waiting behind him in a state of fugue at all times: "Waiter, bring a pair of bowls and chopsticks to the Fourteenth Prince!"
"..."
"Huh?" Without hearing the waiter's answer or the sound of his leaving footsteps, Chen Xi turned around and saw a certain waiter looking blankly at Gao Hua Wushuang's Feng Qing with an expression like a nymphomaniac.
Yang.
Wow, is it such an exaggeration?
She raised her eyes and took a look at Feng Qingyang's charming face. She had seen this handsome face for several years, and she had already gotten used to the shock!
But, looking at the waiter's expression... she couldn't help but feel in her heart again: Ahem, such a beauty that kills both men and women is indeed a disaster for the country and the people.
She made a fist with her lips and coughed: "Xiaoer..." Don't you see that something is wrong in the atmosphere? Why are you so stunned?
Xiao Qiansi covered her mouth and smiled: "Mother, I don't want uncle to stay for dinner."