shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 362 The day after tomorrow, I will bring him to you

The boy looked at Chu Ping with shame and anger: "I can go! It's just that the iron chain binds my ankles, so I can't move."

Bai Zhi'er turned her head and looked at him with big eyes blinking.

Perhaps the little man's eyes were too bright and curious.

The boy didn't want her to underestimate him, so he walked forward slowly even if he was limping.

Prove to those present that he has no problem walking!

Bai Zhi'er watched him take two steps normally, and immediately applauded: "You are amazing! Awesome! Keep it up!"

The boy's sprained right foot suddenly felt pain.

He frowned in pain, and hurriedly supported the pillar beside him, almost falling down.

Bai Zhi'er was beside him, tilted her head, and clenched her fists to encourage——

"That's right! Don't fall down easily, and forget all the bad habits of squirming!"

Creep?

The boy gritted his teeth: "Those two times were accidents, and I don't have to lie on the ground to move!"

Every time he took a step, Bai Zhi'er led the Asura envoys to applaud him.

Occasionally, Feng Fuce would also clap his hands along with him, with an indifferent expression.

Until the boy came to the bottom of the corridor.

Bai Zhi'er's little milk voice was very sweet and soft: "Look! As long as you persevere, you can do anything well!"

"The next time your feet are healed, don't run around anymore. Brother Fuce will definitely let you go. If you run away by yourself every time, you won't be injured every time. When can you leave? "

The boy glanced at the little guy's white and round cheeks, and didn't refute for a while.

He just snorted in feigned disdain.

After such an interruption, Bai Zhi'er temporarily forgot about looking for Brother Orange.

After playing for a while, Bai Zhi'er had to go back.

After Feng Fuce sent her to the door, the little guy looked back at him: "Brother Fuce, if you can't find Brother Orange, forget it."

Bai Zhi'er's big eyes were a little dim: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to show up, as long as I remember him, it will be fine."

Feng Fuce frowned involuntarily when he looked at her little face with her head down.

"The day after tomorrow, I will bring him to you." His tone was cold, and he made a firm promise.

Bai Zhi'er raised his head, his big moist and dark eyes were full of surprise.

"Really? Thank you Brother Fuce, you are so kind, then I will wait for you!" The little guy hugged his hand and rubbed it, and then walked away happily.

Looking at the back of her leaving with the palace man.

Feng Fuce's eyes darkened slightly.

Fortunately, the little guy didn't ask, why not tomorrow but the day after tomorrow.

Tomorrow he was going to investigate Wang's house, and now Wang Yi was still in coma in Shurawei, heaving a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of this time, there must be many people who want the Wang family to shut up.

Therefore, Feng Fuce should be very busy.

Otherwise, he could go to Ruizhu Palace tomorrow and tell Bai Zhi'er everything in person.

I don't know if she will be angry when she knows the truth.

Angry, how to coax?
Feng Fuce turned around and went back to Shurawei.

And the little guy who had already walked away, turned around.

There was doubt on Yuanyuan's cute little face.

She suddenly remembered that once the orange cat Dahua's paws caught a silk thread on Brother Orange's clothes.

Bai Zhi'er recalled it now, why do she feel...

The texture and color of the faint lines on brother Fuce's collar just now seem to be similar to that of the silk thread!
The next morning.

After the early morning break, Prime Minister Wen returned to his office hall to help the emperor handle government affairs.

From time to time, Prime Minister Wen fisted his palms and coughed under his lips.

Then take a sip of tea and hurry back to work.

Just as he was immersed in reviewing the papers reported by the people below, he suddenly felt a figure at the door.

(End of this chapter)