Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Thinking that the person in his arms might be his son-in-law, the hairs on Feng Lingyan's back stood on end.

Pulling him away: "What are you doing?"

How can the little kid god be so funny!

Xuanyuan Luoyu stretched out her tender fingers and hissed: "I'm listening to my wife. Why doesn't she talk to me?"

The wind is lingering on the black line, the baby in her belly is only over five months old, and the development is not yet fully developed! [

How to talk to him?

This little kid is not taking advantage of the opportunity, is he? !

She pushed him away, and almost threw him down again: "Xuanyuan Luoyu, if you try again, be careful that I don't let your wife be born!"

She can't do anything to this Gu ancestor, and she doesn't believe that she can't do anything to the baby in her belly...

Xuanyuan Luoyu froze slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, showing a slight sarcasm: "Whatever!"

Feng Lingyan didn't expect him to be so indifferent.

Startled slightly, he thought: "Does he really not care, or does he expect that I won't do anything to my child?"

She couldn't help but glanced down at him.

Xuanyuan Luoyu lowered his eyes, the thick eyelashes concealed the glimmer in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything at all.

Alarm bells rang in Feng Lingyan's heart.

This little kid, the god, won't turn against his wife, will he?

After all, there are many grievances in this world.Monsters and gods should be no exception...

It seems that I have to try his details in the future——

Never let him be bad for my baby!

Feng Lingyan didn't speak any more, just galloped all the way on horseback, the twilight merged, and the sky became dark again.

"Little girl, you haven't eaten, aren't you hungry?"

Xuanyuan Luoyu in his arms raised his head again.

"Not hungry!" Feng Lingyan answered him angrily.

It's all the fault of this brat, who has been sleepy all night and day after day...now he still has the face to ask. [

"But I heard your stomach growl. It doesn't matter if you're hungry. What about the baby in your stomach if you're hungry?"

Xuanyuan Luoyu's little face was a little unhappy.

Feng Lingyan clenched her fist, what do you mean it doesn't matter if she is hungry?

This brat is really flattered!

She endured and endured, without speaking.

She is in a hurry now and has no time to talk to him...

Talking through a small town.