The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Zong Zhenghao held Feng Qining's hand to reassure him, blinked his eyes, and a coldness flashed through his eyes quickly, as expected, he was right with her, Zong Zhenghao was going to use him.
I want to play myself, but I don't know who played whom in the end.

"Really? Your lord, you won't lie to me, will you?"

Feng Qining's voice was soft and weak, she lowered her head slightly, put her other hand next to her eyes, and her shoulders trembled, as if she was crying. Zong Zhenghao was really happy now, and he was in a hurry ensure.

"Really, this king will definitely take good care of Ning'er in the future"

Zong Zhenghao was sitting on the bed, his big hands were about to wrap around Feng Qining, but Feng Qining flung it away as if she had been electrocuted.

"No, you must be a fake, you are someone else's fake, right? How could the prince say this to me? He hates me before it's too late. You must be someone who lied to me. Go, go, if you don't go, I will just call someone"

Feng Qining picked up the things on the bed and threw them at Zong Zhenghao, the sound of ping-pong-pong pong did not wake Xin'er, Chun'er and Xiaotao who were sleeping outside, Feng Qining felt something was wrong.

When my brother came, he probably lost the three of them.

"Xin'er, Chun'er, Xiaotao"

Feng Qining yelled loudly to the outside, everything was quiet, no one answered, the three of them usually wouldn't sleep so deeply, Feng Qining's heart sank.

"Don't shout, they were put to sleep by the king"

Say it earlier, so that she was still thinking about how to find an excuse to answer.

"You, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, don't think I'm afraid of you, you'd better leave quickly, or I won't be polite"

Feng Qining pretended to be scared, and raised the lamp towards Zong Zhenghao. Zong Zhenghao had been smashed by Feng Qining long ago, his mouth was bruised, and his left eye was smashed into a panda's eye , the right cheek was still swollen.

Zong Zhenghao looked down at the things under his feet, and almost couldn't help jumping his feet. Does this dead woman usually like to sleep with some lethal things?

There are scissors, porcelain vases, even small wooden boards and small stones under Zong Zhenghao's feet.

"Where did you find these things?"

There are in the yard, if you open your hand, they will be in your hand.

"Why should I answer you, stinky rascal, if you don't hurry up, I will really smash you to death"

Feng Qining raised the object in her hand, Zong Zhenghao really wanted to make a move, but in the end he held back and left with a flick of his sleeves. If he can't do it at night, then he will come during the day, such a good chess piece, he can't waste it.