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

"Look, I forgot, Ning'er is still injured, let me feed you."

The corners of Feng Qining's mouth were about to cramp, what was this person in front of her planning to do?Why do you speak so poorly?

After feeding her, Feng Qining's body trembled, even if she couldn't move her hands, there was still Xin'er behind her.
"Don't trouble King Jia, Xin'er"

Xin'er stepped forward, wanting to take the apple from King Jia's hand, why would King Jia give her that chance? [

The hand slightly turned away, avoiding Xin'er's hand, Xin'er froze in place for a moment, wondering if she should retract her outstretched hand.

"Does Ning'er dislike her cousin so much?"

Cousin, well, Feng Qining looked at him with unpredictable eyes, her sexy lips curved into a shallow arc, and her eyes were even more erratic than before, killing the sun in the sky.

"What is cousin talking about? Ning'er is too late to be happy to have cousin feed Ning'er himself, how could she dislike it?"

"Go down, you have nothing to do here"

He really thought this was his home, Feng Qining gave Xin'er a look, and Xin'er obediently stood behind her, and did not leave.

"Ning'er's injury is serious, I heard."

Nonsense, it's not important, she still hasn't recovered yet?Now she can only go out for a walk, but she doesn't have to wrap up like a mummy, which is gratifying.

"What's the relationship between Murong Li and Ning'er?"

Zong Zhengjia leaned closer to Feng Qining, and the breath that was in front of her eyes was all on Feng Qining's face, the strange breath made Feng Qining inexplicably upset, she hated strangers being so close to her.

"King Jia, I'm not deaf, you don't need to be so close to talk, I can hear you all"

Feng Qining's face turned aside, and she calculated the time in her mind. Her elder brother had already gone out, so she shouldn't be coming back so soon. Li Meiren should also be still in the palace at this time. Zong Zhengjia had calculated the time correctly. .

After countless calculations, Zong Zhengjia was missed. Feng Qining was so annoyed, she really didn't understand how she provoked him and made him chase after her.

"Ning'er, eat"

Zong Zhengjia dug out a small piece of apple and put it in front of Feng Qining. Feng Qining glanced at Zong Zhengjia, and before she opened her mouth, someone snatched the apple.

"That's great, the apples are peeled and waiting for me to come back"

The familiar breath and the familiar taste made Feng Qining's heart settle down.