The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 893 Haha!I'm just here to give my son a kiss

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One is a man who has been in the officialdom all his life, and the other is a man who has spent most of his life in the shopping mall. So at this moment, Feng Wurao stood in the courtyard, frantic to hear the two talking about it for a long time. I've talked about it for 5000 years, but I can't bring it up to my own topic at all.

So he was upset, and came up to interrupt the conversation between the two: "Father, you can talk to him about Wending today, and I'm leaving."

After speaking, he stopped looking at the extremely boring two people, turned around and left.

The remaining Prince Shangguan looked at Mr. Gu with an embarrassed look on his face, and it took a long time before he said embarrassingly: "Haha! This king is here today to propose marriage for the dog..."

Master Gu is stupid!

Over there, the old prince of Shangguan was eager to propose a marriage, while here, the little prince of Shangguan was carrying the cakes he just bought from the street all the way, and Shi Shiran came to Lanzhi Pavilion.

As soon as he came in, he happened to see Nalan Chunxue carrying the wash water and the changed sheets coming out, so he paused, and a blushing flashed across his face like a spring breeze.

Nalan Chunxue didn't expect to meet this Young Master Feng at this time. When he raised his head, he saw this handsome man standing there stiffly, with a slightly fiery figure. Immediately, he quickly pressed the sheet into the basin with both hands, his expression also changed. As soon as it was hot, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Young Master... just woke up!"

Feng Wurao's hand shook, and the cake in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Nalan Chunxue's face burned even more when he saw it. He remembered the sheet that was replaced in his hand just now, did not dare to say anything, bowed his head and left quickly.

The remaining Feng Wurao stood there blushing, and after a long time, he took the things in his hand and entered the attic.

As soon as he came in, he thought he would see an earth-shattering scene of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself, but who knows, when he carefully opened the door, what he saw was the quilt, still hugging the pillow to sleep. Scented Woman.

So he let out a long sigh of relief and walked in lightly, ready to put the cakes down and let her go to sleep.

After all... last night he tossed her too hard.

But who knows?Before he could step out of the door, a woman's lazy voice came from behind him: "Feng Wurao, come here!"

Feng Wurao shuddered, and secretly said, this voice... how can it be so panicked?
But in the end, he still turned around, raised his eyes, and happened to meet the girl's eyes that were still a little lazy, but clear enough to not contain any impurities.

So he smiled embarrassingly, raised his feet and turned back to the edge of the man's bed: "Are you awake?"

"Ok!"

"Are you hungry?"

"Ok!"

"Then I'll get you cakes!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Wurao got up and was about to get the dessert that he just bought on the table.

But I never thought that at this moment, the woman wrapped in the cup, like a mad leopard, stretched out her fingers with lightning, and for a moment, Feng Wurao only felt a strong force behind her, and she didn't wait. Does he understand what's going on?The whole person has fallen heavily on the bed.

"Well--"

The sudden pain made him frown slightly.

But when the woman saw him like this, she leaned over and pressed her hand, and grabbed the man's collar fiercely: "Bastard, who made you do this?"

The back of Feng Wurao's head hurt badly, but after hearing this, she opened those beautiful misty phoenix eyes, her eyes were very aggrieved, and she looked at the woman who was pressing down on her, "It was you yesterday. Drunk late."

(End of this chapter)