Do not mess with the concubine: God of War Lord please accept

Chapter 1193 Erhuo Qingyin
"I'm sorry, Zhao'er, for making you worry about me."

After waking up, Feng Su always spoke softly, and when facing Ning Zhao, she was even softer so that Ning Zhao couldn't find another one.

"You know I'm worried about you, why don't you take care of yourself!"

Ning Zhaoyang complained that the so-called caring will lead to chaos, and it is precisely because of caring about Feng Su that he is so panicked.

Because she spoke too hastily, there was a touch of coquettishness in Ning Zhao's words that she didn't even notice, more like she was acting like a baby to Feng Su.

Therefore, Feng Su's gaze became softer, "It won't happen in the future, I'm very happy to hear Zhao'er's concern for me with my own ears."

"Ahem..." Ning Zhao realized that something was wrong with Feng Su's gaze, which was too gentle, making it easy for people to indulge in it, but she was caught off guard.

"How is your body? But is it better? Tomorrow is your birthday..."

"Well, how about Zhaoer accompany me tomorrow?"

In the past, Feng Su never thought that the Double Ninth Festival was a good day, not only because he never celebrated his birthday, but also because every year on the Double Ninth Festival was his day of suffering.

But now there is Ning Zhao suddenly beside him, and Ning Zhao came back specially for him, so he is looking forward to tomorrow.

"Will your father and the others have arrangements tomorrow?" Didn't it mean that the Double Ninth Festival every year is for Feng Su's soul?Will there still be time for birthdays?
"No!" Feng Su didn't expect to answer directly, and the three old men outside the door who were listening to the corner rolled their eyes, how could there be no arrangement.

They are ready for everything, just waiting for the time to come.

Ning Zhao inside the door seemed to have heard their aspirations, and glared at Feng Su: "Nonsense! I'll spend your birthday with you when you finish your big business tomorrow!"

"Then Zhao'er, will you go?" Feng Su held her hand like a child, and the three old men outside the door rolled their eyes again.

Even Xiao Bai, who had finally rushed over, fell to the ground when he heard such a sentence.

"Sure enough, this Feng Su is more shameless than Mo Juechen," Xiao Bai gasped heavily on the ground.

It's just that before he could breathe heavily, he felt someone stepped on his back.

"Where's Feng Su? How's Feng Su? Didn't you kill her?"

Qingyin's hasty voice interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere in the room, and let Xiaobai know who was the one who stepped on him just now.

"Qingyin, I: Day: Your uncle, you stepped on my uncle!"

Qing Yin, who had just crossed the threshold and was about to rush towards the door of Feng Su's room, her feet softened, and she looked down and saw Xiao Bai showing her sharp teeth towards him, and she rushed towards him with a ferocious expression.

"Oh... Xiaobai, why are you here? Aren't you by Ning Zhao's side?"

Taking advantage of Xiaobai rushing towards her, Qingyin smoothly hugged him in her arms, and asked with surprise on her face.

"Hmph," Xiao Bai turned his head arrogantly, not looking at such a fool.

He and Xiao Zhao'er have always been inseparable, since he is here, Zhao'er will definitely be there too, such a simple question, such a fool can't figure it out, why does he have to answer?
"Wow, Xiaobai, you've gained a lot of weight recently. It seems that you haven't eaten less roast chicken recently." But Qingyin didn't care about his arrogance at all. emotion.

Xiaobai glanced at him coldly, and then said: "Wucao, it's none of your business whether I'm fat or not? Have you eaten your roast chicken? It's no wonder that you can't find a wife at such a young age." Son."

(End of this chapter)