Madam is the super darling of Lord Quan

The man's eagle eyes slightly with dangerous light shot in the past, the line of sight has been tightly around not far away.

there

Quan Qinghe gently picks up the spoon and feeds the porridge to the little guy.

and

The little guy, Yuanyuan, was eating well, and he was not naughty at all.

It's like this one on his leg. Feed and spit. Feed and spit. Don't eat it!

He frowned, took a clean handkerchief, wiped his mouth for Tuan Tuan, and whispered, "I warn you, if you don't eat this meal, you won't eat next!"

The little guy in his arms seemed to understand. His little mouth shriveled and he cried out.

All the people at the banquet laughed one after another.

Blue if wan light step came over, from his arms took the little guy, soft voice of coax way: "what's the matter? What happened to my group? But not rice porridge? "

The tall and powerful figure of the man stood up and said in a soft voice, "he doesn't eat this."

Unexpectedly, the little guy in his arms pointed to him in tears, "Wow, woo, bad, bad."

Blue if smile funny low head, "who bad?"? Is he bad? "

"Wu Wu Wu... Bad..."

She reached out and wiped the little guy's tears away. She coaxed him in a soft voice: "good, good, he's bad. Will mother feed you?"

"Wuwu..." the little guy cried in her arms and didn't eat anything.

LAN Ruo Wan turned to look at him, and the corners of his lips curved gently. "Mr. Quan, what did you do to him?"

The man looked away uncomfortably and poured out in a deep voice: "it's what he doesn't want to eat."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..." the little guy opened his little mouth and cried more loudly.

The little girl turned to look at him and said in a funny low voice: "Mr. Quan, are you lying?"

With a black face, the man left the banquet and said, "I'll go to see her."

She lowered her head with a smile, gently coaxed, "OK, OK, mother takes you to eat other, OK?"

On the other side

Right green and put down in the hands of the small bowl, took the side of the PAZI for her to wipe the small mouth.

Looking up, a slender figure fell in front of him.

He raised his eyes in surprise, "big brother?"

The man asked in a deep voice, "has she eaten well?"

The elegant young man nodded, "ate a small bowl --"

A second of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and then he stretched out his hand as if nothing had happened and said, "give it to me."

Right green and figure slightly stiff, slightly reluctant to give up the arms of the soft glutinous little guy passed in the past, "good --"

He reached out and picked her up. Before he could hold her well, the little guy in his arms began to cry with his legs on his legs, "Wow, wow, woo..."

The man's figure is stiff, black face, and the little guy back.

Quan Qinghe brings up Qingjun's smile and gently holds the little guy in his arms.

To my surprise

The little guy didn't cry when he went back to his arms, and his white face went straight to his arms.

The man's breath was gloomy, and his sight was slightly cold.

Right green and figure stiff next, lift Mou to see him way: "big brother?"

"I don't know what misty soup you gave her!" The man turned away with a sneer.

In place

Right green and funny hook up the corner of the lip, low head, full face soft idea of embrace good little guy.

Next second

In the main hall of the banquet, there were waves of agitation.

The crowd whispered again.

there

The wind Ting Chuan leads the small guy to appear in front of the public, the body posture evil spirit noble step but come.

Go to the theme

He lowered his head slightly and said, "old lady."

The little guy jumped on happily, "grandma --"

Once again, the public began to talk about it, and they were very surprised.

"Who is this little fellow?"

"Grandma? Should it be grandma? Will it be the same as Miss Ouyang? "

"Who is that man? Why haven't you seen it in Kyoto? "

"That figure seems to be master Feng of Pingyang city? Do you think so? "

……

The old lady touched his little head with a smile? How tired are you

LAN ruofeng shook his head. "Not tired, grandma. He's brother Feng."

The old lady raised her eyes gently, "OK, sit down quickly --"

The breeze Ting Chuan tiny forehead head, "thank old madam!"