My Queen Is Too Young

Feng Qing shallow one eye at her, "you used to want to be emperor? If you have a little prince, it will be like you

"What if it were a daughter?" You frown.

Feng Qingqian reached out and hooked her into his leg. "A daughter can also be an emperor. The emperor of the country who respects women is not always passed on to women before wearing men. We can pass the male to the female first. Anyway, you are the little kid in your stomach, and you has the final say.

Mingyou thought for a long time, "how can you do if you don't become a tool?"

"Ah you, why bother with this? Some of us are Kung Fu students, and some of us will choose our days." Feng Qing shallow low head shallow pecked her a mouth corner.

Mingyou heard the point and said in a high voice, "how many are you going to become?"

"I intend to have a litter." Feng Qingqian carried her and went to make people.

Mingyou refused, "I'm not a pig."

There was spring water in the hall. When xiaoshunzi came, he knew that the dinner had to be postponed again.

When Mingyou gets up, it's already night, and you are hungry. When the meal was served, she rushed over, grabbed the chopsticks and put a piece of meat in her mouth.

Chew carefully, squint with eyes satisfied, the feeling of eating is really happy ha!

Feng Qingqian looked at her like a cat eating dried fish in the sun.

"Greedy cat eats slowly!" Feng Qingqian first brought her soup, "first drink the soup and then eat."

Mingyou swallows the meat and drinks a mouthful of soup and says, "it's not you. If it's not for you that you have to... Can I be hungry until midnight to eat?"

Feng Qingqian was afraid that the little wild cat would be angry, so he had to coax him, "OK, you'll let you eat half a plate of meat tonight?"

"Aren't you afraid I'm going to eat too much?" Mingyou crooked his head and asked, usually Feng Qingqian was not allowed to eat more at night, because she was greedy from small to big.

However, the stomach and intestines are not competitive. They can't eat taijiduan food, such as too cold, too spicy, too sour and too hard. For example, you can't eat more. If you eat a few more mouthfuls, you can't bear to be hungry.

Feng Qing shallow gently said, "I will let you eat."

Rub the brain stepped on the watermelon skin on the crooked, Mingyou suddenly think of Feng qingshallow, plan to eat a meal in pulling their own creation?

Help, do you want her waist?

So she was very competitive to resist, eat more rice, did not drink more soup.

Feng Qing shallow to see in the eyes, is to think she tossed miserable, so eat not much, so made fun of the walk and hawthorn soup.

After eating and washing, Mingyou Meimei is half lying on the soft couch with a foot soaked. It is midnight, but she is not sleepy. Had to touch the story book to see.

But he raised his hand to see acid, so he made a crooked idea, "Feng seven seven, or you tell me a story."

"Don't, I don't speak well. Some people will be hypnotized." Feng Qing shallow proud face, very proud. He also remembered that when she was a child, he tried to tell her stories.

As a result, people actually listen to it for hypnosis and go to bed earlier...

Mingyou remembers that this is what she said quietly to Qinghua when she was a child. Qinghua came into the palace to take care of her. So he said, "well, Feng Qiqi, you are a king, and you listen to other people's whispers stealthily. Where can you be half aboveboard?"

Feng Qing shallow lift eyes, "I am open and aboveboard, is your own voice is too big."

Mingyou Qi, however, bit his teeth and kicked his leg, "shameless!"