MTL - The Evil Wife’s Wild Husband-Chapter 121 caught a lot

Along the way, Murong Qin's face was very ugly, and was protected by countless black people. Jing Yue and Yin Shaoqian also followed her in turn, even with the toilet, the two were not too troublesome, but instead looked at Murong Qin. The ugly face, the smile is so brilliant, so that she can't do even a little trick.

Ouyang Lingge’s squad is much smaller, but it is not free and protected.

Although it was born in a different place, the atmosphere was not affected at all. The little buns looked very happy. Of course, the reason why he was so happy may be entirely because of the gift that the night star gave him.

It was a white jade finger with an invisible phoenix pattern. At first glance, it was an extraordinary thing. The little meat hand of the small steamed buns couldn’t wear a finger. The night star smashed directly with a rope and hung him on his neck.

When Feng Lingqi saw the finger, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and didn’t say anything.

The best restaurants in the city, a group of people are staying in the large private rooms, but divided into two areas, one side is Murong Qin and Ouyang Lingge and others, the atmosphere looks not so pleasant, on the other hand is the wind and so on, see It’s very fun to go up.

On the big round table, I lost a lot of things, and the wind rushed to put the little buns up and said, "What do you want to catch?"

The little buns smiled and bent, and reached out and grabbed the sleeves of the night star.

Yin Shaoqian feared that the world would not scream indiscriminately. "Why are you catching the night star? I will also catch you."

As a result, the claw just stretched out, but it shrank back. Jing Yue looked at her blue-legged, trembled claws, laughing and schaching, Yin Shaoqian was angry. "Night star, good a little bit If you are in love, do you want to be so embarrassed?"

The night star eyes are not stunned, and the face does not change color and spit out a sentence, "You are still alive." The meaning of the words, has been merciful.

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As a result, the little buns did not give her face at all, waving small claws, continuing to excite, and giggling. "I know, this is called provocation."

Jingyue couldn't help laughing, Yin Shaoqian was silent and sad, my great master, yeah, how did you teach such a little monster, is this one year old? It’s a good idea to lie!

Yun Siyu sat on the stool, holding his chin and squatting beside the little buns. His eyes swept over the things on the table. Some wanted to know what the little buns would catch, and quickly urged him, "Small buns, choose what you like."

Jin Yun just put a bunch of candied fruit gourd, the small bun eyes bright, Yun Si Yu quickly rushed to **** away, "Yun Yun, how do you put this? If the small steamed buns grab this, will you go to sell candy gourd?"

Xiaoyun screamed and laughed. "The little son has just been clamoring for food. I am here, wait until the week is over, and the little son will eat again."

"Hey..."

The little bun looked at the sugar gourd in Yun Siyu's hand. Yun Siyu shook his head and refused to give it to him. The little steamed buns burst into tears and looked at the night star. "The orangutan..."

Yun Siyu quickly hid behind the wind, and stared at the night star, warning, "Night star, I tell you, children can not get used to."

Yun Siyu is so wary of the night star, it is not unreasonable, it is indeed a criminal record.

On the way, the little buns looked at the windmill in the hands of a child, and pitifully wanted it, but they didn’t enter the city at that time. On the road, there was a windmill. The children’s parents were not short of money, because the children lived and died. They don't want to sell, they don't want their children to be unhappy.

The little buns are also sensible, not crying and arguing, but they are embarrassed, obviously unhappy.

As a result, they did not go far, they heard the child crying, but because they were on the road, they did not stop to see what was going on.

Then, they saw the little steamed buns playing with the windmill.

In the end, I realized that it was the night star that did not say that it was directly robbed by others. The full-scale robbers took the position, and she naturally threw out a sentence. "First snow likes it."

That attitude, like what a little buns like, what to get, to control the rest of you to live, the size of the big buns is the biggest.

This makes Yun Siyu very worried, the little buns are so small now, according to the posture of the night star, you must spoil the little buns.

Feng Ling smirked the sugar gourd in Yun Siyu's hand and said it to the little buns. "You can only lick it and eat it later."

The little buns smiled and glanced at it, slammed it, licked it, and began to study the pile of things on the table.

Three characters? He used to teach him to read the word and grab it.

Brush? You can play the word game with you and grab it.

Abacus? Grabbing and shaking, it seems very fun, caught.

Sword? This can cut people badly and must be caught.

Silver ingot? This is a good Dingxi, you can buy a lot of candied haws, you must catch.

Qin? The cockroach was very nice and caught the bullet.

chess? When you use this bird, it’s fun to catch.

......

So a few people around the big round table, stunned to see the little buns on the top constantly grab things, then turned to the night star, and then continue to catch, encounter large items that can not be caught, simply use hands and feet, work hard Dragging in front of the star.

Finally, the little buns were so busy and sweaty that they stuffed everything into the night star, leaving behind a few people who were looking forward to it.

The wind is a little bit smirking, knowing that she should first tell the little buns to choose only one.

Yun Siyu couldn't think of it. He took a small bun and took a sip. He said, "I decided that it would be right to let the little buns learn everything."

In other words, the little buns catch so many things, you have a lot of responsibility, but it doesn't seem to be what you think.

Watching the little buns have been holding the candied haws, and joyfully smashed up, and others are not entangled in this problem of catching the week.

Murong Qin looked gloomy at the people who were sulking over there, and couldn’t take any interest in the fine food on the table. There was no privacy in this period of time, which really bothered her.

And Ouyang Lingge's face can't see where to go, every time he looks at the wind and squats with Yunsi Yu's gentle smile, he hates teeth.

Feng Ling兮 reached out and grabbed the head of the little buns and asked, "What birthday wishes?"

The little buns grabbed the candied haws and thought for a moment, very serious, "Don't be a beautiful brother!"

Other people still don't understand what it means, Yun Siyu has already laughed directly in the arms of the wind, this is completely smashed by the wind! I didn't expect the little buns to remember for so long.

Feng Ling touched his nose, then coughed, and said in a serious way, "This requires the night star to help you achieve, you find her."

The little buns turned to look at the night star, and the night star reached out and took away the candied fruit in his hand, still throwing a word, "Good."

The little buns were happy, and they did not notice that the candied fruit was taken away.

Although the night star is petting a small steamed buns, it is not really completely unbalanced. At least she will not let him eat too much sugar gourd, fearing that he will have a toothache.

After passing the birthday for the little buns, and playing with him for a few days, the group of people started again. When they arrived in Beijing, they just caught up with the New Year. When they went there, they all had a sense of joy.

It’s just the big guys of Feng Tianguo, which is destined to be quiet this year.

Feng Xiaoyun was ordered to personally greet His Royal Highness, and the seat of His Royal Highness was indeed very big. He did not want to come out in the carriage.

Mu Rongqin is a person of Feng Xiaoyun. Mu Rongqin’s suspicion of the identity of Feng Lingqi naturally tells Feng Xiaoyun that he is unwilling to show his face, and Feng Xiaoyun is unable to make a judgment for the time being.

However, she is not in a hurry, she does not believe that Feng Ling is in the carriage for a lifetime, anyway, she has full responsibility for the reception of His Royal Highness, but also can not see the wind?

Feng Xiaoyun is very disgusted with Feng Lingxi, because Feng Xi is too favored for her. If the noble king is really Feng Ling Xi, she will not let her escape for the second time.

Even if Feng Lingxi now has the status of the prince of the phoenix king, it will be controversial. It seems that there is no threat to her, but who knows what ridiculous things her mother will do, when she was against Fengling Is the indulgence of the evening ridiculous?

In fact, the Royal Highness of the King did not deliberately avoid the Fengyunyun, but just Yunsi Yu fell asleep in her arms, so the Royal Highness was naturally left aside.

The group of people entered the palace in a mighty manner. I wanted to come to Fengyunyun and felt that it was safer to put the King of the King under the eyelids.

When the carriage stopped, Yun Siyu was already awake, and the little buns who slept on the soft couch slobbered and opened their eyes, "The orangutan..."

Feng Ling is very speechless, but it is really a moment to leave the orangutan. She really didn't see the expression of the night face's expressionless face on children. In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that the little buns are different.

Yun Siyu reached up and grabbed the small buns and wiped his mouth. He said, "There are bad people everywhere, so the orangutans should hide. During this time, you can't accompany you anymore. You have to be jealous."

The little buns snorted unhappy, and the whole face was wrinkled into a buns. After a while in Yunsi Yu’s arms, he reluctantly said, “Mother, you will drive the bad guys away quickly.”

Feng Ling smiled and pinched his face, his eyes were obviously not good, abducted, "Then you have to help the mother."

In order to reunite with the orangutans at an early date, the small buns focus on the head and pat the small chest to ensure that "I will try my best."

Yun Si Yu couldn't help but laugh, and some couldn't wait to see the mother and son's good match against the enemy. Now they took the little bun and jumped off the carriage.

Feng Xiaoyun has been waiting for the imperial king to get off the bus. Who knows that a man suddenly emerges, and he still holds a milk doll, and he frowns at the moment.

Because Mu Rongqin and his party were completely controlled, Feng Xiaoyun naturally did not receive the news of Mu Rongqin. However, after Feng Lingyi and his party entered Fengtianguo, she naturally knew something, although it was superficial, but at least Let her judge the identity of Yun Siyu and the little buns.