Medicine and Poison: Concubine Xiaoye of the Evil King

Chapter 382 Xiaoan is not hurt by my father, nor does my mother hug me

The big wet eyes of the little dragon on his shoulders suddenly glowed, and there was a suspicious blush on his face. He covered his eyes with his paws, moved his small body, and then through the gap between his hands, which was bigger than its eyes, Gap looked at Feng Qingcheng without blinking, as if staring blankly.
"BAA Baa baa…"

big beauty, big beauty
Li mackerel looked at the little dragon that was bleeding under its nose, and thought, it's useless to look at it, it's impossible for you two, because you are male and he is also male.
The only one who remained calm was the blind squirrel.
But the blind squirrel suddenly threw away the pine cone in his hand after a few seconds, holding his heart in his paws, looking at Feng Qingcheng's position, drooling.
Li mackerel was speechless for a moment
Looking at Feng Qingcheng with magical eyes, I thought that no matter male or female, the visible and the invisible would all want to spy on you, how did you grow up to be so big safely?

Li Mackerel stretched out his hand and rubbed Feng Xiaoan's little head, thinking to himself, he was actually shy.
At this moment Li Mackerel doesn't know how much fun she is now.
Feng Xiaoan lay on his shoulders, and on Feng Xiaoan's shoulders lay a little dragon covering his eyes with his hands, and on Xiaolong's shoulders lay a squirrel.
It's like stacking arhats, it's amazing.
However, what Feng Qingcheng paid attention to was not how interesting Li Mackerel was on his shoulders, but a pair of sparkling eyes pointed directly at Feng Xiaoan. know what he's thinking.
After a long time, he retracted his gaze, and then looked at Li Mackerel with a little smile in his eyes and said, "What's the name of this little baby?"

Li mackerel thought to himself, you chose the name of this little doll yourself, and you forgot
She cleared her throat, her eyes sparkled, and she looked at him seriously: "The big name is Feng Xiao'an, the little Phoenix's Feng, with a sweet smile, An's life is safe."

"The nickname is Feng Xiaoan, the phoenix of the little phoenix, the little man of the villain, An who is safe all his life."

Feng Qingcheng didn't know why, but when she heard her say these words, her heart felt as if she had been hit hard.
He nodded, and there was no wave in his eyes: "This name has a good meaning."

At this time, the little guy slowly got off Li Mackerel's shoulders, and then stood in front of Feng Qingcheng, with a hint of shyness and a lot of complicated emotions in his eyes, and his voice was soft, like a little boy. Like a brush, it tickles people's hearts: "Mother~"

Time stood still for a few seconds, and Li mackerel seemed to hear the sound of cracking.
She suddenly felt that something was wrong, and raised her head decisively, only to see that Feng Qingcheng's face was unusually dark, and his face seemed to be cracked.
Li Mackerel hurriedly put Feng Xiaoan in his arms, then looked at the dark-faced man with a smirk on his face, and said haha: "You heard it wrong. You must have heard it wrong."

At this time, Feng Xiaoan's small face was full of doubts: "Father, mother, what's wrong?"

Li Mackerel: "..."

"Father, mother is really as beautiful as you said."

Li Mackerel: "..."

"Father, is it because you are too fierce that mother doesn't want you?"

Feng Xiaoan's small face was serious, he pursed his lips, then turned his eyes to look at Feng Qingcheng, that small face was like a miniature version of Feng Qingcheng, with a trace of confusion
Shouldn't mothers of other people's families hug their little dolls, kiss them?

Why doesn't his mother kiss him?
There was some aggrieved look on Feng Xiaoan's small face.
Although this little guy looks like an adult, after all, he is just a child who was only born a little over two years ago.
Children are children who need the care of their parents.
Feng Xiaoan rested her cheeks, thinking dejectedly, she had no fatherly love, her father always abused her, refused to give her food, and she didn't see her mother until she was two years old, and her mother wouldn't hug him.
He is a poor little baby who has neither father's love nor mother's love.
Feng Xiaoan's small figure is like being bleak in the middle of the phoenix, pitifully tight.
Feng Qingcheng looked at him with that kind of eyes, and suddenly, for some reason, he felt guilty.
He slightly frowned his good-looking eyebrows, as if a little uncomfortable with himself.
Feng Xiaoan was looking at him eagerly at this moment, as if she was begging for a hug.
Feng Qingcheng pursed her thin lips in embarrassment, as if there were countless voices clamoring in her mind: Hug him, hug him
Feng Qingcheng sighed, then stretched out a pair of slender arms, and under Feng Xiaoan's surprised gaze, he slowly stuffed him into his arms, and hugged him for a while.
Then he looked at Feng Xiaoan's small face that was close at hand, very similar to himself, and suddenly felt a sense of entanglement.
The villain in my heart keeps hanging down his heart: kiss him, kiss him
Then the little milk baby in Feng Qingcheng's arms was like a stealing fox, slightly squinting a pair of deep eyes, Feng Qingcheng always felt that there was a big tail wagging behind this kid.
It seems that the pitifulness and grievance just now are all pretended.
The little boy suddenly laughed, showing a few neat baby teeth, and said coquettishly, "Mother! I want to kiss you!"

Li mackerel: "..." I rely on it!

This little brat has always treated him coldly, how could he treat Feng Qingcheng so well? ? !
She's so fucking coquettish!
Act like a baby, let me go!
I want to kiss it back! ! !

Feng Xiaoan, you look quite serious, why are you not offline like Feng Qingcheng!

What about ethics?Got raped by a pig?

So the mackerel cracked instantly!

Feng Xiaoan felt a resentful light behind him, looked at him from time to time, shrunk his shoulders, and looked at Li Yuyu with a smirk: "Father"

Li Mackerel's face was extremely dark, and a wisp of smoke was bubbling from his head.
Feng Qingcheng suddenly thought of that day, in the hot spring, with smoke coming from his head, the mackerel stuffed into the water to make bubbles.
I thought, won't I be stupid again?
Not only him, Feng Xiaoan also thinks so.
So the father and son pursed their lips together.
"Dad, do you remember who I am?"

"Girl, do you remember your name?"

Then the father and son looked at each other in a tacit understanding, turned their heads in a tacit understanding, and frowned slightly in unison.
"Dad, are you alright?"

"Girl in red, are you okay?"

The tone of the two is the same, the frequency of speaking is the same, they speak at the same time, and end at the same time.
Feng Qingcheng: "..."

His pair of shimmering, deep eyes with a trace of moisture looked at Feng Xiaoan with cracks.
(End of this chapter)