Gold Medal Mad Concubine: The Evil King Dotes on His Wife Too Much

Chapter 855 Epilogue 22
You idiot... Lan Fengyi, who was sitting on the eaves, looked helplessly at Mi Xiao below, turned her head to look at Nalan Jingchen lying on her shoulder, and said suspiciously: "This is the relationship between the two of us. Is it a stupid son who was born? Mother and father are here, and they still ask where to find us? If you insist on finding us, you only need to look up and you will be able to see our smiling faces..."

"Mother!" Like a little swallow returning to its nest, the fiery red figure rushed forward, stretched out his arms to wrap around Lan Fengyi's waist, and wished he could get into Lan Fengyi's stomach right away, and experience the once again. tenderness.

Reaching out her hand kindly, stroking Mi Xiao's little head, why didn't Lan Fengyi miss the child in her arms?Can she not feel sorry for the flesh that fell from her body?It had been five years, and that day and night, every minute and every second of missing, finally let her see her own child, her own Mi Xiao.

"Mother, I miss you so much, I miss you so much." Tears had already flowed from his eyes, and Mi Xiao hugged Lan Fengyi's waist, choking with sobs.

Nalan Jingchen on the side touched Mi Xiao's little head, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that the saying is really true. Ask my mother, it's my mother, where are my things and my food? As for the books I read, or when I asked my father, I would always say, "Dad, my old mother, and I will solve it directly... It seems that I am still not popular with my son, who said that sons and fathers are the best."

"Pfft, Dad, are you jealous? It's okay, I'm your pistachio, I can make you happy!" Holding the wrists of the two tightly with both hands, Mi Xiao looked at Nalan Jingchen and Lan Feng in front of him. Yi, but the little figure of Dongfang Xier appeared in her mind, pistachio, yes, which child is not the pistachio of the parents... Only parents will give 100% to their children...

On the other hand, Nalan Jingchen looked happy, and said with a laugh: "Well, you are a pistachio, so I can eat you... But, the guy who eats the most, hasn't come yet..."

"Ah? You said Mo Yuxuan, the big guy who picks his feet!" Hearing the most edible guy, Mi Xiao jumped up first, thinking of the former Mo Yuxuan, that guy, who even wanted to grab his own milk powder! !If he can go back to the past, he must replace the milk powder with Sanlu's!
The ink-colored figure arrived in an instant like a bolt of lightning. He stretched out his hand to hold down Mi Xiao's small head, and slammed it into the ground. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "What are you talking about, son? I don't remember that I like to pick my feet." , you are the one who likes to pick your feet, right, pick your feet kid?"

"Let go of me, Mo Yuxuan, you bastard!" Mi Xiao pressed his hands, trying to struggle, but Mo Yuxuan pressed his acupuncture points, and the fighting energy in his whole body was like a funnel. The harder he resisted, the faster his vindictiveness would disappear. I have to say, even though Mo Yuxuan in front of him was ruthless, he was able to come up with such a way.

The corner of his mouth twitched, but Mo Yuxuan smiled triumphantly: "I won't let go, I won't let go, I'll see what you can do to me, come on, hit me, if you can't hit me, I'll kill you Eat up everything you eat. Anyway, you and Feng Yi just met, and Feng Yi will definitely make a big meal for you."

(End of this chapter)