The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 850

After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes, and his long and curly eyelashes fluttered, very cute and moving.

"Okay." Mo Wuchen nodded and responded.

Feng Jin waved her hand and said with a smile: "Then I'll go first." After saying that, she quickly turned around and ran towards the distance, with a happy mood on her little face.

Mo Wuchen looked at Feng Jin's leaving back, his eyes were full of love, and there was a trace of helplessness in his heart.

In his heart, he has always regarded Feng Jin as a child, sometimes innocent, sometimes lively, sometimes cold, sometimes domineering, she is as lovable as a night elf.

However, how could his doting and love for her be transformed into love?
Sighing silently in my heart, I stepped forward and walked forward. The white figure looked particularly quiet and ethereal in the quiet bamboo forest.

The streets where people come and go are full of crowds, the yelling of vendors, the cries of merchants, the sound of children playing, and the sound of friends talking, can be heard endlessly, which is very lively.

In such a street, a pair of combinations is very eye-catching.

The young man was dressed in white clothes like snow, like a white lotus on the edge of the cliff, cold and holy, indifferent like water, ethereal like a fairy, like an immortal.

And he is leading a sweet-looking girl, the girl is also wearing a white dress, long and curly eyelashes are blinking, bright star eyes are shining, a tall nose, a small cherry With a small mouth and a sweet smile on her pink and jade-carved face, she looks like an elegant, lovely and charming princess, like a dream.

In the eyes of everyone, they all thought that this was a father and daughter, but they were really two angels.

Feng Jin was walking on the street, looked up at Mo Wuchen, and said with a smile: "Wuchen, what do you like?"

After asking, there was a strange feeling.

She frowned secretly in her heart, shouldn't Wu Chen ask her this?
But when she thought of Wuchen's character, she felt relieved.

It doesn't matter, she asked him out, so she will take the lead, and she will take him to play.

Turning his head and looking around, his eyes were focused on that small stall, his eyes flashed, he held Mo Wuchen's hand and said with a smile: "Wuchen, let's go over there."

Before Mo Wuchen agreed, he had already held him, and ran towards that side while holding his hand.

Mo Wuchen let her pull him, and also wanted to go there, a trace of pampering flashed in his eyes.

She'll be happy soon.As long as he saw the smile on her face, he wouldn't be in vain.

Feng Jin and Mo Wuchen stood in front of the stall, sized up the clay figure in front of him with a smile in his eyes, looked up at the old man, and asked with a smile: "Can you pinch two ready-made ones for me? "

This one looks good, she decided to make one for Wuchen and one for her, and keep one for each.

Well, just do it.

The old man raised his eyes to look at the two of them, and said with a smile, "Okay, little girl, your father and daughter look really good-looking, and they must be very good when they are made." He has made clay figurines for so many years, and he has never seen such a temperament. Outstanding people with such good looks, these two people really seem to have walked out of the painting.

Feng Jinben's smiling face disappeared immediately, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "He is not my father, you talk too much, pinch two for me, one for me and one for him."

Wu Chen is not her father, where are the eyes of this man?They obviously don't look alike at all, okay?

(End of this chapter)