Chapter 392 Jealous
"As a rival in love, although I don't like him, I admire him!" Nangong Ting's eyes were as deep as the ocean!

It was not easy for Nangong Ting to let him say such words sincerely.

Ling Qingyan tugged at Nangong Ting's skirt, the sadness in her heart could no longer be described in words, and the tears continued like torrential rain.

The birds on the branches seemed to be singing a never-ending dirge for Feng Xianyue's death.

--split line--

Three years later, it was another spring with warm flowers and flowers. A woman in a goose-yellow dress was swinging on a swing frame. Behind her was a handsome man who was pushing her. Infinite tenderness...

From time to time, the girl let out a silver bell-like laugh.

Not far from the swing stand, two children who looked like meat buns were whispering.

"Brother, do you think Daddy is partial..." The girl with shofar braids has a pair of psychic eyes, and she looks full of Nangong Ting's stunning appearance back then, just like a small version The female version of Nangong Ting, with her puffed cheeks, looks more and more like a meat bun, "Mother said she wanted to sit on the swing, but daddy threw me down without saying a word. Am I my own child?" ?”

The boy looked serious and had exactly the same face as Ling Qingyan, but he couldn't help showing Nangong Ting's stern smile, "Sister, what are you talking about! Our father is so good to mother, and no one else can envy him... When my mother was pregnant with us, she said in the middle of the night that she wanted to eat the yacon fruit from the demon clan. Without further ado, my father went to kill the demon clan. It happened that the yacon fruit was on the bedside of the demon king. There was a big fight, and this matter was talked about many times by several aunts."

The girl stared at those beautiful big eyes again, "Brother, it's all hearsay. When Mother was pregnant with you, you couldn't see the outside, because you heard what those talkative aunts said!"

Little girls, speaking of idioms, have a special flavor.

Several figures suddenly appeared behind the girl, and one of them pinched the girl's ear with a green hand, "Ping'er, who are you talking about?"

Turning her head around, the girl shrank her neck in fright when she saw the handsome woman's face, and called honestly, "Aunt Xue'er."

Bei Mingxue just turned Erlang's legs up like this, and Bai Chao followed her step by side. She didn't look like the head of the Bai family at all, but a strict wife.

As for Luo Yuying, the first and second couples are a bit weird, and the first and second will use some scary things to stimulate Luo Yuying from time to time, Luo Yuying is still as fussy as when she first met him, this habit can't be changed no matter what, But in the end, I also feel that this kind of life is full of fun.

As for Fengxuan and Shuangling, Shuangling is more calm. Fengxuan is like a brat, trying to hold Shuangling's hand, but every time he feels the thought, Shuangling turns his head in a timely manner, and then he He quickly retracted his hand!

He still didn't forget to curse and said, "Look at your frizzy temper, when will you be half of mine, so you don't have to worry about me like this."

Shuangling remained expressionless, "I didn't ask you to worry."

Feng Xuan: "..."

Everyone's eyes fell on the two people who were swinging in the distance. Seeing that the backs were as beautiful as a picture scroll, no one was willing to look away.

(The child had pneumonia and stayed in the hospital for a long time. Thank you for waiting.)
(End of this chapter)

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