happy little emperor

Chapter 61 Depends on Your Uncle's Mood!
Fortunately, she was a little touched just now because he came forward to defend her, but she didn't expect this guy to turn his face and deny him!
Yan Yu sneered with a shy face: "You can't copy it until next year after a hundred times? Don't you think you're not upset when you see me dangling in front of your eyes every day? So why don't we have a discussion and make things difficult for each other?" no?"

Feng Junqian glanced at her: "Now you know why you are sorry for me?"

"Of course I know!" Yan Yu immediately said, "I've always known that, okay! Of course, I was wrong about what happened the day before yesterday. I have deeply realized my mistake, and I have also deeply reflected on it! Now I I just hope that I can start a new life and change my mind, you must give me this chance!"

Feng Junqian lifted his lips coolly: "Say so much nonsense, don't you just don't want to copy it?"

Yan Yu nodded pitifully.

Feng Junqian snorted coldly, now he knows how to pretend to be pitiful, do you really think he is still doing this?
Feng Junqian smiled: "Then..."

Yan Yu looked at him with hope, his eyes were about to shine!

Feng Junqian said with a smile: "Then it depends on how the king is in a good mood."

Look at your uncle's mood!
Yan Yu could hardly bear the prehistoric power in his body to swear!
The corner of his mouth twitched violently. After all, it was because reason temporarily controlled him, and he pulled out a hideous smile: "Then how can you always be in a good mood?"

Feng Junqian raised his hand and pinched her face, um, she has been feeding well recently, and her face has gained a lot of weight.

"The frightening look you have now puts me in a bad mood."

Yan Yu gritted his teeth hard, you cold-faced god have the nerve to call her scary?
Yan Yu put on a cute smile: "Yes."

Feng Junqian patted her on the head: "Good boy."

Yan Yu: @￥#[email protected]%&X!

-

Qixia Palace.

"Tea." Feng Junqian spoke softly while looking at Zhezi.

Yan Yu quickly brought it up: "Here we come!"

"Grinding."

"Okay!" Yan Yu rolled up his sleeves and started working.

"Fan."

"Success!" Yan Yu waved his small fan and slapped it.

"It's too windy."

Be gentle then.

"The wind is too small."

Yan Yu gritted his teeth, let's make it bigger.

"The tea is cold."

Yan Yu was on the verge of eruption, and said through gritted teeth, "Isn't this the tea that was just served?"

Feng Junqian raised his head, looked at her, and said in a natural tone, "I was fanned cold by you."

It seems to be very reasonable.

Yan Yu gritted his teeth and stared at him: "Feng Junqian, you better know when enough is enough!"

I wish I could slap that fan directly on his face!

Feng Junqian said calmly: "Don't want to do it anymore? Then go copy the books."

Yan Yu: "..."

Crying without tears!

Distraught!

There is no way to pass this day!

"I'll go and change your tea right now." Yan Yu gritted his teeth and said every word, then turned around and went to make tea again.

Feng Junqian looked at her small body that was about to explode with anger, and the corners of her lips couldn't help a slight smile, oh, I'm in a much better mood.

Feng Junqian looked at Zhezi, and said seemingly unintentionally: "That kid Miao Yuxuan seems to be walking very close to you?"

Yan Yu brought the tea angrily: "What's the matter with you?"

Feng Junqian glanced over, and Yan Yu immediately admitted: "It's not bad."

Feng Junqian snorted coldly: "I don't know what I learned in school all day long, but I hang out with some messy people."

(End of this chapter)