Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 147

His expression was a bit subtle, and he seemed a little puzzled. He looked at Shen Yao, and rolled up a wicked smile that was half a smile, "What does Ruhua want to eat?"

"Porridge. White porridge is fine." Shen Yao swallowed, fortunately this guy didn't get angry.

"Come on."

Soon a maidservant brought the porridge.

Shen Yao ate porridge mouthful by herself, but there was a pervert next to her who kept looking at her with a cold smile, Shen Yao lost her appetite.She hastily took a few mouthfuls and then stopped.

Feng Zheng frowned slightly, "Why don't you eat?"

"Stomach pain."

Feng Zheng was startled for a moment, then realized for a moment, and said helplessly: "A child's body is not tossed."

"You have the ability to lock me up until I die." Shen Yao heard the sarcasm in the words, and couldn't help but refute.

"Daddy can't bear it." Feng Zheng smiled slightly, with the usual gentle smile on his lips, and his tone became much harsher when he changed the subject, "But, it turned out that there was such a plan."

When Shen Yao heard this, she was startled, her dark eyes lost their spirits.

Seeing Shen Yao's expression like this, Feng Zheng was delighted.He picked up Shen Yao and hugged him in his arms, regardless of Shen Yao trembling in his arms, there was a gentle smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold, and he said slowly: "You are really Daddy's joy!" But." He closed his eyes slowly, and he didn't know what he thought of, and said in a low voice: "Ten years later, the conclusion will be settled."

"What?" Shen Yao vaguely heard the word "ten years", but she was at a loss and had no idea what Feng Zheng was talking about.

Feng Zheng didn't answer, but his crow-like eyelashes moved slightly.

Tianshan
Snowy, covered with snow.

There are figures flickering in the crystal clear snow-white world.

An elf girl in a water-blue veil dress, and a warm and soft snow-white fox fur without any magazines. The 15-year-old girl is like a dusty snow, spotless, so beautiful that no one dares to desecrate her.The girl held a sword in her hand, it was the Panyue of Tianshan Mountain, forged from moon stone, it was smooth and clear, but it cut iron like mud.The hand she was holding was tightly gripped by a pale and cold hand.

Behind her was a beautiful man in a snow suit, with ink-like hair, clear eyebrows and exquisite features.He put his arms around her slender waist with one hand, and held her sword hand in the other, teaching her hand in hand.In the pure white world filled with snow and dancing, their clothes are deceitful, their hair is tangled, and they wield swords like rainbows.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that although the man's lips are smiling like a spring breeze, the deep and cold light in his eyes makes people panic.

Feng Zheng taught Shen Yao hand in hand, and the two would naturally touch each other, but Feng Zheng's expression remained unchanged.

"Are you teaching me how to dance a sword?" Shen Yao blinked her dark and watery eyes, and looked up at Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng pinched Shen Yao's waist, and looked at Shen Yao with a half-smile, "Your figure is not good enough."

Shen Yao pretended not to hear it. The 15-year-old girl has a good appearance. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt that she was too beautiful to be human.However, what figure does a 15-year-old girl have to look at?The place that should be developed is still not developed, and the figure is straight to the end.It's not much use if you want to use beauty tricks.

To say too much is to cry.

(End of this chapter)