Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

With that, Zhenbei Hou snorted coldly and left with his sleeves.

The crowd automatically opened a way: no one dared to collide with the famous evil god in the East.

Wu Yichen looked at the steamed stuffed bun with his arms around. He said, "I'll wait for you in Jinglin Academy in half a month! Don't be scared or afraid. Don't dare come and compete with me. I tell you, I won't show mercy to my men because you are younger than me! Hum!"

"You should prepare more Dieda wine at home these days." the steamed stuffed bun raised his head without showing weakness.

"What are you going to do with these things?"

The steamed stuffed bun smiled and waved his fist. "Of course, it's to prepare you for being beaten by me that day!"

"You! Just boast!" Wu Yichen got angry and was ready to make a noise. The cry of Zhenbei Hou came not far away. He put down his fist reluctantly, "wait for me, little!"

After that, Wu Yichen turned and left with a face in anger. Before leaving, he also harvested a ghost face of a small steamed stuffed bun.

"Yes, my good son, now he has become so brave." Feng Jiuxi bent down and picked him up as before. As a result, he immediately suffered strong opposition from some little thing.

"Mom, you put me down. I have grown up. How can I be held by you like this!" the little steamed stuffed bun said seriously with a look like an adult: in his heart, since he wants to compete with others, he is no longer a child.

Feng Jiuxi stared at him, "you are always a child in your mother's heart."

The steamed stuffed bun still had to struggle. He was directly carried over by Yanqing with one hand, "be honest."

The magnetic sound directly made a little thing who was still struggling give up the struggle and was honestly held by Yanqing.

Although the steamed stuffed bun is skinny every time, when it meets Yanqing, the whole person will be inexplicably awed and affectionate. He can't be good.

The familiar and warm appearance of the three members of the family fell into the eyes of the public and directly broke the rumors that they were not compatible.

"Who says that Pluto is unkind and indifferent to others? I just watched him protect the princess!"

"And the princess's son, although not his own, but it's better than his own. I'm really envious."

"With such a handsome husband and such a lovely son, Feng Jiuxi is really a winner in life."

Until she got on the carriage, Feng Jiuxi could still hear people outside talking about their family, but most of them were envious and recognized, which made her feel a lot easier.

The ass just sat down and a mass of snow-white came out of nowhere.

"Mubai! Why are you here? I thought you lost it!" the little steamed stuffed bun pulled away from Yanqing's arms and picked it up.

Mu Bai "hawed" twice, as if he was hesitant and shy.

At a glance, Feng Jiuxi explained, "I'm afraid it's been alone for a long time before, so it's not suitable to see so many people at once."

Sure enough, Mu Bai nodded and scratched his head as if he understood.

"Then you just joined in the fun, but you didn't go down." the little steamed stuffed bun touched its head, then sighed deeply, and then said to himself, "but fortunately you didn't go down, otherwise what if the unreasonable Wu Yichen hurt you just now."