Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

Feng Qing Hua Leng for a long time, suddenly said: "you are helpless Hua Yichen, you don't mean there is no one you can't save in this world, only you don't want to save, how can you have no way?"

Without waiting for the latter to open her mouth, she howled wrongly: "to put it bluntly, you just don't want to save me, you are partial to ah Wu, and you are more than me to her."

Although it's a pleasure to see a beautiful man, she doesn't want to be a flower maniac all the time!!!

"Miss Feng, the valley master just said that there was no medicine to solve it. He didn't say that there was no way." Any language that is harmful to her family's Valley master is wrong. Huarong little girl always believes it, although she has been sweating all over the place.

"Well." On hearing that she was saved, Feng Qinghua immediately calmed down and looked forward to Hua Yichen.

The girl's face changes so fast that people worship her.

The latter asked with a smile, "if you think I'm partial to ah Wu, why don't you go to the ice and flame pool for a few months?"

"Not good." Feng Qinghua quickly shakes her head. Lin Mo Mei Er has been soaking in his broken pool for three days. She has changed her skin and bones, and now she is the plain looking owner of Fusheng Pavilion. She can still remember the endless pain she experienced.

That kind of pain, she looked at the bottom of her heart with a chill, not to mention his own experience, frowned and asked: "is there any other way?"

"Have" the flower Yi dust is indifferent to answer a way, a tiny smile continues a way: "and still a very interesting method!"

With Hua Yichen's temperament, it must be excellent if it can be called fun.

Feng Qinghua immediately became interested and asked, "how interesting is that?"

I don't know when Hua Yichen has already got up and walked to Feng Qinghua's couch, and said with a smile: "during the ten-year period of Acacia, Qing's heart has changed your mind, sleeping and rising together, and life and death are inseparable!"

The latter glanced at the man who was laughing happily, Jiao said: "speak human words!"

Every time I speak, I can recite a mantra. Hua Yichen really thinks that she recites Buddhism.

Huarong Huanian looks at each other. Is this really hard to understand?

"Keke" Hua Yichen coughed two times, and then explained: "for ten years, you have to stay by the side of your son. If he can fall in love with you, you will not be able to break the poison!"

For him, ten years in a hurry will pass in the twinkling of an eye.

"You go around in such a big circle, just to say a few words of nonsense?" Feng Qinghua is completely speechless.

She also knew that she had to stay with the childe when she was caught in the Acacia. But it was not difficult for him to be happy. If he was really happy, it would not be easy to talk. It was different between saying it and not saying it.

"Wait a minute." Feng Qinghua suddenly found that she seemed to ignore some important points. She murmured and repeated: "sleep together and get up together."

Eyes a little doubt to see to spend Yi dust, the latter nods to smile a way: "exactly!"

"Sleep and rise together."

"Sleep and rise together."

Feng Qinghua repeated it several times in a row. It seems that she hasn't realized what's interesting from this so-called method.

"Miss Feng, this is a great opportunity. You should make good use of it." One side of the flower read timely remind way.

"Grasp what?"

Did you sleep with me?

Still don't let him get up. It's a little trouble.

Seeing this, Hua Rong hurriedly said: "eat together, sleep together, travel together. Anyway, we will not let go of any time when we are alone. Beautiful men and beautiful women will sleep together, dry firewood and fire."

The little girl is talking about the rise of the flower Yichen look back, light swept her one eye, the latter immediately angry voice.

Leaving unlimited space for imagination, Feng Qinghua said casually, "if you feel sleepy, you feel sleepy. It's not like you haven't slept."

"When did you sleep?" The two girls asked in unison, quite surprised why we didn't know.

How can you see how strange their expressions are? Feng Qinghua retreated into the brocade quilt and said, "look at your surprise. People who don't know think you haven't slept!"

Hua Rong Hua Nian is wiping sweat, just listen to the latter said: "now the little girl, thought is too impure, have not seen the quilt play hide and seek cat?"

"I haven't seen it!" Two people shake their heads together, this world walked countless suffered, but every is a normal man, beauty in the side, there is no reason not to eat dry wipe clean.

"All right!" Hua Yichen gently interrupts and says to Feng Qinghua, "you can stay in the prince's house to heal your wounds. If you have something, you can go to the peach blossom tree in front of the hospital and put a paper crane under it. Within three minutes, I will come!"

"Good!" Feng Qinghua nodded with a smile. Hua Yichen said that she never needed to be suspicious.

"Then I'll go!" The white Tuanzi in his arms also knew that he was going to leave, so he sneaked out and took a look at her.

"Well!" Feng Qinghua lowered the tassels that hung down from the couch. She wanted to say something.

Flower Yi dust then got up to leave, several people's figure line to the door, just listen to behind a weak "flower elder brother".

Call elder brother also so awkward, flower Yi dust can't help but smile of the corner of the mouth rise, did her elder brother once, also don't know this generation is who suffered a loss.

I don't know what Hua Yichen said with the childe. No one is looking for her origin.

In a word, there is no such carefree in this world. You can accompany the beautiful man with the name of zhenyanshun. There are many surprises.

But, in this world, there is no princess in the wind country.

It's about dinner time, and the maidservants send food. Feng Qinghua looks at the door eagerly, hoping that the young master can come.

Except for the wind outside the door caressing Yushu, there was no other movement. Beauty Feng leaned on the couch and sighed. Maybe her poisonous poison attack was too severe, otherwise she would not see him for a few hours.

"Young lady, young master, he must be too busy, or you can have dinner first." Caier is carrying the steaming white rice porridge, but in two or three days, the good master of her family has become the sick beauty in today's lingering sickbed. At the thought of this, caier is more and more unhappy.

Seeing cai'er's eyes slightly suffused with water vapor, Feng Qinghua said in a soft voice: "good!"

Suddenly, the steady steps came near, and there was a maidservant outside the door, Gong Sheng, calling, "young master."

She slightly surprised lift Mou, the childe of a white dress sincerely so reflect into her pupil.

White clothes have no time, elegant appearance, this is her favorite person's appearance, only one eye, in the eyes can't hold other.

"Qingzhi, you'd better wear white!" Feng Qinghua's sincere appreciation is not mixed with any falsehood.

The childe sincerely slightly flushed a side face, who think of this matchless fairy childe in the world, unexpectedly for this woman's words flushed cheek.

At the beginning when she stopped the heart piercing arrow for him without hesitation, some unspeakable emotion was growing.

The young master just stepped forward and looked at the white rice porridge in caier's hand. He frowned slightly and said, "why don't you have to eat?"