Love in Xuancheng

No way, hurry up!

All the way to the study, Luo Chen pushed the door directly without waiting for a report.

The father and son who were talking looked at each other when they heard the news.

When Feng moye saw his wife, he pinched his eyebrows with a headache and said in a warm voice, "wake up?"

Shen Xingyue didn't seem to hear it at all. As soon as she entered the door, she locked her son in a bright yellow dragon robe.

"Yu'er, do you miss your mother? My mother misses you!"

Feng Nianyu plunged into Shen Xingyue's arms, nodded his head hard, tearful eyes and said vaguely: "want to think..."

What's the matter with you? How long has it been? How can it be like I haven't seen you for decades! Feng moye's sword eyebrows are almost twisted into a ball.

Ignored by my wife, I can't bear the fire. Now you are still... Holding together... Crying. I don't know. I thought I abused my wife and children!

What a formality!

"Where's Luoyu? Didn't you come to serve?" the cold voice of Feng moye was like a basin of cold water and poured it down.

Shen Xingyue: "......"

Feng Nianyu: "......"

Luo Yu, who had just arrived, almost fell into a dog's mouth. Fortunately, Luo Chen was quick to catch it.

I knew it would be like this! The master blamed me! What should I do?

Luo Yu bit her lip and looked pitifully at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen turned his eyes.

I don't know what to do! Sister, ask for your own blessing! She is dedicated to serving the princess. This kind of occasion makes the princess appear in a disheveled manner. Alas... What can I do for you?

"Why are you crazy? You scared your son!"

Shen Xingyue saw that her son in her arms was like a frightened deer. She was very distressed. She was angry and roared in the past.

“…………”

The wind choked with evil words and condensed into ice sculpture in an instant.

"It's all right. Why are you yelling at Luoyu? Isn't my hair beautiful?" Shen Xingyue stared at the knife eye and made up another note.

Luo Yu, who was terrified outside the door, immediately opened the chicken pecking rice nodding mode.

Or the princess!

"Luo Chen, take the little Lord out!" Feng moye shouted Luo Chen with a gloomy face.

"Yes!" Luo Chen bowed his head and ran in.

Feng Nianyu pretends not to see it, and the cerebellar bag shrinks in his mother's arms.

Luo Chen is... Embarrassed!

His face was pale. He looked at his master, and at the princess who lowered her eyes to appease her son. She was devastated!

Seeing Luo Chen standing foolishly without action, Feng moye's cold and fierce eyes swept over.

Luo Chen was so excited that he immediately felt that the bones of his whole body were going to be frozen to pieces.

Master! You can't let me go to the princess and force the young Lord away!

Why should you embarrass me about your family? Can't you solve it by yourself?

I want to cry! My life... It's bitter... God, hurry up and kill me with a thunder or lightning! I don't choose! Don't pick

"Go out and play with Luo Chen. Later, my mother will come to you!" Shen Xingyue fondly stroked her son's head and said softly.

Sounds of nature!

Luo Chen, who has no love in life, only feels a clear spring straight to the bottom of her heart and feels alive for a moment... In fact, it's very good!

"Well..."

The wind reads the feather and moans reluctantly. He looked at his mother pitifully, and then went out of the study with Luo Chen.

Shen Xingyue put her arms around her chest and stared at the wind who still had a black face, "say it, what's the matter?"