My Queen Is Too Young

Mingyou curled her mouth, "I don't know." Feng Qing shallow carry her to come to put on his leg, posture is about to hit her buttocks.

Mingyou panic, want to get up, but was pressed can't move, so scared of a cry, "don't hit me, I know wrong, Wuwu."

Feng Qing shallow helpless, he this has not started, how to cry first. But also did not let her, "want to say again, where does this seven itch powder come from?"

"At home." Mingyou has tears in her eyes.

"I'm good at it, don't you dare to take Qiyang powder to deal with me?" Feng Qing shallow finally or strength appropriate pat her small buttocks two times, to show punishment.

Mingyou covered his buttocks and pouted, "you bullied me first, and I started. Kittens are also temperamental and angry. I'm at home and you have to get me back. "

Kitty also has a temper, Feng Qingqian doesn't understand her sudden words. After thinking for a moment, she finally understands what she wants to express. What she said was that tiger doesn't get angry. You think I'm a sick cat.

"Who gave you this medicine?" Feng Qing shallow think of this young age to use these messy, grow up temperament also have to learn bad? At the moment, he didn't look like a boy of eleven or twelve, as if he were her father. Think of his own role now, Feng qingshallow and a little bit awkward. What kind of crime has he suffered?

"I've had it before. I've used it. It won't be toxic. Qinghua said, "it's just itching."

Feng qingshallow really has no temper and she sentence by sentence, simply put the ointment in front of her, will pajamas off, exposed smooth back to, "you make up for your own mistakes. Give me the medicine, I'll wipe it, or you'll be careful of your dog's legs. "

Mingyou looked at the red spot on his body, didn't want to wipe it for him, opened his mouth and heard the cold threat, "don't you want dogleg?" Mingyou curls her mouth and doesn't dare to make a sound. Quietly put the medicine on the tip of his finger, a little bit on his back.

"Blow to me as you brush it," someone said haughtily.

Mingyou's eyes dripped and turned, "don't you say that a little fart is just whistling?"

"Well?" The voice of a young man with a little green and astringent voice came out, and Mingyou was honest immediately. While rubbing the medicine, I gave him a serious breath.

Soft and cool fingers seem to be more effective than ointment, touching his back seems to be all itchy, all the confusion is calm down. From time to time, her breath let Feng Qingqian's arm unconsciously get a layer of goose bumps, which is not so cold, but the breath and the touch of fingertips penetrate into the blood with the skin, and penetrate into his heart all the time.

After wiping the medicine for a long time, Mingyou can't help but feel sleepy and begin to peck rice. Feng Qing shallow did not feel her fingers in the medicine, turned to see. Mingyou's fingers are still on his back, but his eyes are closed, and his head is little bit by bit.

Feng qingshallow feel in the heart can not bear, simply give up let her continue to wipe medicine. He took the medicine out of his hand, put her down to sleep, and carefully pulled a thin quilt for her. He was so careful that he didn't even notice it.

Forced to explain to himself in the heart, look at her young, even if give her a long lesson. In order not to treat her harshly, and then and Ming Li that protect the girl's old man hard to explain. He was just looking at Mingli's face....

looking at her sleeping eyes, her face was full of childlike innocence. Feng qingshallow could not help touching her nose. Mingyou seems to feel in a dream, and her nose can't help but smile, "it looks like a pig."