The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 132 Medicine King Return 5

  Song Zhao picked up a pomegranate and put it in Song Jinfu's palm.

   "Third brother, don't talk nonsense, I don't care what others think. For me, your blessing is the best gift to me, and it is never a joke."

   The little girl's white and tender cheeks bloomed with a flower-like smile.

   The eyes are clear and sincere.

  Sister, do not despise him.

  Song Jinfu included pomegranate, and smiled sweetly, as if he had obtained a great treasure.

  Song Jingxian frowned.

   Song Zhao had never spoken to Song Jinfu in such a coquettish tone before.

   Are you looking at him here and deliberately scolding him?

   Thinking of using this method to make him jealous, so that he can bow his head to her again?

Ah.

   Childish trick.

   He glanced at Song Zhao with disgust, with a nonchalant expression, he walked past the two of them indifferently.

   Passing by Song Jinfu's side, he said indifferently, "Since ancient times, it has been a rule to be a descendant of a concubine. If there is no call from the lord, don't act at will, lest the guests see and feel that our family has no rules.

   Today is my little sister's entrance banquet. If you are for my little sister's good, you should go back to your Dali Temple on duty. "

  Song Jinfu looked at Song Jingxian very unpleasantly.

  But Song Jingxian is the eldest son, so what he said is reasonable.

   He murmured.

  Song Zhao raised his eyes, frowned and said, "This is my banquet. I think the third brother will stay. If you don't like it, you can go back to your yard."

  Song Jingxian, "..."

   His dignified son-in-law has been reduced to such a despised field.

  Song Zhao wants to drive him away for the sake of his cousin?

   She thought that the one who could support her in the future, who else but him?

   pulled his lips, and Song Jingxian walked away.

  Probably, they have no sibling relationship.

   After walking a few steps, a servant came hurriedly and said a few words to Song Jingxian, and Song Jingxian immediately followed the servant.

  Song Jinfu moved his ears, found an excuse to bid farewell to Song Zhao, and followed quietly.

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  Song Zhao held a pomegranate and sat on the stone steps, eating one after another.

  The end of the porch eaves.

   Slugger, with his military boots, sauntered over and stopped in front of her.

  Song Zhao raised his head, his brows and eyes were warm, "Fourth Brother, did you come back specially to send me blessings?"

  Si fluttered his robes and sat down beside her.

   tilted his head, lowered his eyelids, and said in a lazy tone, "I thought you only had the third brother in your eyes, not the fourth brother."

   "No way! You are all my good brothers!"

  Song Zhao served the pomegranate well, and said sweetly and crisply, "This is the pomegranate I left for the fourth brother. It is sweet and delicious. If you think about it, the fourth brother will like to eat it."

  Siyu's eyes darkened.

   Pomegranate means many sons.

   She said that because she wanted to have more children and more happiness with him?

   Come to think of it, after the bridal chamber, it is time to have a child.

   He laughed, but leaned over very honestly, opened his mouth—

  Song Zhao contemptuously said, "Fourth brother, you are so old, why do you still want to be a younger sister to feed you."

   "Brother is old and has no strength." Si Yu raised his mouth, his tone seemed a little careless, "You should be filial to your brother, okay?"

  Song Zhao thought it made sense and picked up a pomegranate and brought it to his mouth.

  Siyu lowered his head, biting the pomegranate, his tongue rubbed against Song Zhao's finger.

  Song Zhao withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and a boyish voice with a smile came from his ears.

   "It's sweet."

  Song Zhao lowered his head, only to feel that the skin that had been touched on his fingers was a little weird.

   She rubbed her hand on her shirt and skirt, "Do you still want it?"

  Siyu, with a helpless expression on your face, why are you so greedy, he said quietly, "One is enough."

   "But I don't think it's enough." Song Zhao remembered that Si Yu had a big appetite, and he ate three bowls of food.

  Siyu has a deep meaning, his eyes crossed Song Zhao's lower abdomen,

   "Too much, my brother is afraid you won't be able to bear it."

  Song Zhao, "?"

  Si rubbed his fingertips against the corner of Song Zhao's lips, indifferently, "Why did you put on such bright mouth grease today?"

  Song Zhao grimaced, "Don't talk about it, I slept in your house last night, and there were mosquitoes in your house that bit my mouth. Now it's all numb, so I can only cover it up with mouth grease."

   He coughed lightly, "Really? I didn't notice."

  Last night, he felt sorry for the little girl's infatuation and gave too much sweetness.

  Song Zhao muttered, "Mosquitoes are so bad, fortunately they didn't bite my face, otherwise it would be a joke today."

   "This is called broken?"

  Siyu hooked his lips.

   turned his back and secretly held Song Zhao's mouth greased fingertips.

   There will be worse things in the future, how can Little Lady Song bear it?

   (end of this chapter)