(MTL)General, your sister has run away again (through the book)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

    Xia Anya showed a look of horror, as if she had been greatly frightened. "Fu, Fuqing, why are you..." Being able to do this, being so vicious, won her heart.

    At the same time, Xia Anya began to think darkly in her heart: Feng Fuqing, you should be like her, sunk in a swamp of jealousy and viciousness, unable to extricate yourself.

    However, the pitiful expression on his face did not change Feng Jingqing's side glances.

    Feng Fuqing didn't care about her arrogance, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of arrogance, just like a charming young lady.

    It's just that the small hand hidden under the sleeve swayed slightly. Well, I don't blame her, it's because her body is too squeamish, and her hand hurts.

    He thought he was doing a little hidden action, but he never wanted to be seen clearly by Feng Jingqing.

    It's no wonder that Feng Jingqing's eyes are not under his control at all, and they stick to Feng Fuqing all the time.

    The scene was awkward for a while, and at that moment, no one answered Xia Anya's words. However, Xia Xiaojiaohua still worked tirelessly, sobbing.

    Feng Fuqing was quite helpless. She rolled her eyes in her heart. She said that the persevering and independent little cousin and heroine is now in front of her, crying and crying, making her very irritable.

    And this look fell into Feng Jingqing's eyes, Feng Fuqing was just like a blown-up kitten, very cute, like a feather brushed on the tip of his heart, itchy, and hooking.     However, what is very unpleasant is that his cheap cousin who can't be beaten, tears falling down like he doesn't want money, and while crying, he speaks very clearly: "Fuqing, I know you don't like my existence. , but you can't, can't"     "Can't what?" Feng Jingqing, who was just staring at the side, walked out slowly, and gave the little guy who still wanted to stretch out his paws and scratch people. dragged to the side.     Touching Feng Fuqing's head, Mr. Feng said in a coaxing tone of the child, "Be good, stand here and don't move."

    Big Brother Feng: Now is the time for him to take action. If he is really his little guy, can he be bullied casually?

    But he couldn't figure out what the big boss was thinking, so a certain little cannon fodder could only nod his head obediently, and stood (hide) behind him according to what Big boss Feng wanted.

    Feng Jingqing looked at Feng Fuqing's well-behaved appearance and was very satisfied, her hands were about to move, and she wanted to rub her head. But looking at the people around, Feng Jingqing frowned unsurprisingly, there were too many people, it was too noisy, and it was too easy—exposing his mind.

    He is not afraid that others will know his unknown thoughts, but he is just afraid of scaring the little guy in front of him. What's more, there are still a pair of parents who love their daughters right across from him.     I'm afraid that if he does something to Fu Qing again, Feng Heng will ask him to go to the study to talk about "life". Now Feng Heng has a worried look on his face, staring at his movements. However, apart from Feng Heng feeling that something was wrong, Mrs. Feng was completely unaware.     All of this is due to Feng Jingqing's always been a person who is good at concealing himself. Before he is not sure that he can give the enemy a fatal blow, Feng Jingqing will not show any superfluous emotions, and the same is true for his feelings.     Feng Jingqing was waiting, waiting for the person he wanted to be trapped in his carefully arranged net, so that she could not break free.     For this purpose, a man with a fake gentleness and a real pervert hides himself perfectly under the skin of a good son and a good brother, and the lucky guy (unlucky) who is always on his mind doesn't know anything about it, and He's still standing beside him now.     Seeing the tall, handsome and handsome man walking towards her step by step, Xia Anya couldn't help but feel the deer in her heart.     Feng. The melon-eating crowd. Fu Qing: "I'm afraid this big guy will make your little deer run into the corner of the wall."     Xia Jiaohua Anya: "..."     As Feng Fuqing expected, Feng Jing Qing said without any emotion: "You should be lucky, you have a good aunt, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this yard today."