Seeing that Daddy has started to put his arm on the Demon King's shoulders, Feng Shui Qing's scalp suddenly exploded!
Feng Yunzhi also reacted at this moment, looked at her, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yuchen Mandrill escape from his father's confinement.
"Ah! Junzhi, what are you doing?! This is my father's new best friend! Do you understand, Wang Nian Fang?! Wang Nian Fang!"
Feng Lushan's usually serious face was now dizzy with alcohol, and every wrinkle was filled with a deep smile.
Hyun Chen's flawless white jade face was also filled with deep emotions, and she was held in his arms obediently.
It’s over, it’s over…
Could it be that the Demon King drank too much?!
Feng Lushan knocked his cup against Hyun Chen Mandrill's cup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Ah...brother! Let me tell you! This little Qingqing of mine is the cutest! She was just a little bit bigger when she was little...and now she has grown into a big girl! But you are going to marry her and run away! If you dare to inflict injustice on her,
!I’m going to beat you to death! Beat you to death!!!”
"It's...my father-in-law..."
Hyunchen Mandrill responded awkwardly.
Feng Shui Qing and Feng Yunzhi were almost scared to tears.
Just now their father summoned the Demon King...
Brother?!!
"Brother, what did you call me?!"
Oh! Fenglushan's eyes were as wide as copper bells as he was intoxicated, and his arms tightened more and more.
"What did you call me just now? Father-in-law?! Why are you so angry?"
"Well……"
It was the first time that Yunchen Mandrill showed embarrassment in front of everyone, and his voice began to tremble:
"Brother...brother?"
"Yes, yes! That's right!"
Feng Lushan stroked his beard with satisfaction and drank the wine in his hand again.
"Daddy! You are drunk!!! Stop talking!!!"
Feng Shuiqing opened his arm and stopped him in shame and anger.
At this moment, she suddenly realized how frightened her father must have been when she hugged the devil and refused to let go that day when she had a high fever!
Feng Yunzhi also hurried over to help.
The brother and sister were sweating profusely and worked hard for a while before they finally pulled their father off of Yuan Chen Mandrill.
Then, he was immediately sent back to his room to rest.
The banquet was already coming to an end, and after all this trouble, it could no longer continue.
Everyone left the table one after another.
Only Feng Wanrou stared deeply at Feng Shuiqing who was patting Yuan Chen on the cheek before leaving.
Then, with a calm expression, he turned around and left.
Feng Shuiqing helped the Demon King, who had wet soles of his feet, back to his room, and twisted a cold water handkerchief to wipe his face, hoping that he would wake up quickly.
But a pair of big hands pulled him closer to his arms that smelled of wine.
"I'm not drunk. If you wipe me again, I'll get drunk."
Her little face became even more pink and tender, and just now she used her little hands to wipe her face and neck little by little.
Xunchen Mandrill was already drunk, so the little girl must not have known how unbearable those actions would make her.
"You're not drunk?!"
Feng Shuiqing raised his head in surprise, and could only see the smooth and smooth mandible of the Demon King in his arms.
"You're not drunk and you still call me daddy...brother?!"
When the little girl spoke, her warm and sweet breath brushed against his Adam's apple. Hyunchen Mandrill could only suppress the burning fire, lowered his head and pressed the tip of his nose against hers: "Well, he drank happily, so I will stay with him."
"Ah! Don't drink with him in the future! Dad looks really drunk...hehehe...so my second brother and I usually don't dare to let him drink."
"Oh... Actually, he's quite cute like this. I finally understand why you were so... pretentious after you were poisoned by eating green-headed mushrooms."
When she mentioned that incident, Feng Shuiqing almost wanted to dig a hole and stuff her head into it.
How embarrassing! It was so embarrassing that time!
"Hmm... But just now, my father did exceed the rules. His Highness, the Ninth Prince, please don't take offense!"
Although I knew that the Demon King was not angry, after all, what his identity was, it was better to explain it to him.
Xiao Tiantian ruthlessly mocked: "Explain? Just say you care about his feelings, can't you?!!"
Well……
It turns out this feeling...
Do you actually care about his feelings?
When Feng Shuiqing was thinking wildly, the devil was holding him on his lap.
Her cheek felt the warmth of the man's palm, which was holding her face with both hands.
His eyebrows now looked like a docile beast.
"He is your father, and after we get married, he will also be my father. I want to respect and love your family, so why should I go beyond the rules?"
"The Demon King..."
Her face was warm, and it was warm to the bottom of her heart.
Feng Shuiqing slowly took out a pouch from her cuff. The embroidery thread was crooked and clumps of threads. As she took it out, there was a constant rattling sound inside.
She held it in her hand and pinched it for a moment, then held it up in front of Yuan Chen and said, "This... is for you."
When he saw the object, his eyes flashed with color, and he held it in his hand like a treasure, turning it left and right.
"You embroidered this yourself? I like it very much, but... why did you embroider a pig on it?"
"What kind of pig?! Take a closer look!!!"
Feng Shui Qing stretched out the embroidery case and put it in front of the devil's eyes.
Yuan Chenzhen really concentrated on it and carefully identified it for a long time...
Round head, rolling body.
A pig tail is long and long.
Not a pig...what is that?
"Oh! It's an elephant! An elephant!"
Feng Shui Qing was so angry that he was embroidering according to the pattern! Did the devil’s eyes turn wild? How could he tell that it was a pig?
"oh……"
Hyunchen Mandrill tried his best not to laugh:
"It turns out that's an elephant's trunk..."
He was also very puzzled as to why the pig's tail was so long...
Feng Shui Qingqing took back the pouch and tried to put it back into his sleeves: "Huh! Look at your disgusted look! Don't forget it! I'll keep it for myself."
"I want, I want..." Hyunchen Mandrill quickly snatched it back and kissed her pouty lips, "Thank you, Xiaoqing."
"This pouch..."
His kisses always made her blush and make her heart beat, but after being kissed gently, her heart softened.
Feng Shuiqing grabbed the corner of the man's clothes with her small hands, her face covered with scarlet clouds, and said in a voice like a mosquito or a fly:
"After I saw the Mo Xue picture you gave me, I started to embroider it... Actually, I missed you very much at that time, so I put some red beans in my bag. The auspicious symbol means good luck, so I thought I would find a suitable time.
I’m sending someone to the northwest to wish you good luck and peace. I didn’t expect..."
Thinking of the night when he learned that the Demon King was about to die, Feng Shuiqing still couldn't help but feel the heat in his eyes.
She secretly wiped away the tears that were about to fall and continued to mutter: "But that matter has passed. If you can come back safely, you can be considered as abiding by the agreement you made with me."
"Xiaoqing."
Hyun Chen Mandrill's voice was slightly choked with sobs.
"Um……"
She turned her head and stared into his eyes.
"Can you stop pinching my thigh? I really can't help it."
"ah!!!"
Feng Shuiqing lowered his head and took a look. It turned out that the corner of his robe that he was holding had been grasped by him at the top of his thigh.
"Sorry, I……"
She wanted to escape, but Yun Chenzhu hugged her and hugged her tighter: "I will never force you like last time, but I want to know why you are unwilling?"
"I……"
Feng Shuiqing's brows were tightly intertwined, and his face was as red as blood.
In fact, she herself didn't know why. She clearly had the devil in her heart, and her heart was filled more and more by him.
But, that night in the previous life...
His eyes were as sharp as cold blades, rough to the point of extreme violence, and the heart-rending pain swallowed him up completely.
She understood that the Hyun Chen Mandrill in this life was different from the cold and cold person in the previous life.
But what’s the secret inside?
like
Not transparent, I'm afraid of knots in my heart...
It will never be solved.
It seems that there are only blood bracelets.
Only then can I give her the answer.
"Okay, your little eyebrows are almost falling off."
Xuanchen Mandrill felt soft in his heart and straightened his brows for her, then put her little hands on his face.
"Then I will wait until you are willing..."
The corners of his mouth were curved in an ambiguous and charming way, and he gently held the tip of her thumb with his lips: "I will eat you bit by bit...then I won't be so embarrassed that I cry."
Feng Shuiqing's face suddenly turned red! He quickly jumped out of his arms and ran to the door with his face covered: "You, you, you... me, me, I'm leaving! I'm going to see daddy! Just stay by yourself!"
Looking at her panicked back.
Hyunchen Mandrill leaned on the bed with her arms and pillows, holding tightly the red bean pouch she embroidered in her hands.
Little girl, you have grown taller.
Her family is also so lovely and kind.
The abyss is too dark and cold.
My little girl...
She shouldn't belong there.
In the haze, Hyunchen Mandrill heard the clear voice of the little girl coming from the door again:
"Ah! Happy New Year, Third Brother! Why are you here?!"