[69 Book Bar-www.] Xin Baobei should be completely directed at him when she heard the speaker outside. He could not implicate his mother.
Everything was ready and quickly left the room. Oreo flew out of the window in shock.
Six men in black saw a small figure coming out of the room they were about to enter and quickly followed behind Xin Baby.
Although Xin Baby is only five years old and has some shortcomings, her figure is no less than the six men in black behind her.
Unfortunately, due to his limitations, he could not fight these six people head-on, so he could only defeat them one by one.
Generally, places with many woods are most suitable for hiding your own footprints.
So, Xin Baobei took a group of people away from the street and marched towards the dense forest.
A quarter of an hour later, the door of Xin Mo'er's room was kicked open.
Feng Qingcang was covered in dust and rushed to the second floor of a fresh family, but found that there was no one on the bed.
In a hurry, he quickly left the door, but just stepped out of the door and then pulled it back. He walked to the edge of the bed and lifted the bed board. He saw Xin Mo'er sleeping soundly on the ground.
Feng Qingcang picked up Xin Mo'er, frowned, and gently tapped her with her slender fingers.
Xin Mo'er rubbed her sleepy eyes, and before she could react.
Feng Qingcang quickly hugged him and left a family, followed Oreo, and ran towards the woods outside the city.
"Hey, let me go! My baby is still in the tavern!" Xin Mo'er struggled and beat him, but she had nothing to do.
"Don't move! I'll throw you down when I move again!" Feng Qingcang's face was cold and roared, and continued to rush forward.
The weather in April was not too cold, but Xin Moer felt the wind was biting. The wind on the opposite side made her face hurt. She turned her face away and buried her in Feng Qingcang's arms.
A faint smell of medicine plunged into the nose. It was far away but familiar.
"Don't you know if the baby is robbed?! She can still sleep so well." Feng Qingcang's mood was a little out of control. Although she knew that she was thrown into the bottom of the bed by someone's hole, she still couldn't stop her heart.
Depression.
Xin Mo'er's eyes opened and suddenly laughed.
"Why are you laughing at?" Feng Qingcang became even more annoyed. His son has been following her for so many years. When she encounters danger, she can laugh.
"Let me down!" Xin Mo'er scolded him. Seeing his heavy expression, he rarely changed his temperament and explained, "Don't worry, all the children in the world have been robbed, and my baby will not do it either!
Killed by bad guys.”
Feng Qingcang saw that she looked calm and there was no doubt that there was something false. In a daze, Xin Mo'er came out of his arms and landed safely with a beautiful spin.
Xin Mo'er said a little depressedly after landing, "I'm not in a hurry as a mother, why are you a nonsense?"
Just as the two of them were talking, they saw Xin Baby's small body coming towards him at a very snail-like speed.
Why do we call snails? Because six men in black were tied with a thick rope, the faces of these six men in black were all swollen, and they couldn't see their original faces clearly, and they were lit into their sleeping holes and no longer realized.
"Mom! Mom!" Xin Baby waved to this side from afar.
Xin Mo'er walked slowly, her face as usual, and her faint smile was as bright as the wind.
Feng Qingcang was worried that Xin Baby was injured, so he gently lit his toes and flew in front of him. He nervously checked Xin Baby to see if there was any wound on him. When he was sure that he was safe and sound, he took a breath.
Baby Xin handed the rope in her hand to Feng Qingcang, "Uncle, you are bigger, so you will hand these people over to you."
Feng Qingcang was very curious about how he dealt with these people, but what he was even more curious about was why Xin Baby did not kill them after catching them, but instead dragged them on the way back and forth.
Isn't this very strange?
After the life in Xin Baby's hand was transferred, she ran to Xin Mo'er in small steps, held her hand, and looked apologetic, "Mom, these small characters can be handled by one, why don't you continue to sleep
Look, after coming out in the middle of the night, my face was covered with frost. Isn’t it very cold? I’ll give you a whim.”
Xin Mo'er squatted down and put her face in front of the baby, "The left side should be huhu, and the right side should be huhu."
Xin Baby gently rubbed Xin Mo'er's left and right sides with her pink little hands, and then breathed a few breaths, "Mom, beauty, are you still cold?"
"It's not cold anymore." Xin Mo'er covered her face with satisfaction. The night was good tonight, and there was no strong wind. It was just that when Feng Qingcang was holding it and running, the momentum was too strong, and the thorny face was a little uncomfortable. It's been a long time since then
It's right.
With his slender mouth and his slender fingers, he accused Feng Qingcang, "It was him who disturbed your mother's Qingmeng."
Xin Baby naturally guessed that it was his cheap father who brought his mother out to find him. He felt sweet in his heart, at least it proved that his father loved him very much and cared about him very much, but he echoed Xin Mo'er in his mouth.
"Uncle handsome, it is a bad behavior to disturb people's dreams, especially to disturb people's mother's sleep. It is even more wrong. It should be punished."
The black thread on Feng Qingcang's forehead fell downwards. Why did he feel like putting the cart before the horse? Who is the mother and who is the son?
In love, has it been his baby who is taking care of his mother in the past few years?
"Uncle Shuai, my mother said that it is wrong to be distracted when talking to others."
"..." This kid was teaching him a lesson? Feng Qingcang clarified his thoughts and tried to calm himself down. "Okay, baby said how to punish him? I accept the punishment."
"Mom also said that those who do wrong things are good people who accept punishment." Xin Baobei looked at him with a smile and pointed to the six men in black dragged on the ground, "Uncle Shuai helped Bao sell these people to the slave market.
Go, I believe I can sell it for a good price.”
Then he looked at Xin Mo'er with his big watery eyes, "Mom, I can make another money tomorrow, I will take you to a big meal! I will save the extra money for you."
Xin Mo'er nodded, "It's a must."
Feng Qingcang, “…”
Are there mothers like you in the world?
Then I thought, his son was so short of money?
Feng Qingcang threw away the rope in his hand and picked up Xin Baobei's small body, "Can you go back to the Xu Prince's Mansion with me? I will be your father from now on."
Baby Xin blinked her eyes, looking like a good son who was twenty years old, "Baby can't make decisions about this matter, I have to ask my mother."
"You are a man, and you don't need to ask your mother for everything." Feng Qingcang coaxed her.
If you ask Xin Mo'er, it would be better not to ask, as you will definitely be denied.
As long as the baby agrees, Xin Mo'er will definitely follow him.
In his opinion, Xin Mo'er is a 100% lazy person and foodie. Without his son, it means losing his wings. How should she survive?