"You go! You go! I don't want to see you again! Whoa—"
Xiao Caifeng is obviously a colorful bird, but now it sits on the ground like a human child, tears rolling down like broken pearls, and those two little wings keep wiping tears, looking miserable. Miserable.
Feng Wu only felt her head hurt.
If it was something else, she was very willing to help Xiao Caifeng, she would rush in no matter how big the danger was, but now the problem is—
"You just don't help me, you just treat the mentally retarded better than me! You go, you go, you go! I don't care about you anymore! Whoa whoa-hic-"
Xiao Caifeng cried and cried, and burped.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.
Feng Wu: "...Then I really left?"
Xiao Caifeng: "Woooooo-"
Feng Wu: "Someone is looking for me outside, so I'm going out first, don't cry-"
Xiao Caifeng: "Wow wow-"
Crying more and more tragically.
When Feng Wu exited, she only felt a violent vibration in her ears, as if her eardrums were pierced.
Alas, Xiao Caifeng's little emotion is quite serious, but, apart from playing kisses with Jun Linyuan, is there really no other way
Feng Wu opened the door while holding her forehead.
"Miss—" Qiu Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Feng Wu come out.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, woo woo woo-" When the beautiful lady saw Feng Wu coming out, the tears in her eyes that were about to cry finally did not fall.
"The second lady has been worrying about you. She didn't sleep last night, and the little tiger boy stayed with her all the time—" Qiu Ling explained.
Feng Wu looked at the little chubby little head of the little tiger boy, her eyes were half closed, dazed and dozed, she couldn't help but feel amused.
Especially the word "earth" on its forehead, it's really funny the more you look at it.
The phoenix dance's green and white jade-like index finger flicked its forehead: "Others are painting tigers but not anti-dogs, it is painting kings but not anti-type soil."
"Hahahaha-"
Everyone present laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and interesting.
Mammy Zhao looked at everyone's laughter, and laughed along with her. She always felt that her fifth young lady was very good, and she always had a charm that made people around her feel happy and at ease.
"Mother Zhao, I'm so sticky—" Feng Wu saw Mama Zhao and immediately shook her arms.
Zhao mama poked her forehead like a phoenix dance pokes a little tiger boy: "The fifth young lady has grown so big, and she is still coquettish like when she was a child."
"In front of you, Mommy Zhao, I will always be a child." Feng Wu raised her chin proudly.
Mama Zhao smiled happily.
Who can let her be like this, being coquettish by her own lady holding her arms? Other people's young ladies can pretend to be arrogant, but my own young lady is really good, making her feel needed.
But Mama Zhao still had a stern face, pretending to be a serious reprimand: "Fifth young lady, stand like a pine, sit like a bell, walk like a lotus at every step, don't smile, don't speak..."
"Aiya Zhao mama~" Feng Wu took Zhao mama's arm, "I'm really sweating, if you touch it, is it sticky and greasy, if the wind blows—"
"If the wind blows, it's easy for the wind to enter the body! Hurry up! Qiu Ling, hurry up and prepare the bath water—" Zhao mama's attention was immediately removed, and she hurriedly began to prepare.
(End of this chapter)