Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The closer you get to Qingfenglangyuan, the better the scenery is. Firstly, Fu Shengyu feels ashamed to have built it for himself, and secondly, Feng Huayang grew up in a wealthy family and is not used to living in a simple place.

A layer of ice has formed on the surface of the small lake outside Qingfenglangyuan. Some people are now placing various ice sculptures of strange shapes on it. Someone has also built a chubby snowman by the lake, which looks quite cute.

Several handsome men who saw Feng Huayang coming back from afar hurriedly posed in the living room, trying to seduce the beauty.

Feng Huayang was a little tired after walking such a long distance carrying the child. Although the child was not heavy, his hands were quite sore from keeping the same position all the time.

After putting the child on the carpet in the living room, Feng Huayang shook his hands and felt even better when he saw all the handsome guys in the room dressed neatly.

There was a bottle of red plum blossoms on the coffee table, and Feng Huayang smiled immediately, "These are the plum blossoms that Qingyun asked someone to send to Auntie, they are in full bloom."

"As long as auntie likes it." Fu Qingyun narrowed her eyes and smiled. She finally understood why King You of Zhou set fire to the city walls to trick the princes into smiling at the beauty. A beauty's smile is truly the most beautiful thing.

"Sister, this is the package delivered today. I thought you might want to open it yourself, so I just wiped the outside clean." At this time, a 175cm tall, fair-skinned boy came over dragging two large packages. He seemed to be struggling, and his gritted teeth made the two lumps of baby fat on his face look even rounder.

Fu Qingyun had an impression of this man. In order to exaggerate the cruelty of the war, his entire family died. He took a kitchen knife and tried to chop people but was shot in the shoulder instead. He was rescued by Feng Huayang and his men.

The man's name is Chang Jin. After being rescued by Feng Huayang, he seemed to have some stress disorder. He wanted to see Feng Huayang from time to time. Feng Huayang thought he was good-looking, so he brought him back to raise him.

Feng Huayang felt that this younger brother was just a younger brother, and Fu Qingyun knew that he was a little wolf cub. It might be the suspension bridge effect at the time, or it might be because of Feng Huayang's unparalleled charm, Chang Jin fell in love with him at first sight.

"Oh, little Chang Jin is so thoughtful." Feng Huayang put down the vase in his hand, pulled Fu Qingyun and walked over, "Qingyun, look, these are the clothes and toys that your aunt bought for you, let's see if you like them, okay?"

"Thank you, auntie." Fu Qingyun was very touched. Although it was a world of novels, she knew that Feng Huayang had broad emotions and could fall in love with anyone. She just said it, but she didn't expect that she really cared about her.

Although this is only the second day since she returned, and the setting of the novel is so powerful, she is the biological mother. Fortunately, she is the biological mother, and she will never hurt her children.

Chang Jin carefully handed over the scissors again, stood aside without saying a word, just smiled obediently. This smile was one that Feng Huayang had praised for being very obedient before, and he had practiced it many times.

Jiang Yu, who was reading a book on the sofa, was almost biting his teeth. He had just looked for a pair of scissors under the coffee table but couldn't find them. It turned out that this scheming man had hidden them.

"Come on, sit down, let's unpack it together." Feng Huayang sat down first, and took off Fu Qingyun's coat to dry it. Jiang Yu quickly took over and did it diligently.

Chang Jin curled his lips in disdain and glanced provocatively at Wen Geyin who was changing the strings of a guitar by the fireplace. This was his biggest rival in the entire Qingfenglangyuan. After all, he was really capable and could play a few songs on common instruments. Feng Huayang liked listening to music very much in his spare time.

Wen Geyin smiled slightly, looked gently at Feng Huayang who was unpacking the package, and then looked at the small black sesame dumpling with tolerance.

Feng Huayang seemed unaware of the glares from everyone in the room, and was just happily showing the beautiful clothes and toys to the little girl.

Fu Qingyun looked at the snow-blue dress with some confusion. Feng Huayang compared it and said, "I bought this dress a little too big. It will be perfect for you to wear next summer. The color is beautiful. I liked it at first sight."

"It's really beautiful." Fu Qingyun also liked this skirt. She seldom had light-colored clothes, and her mother always said that it was difficult to wash them once they got dirty, so no matter how careful she was, she would not wash them.

"Look at this sweater, it's light purple. It will make you look gentle and ladylike when you wear it." Feng Huayang showed it again, and if he really liked it, he pulled Fu Qingyun to try it.

Although Fu Qingyun could change her clothes by herself, she was young and had just arrived, so she always felt that her limbs were not well tamed.

After changing, Feng Huayang was extremely satisfied. He happily pulled the little girl out to continue watching, and even pulled out a mauve rabbit for her to hold.

Wen Geyin came over with two bowls of ginger soup and interrupted, "Huayang, it's cold outside. You and the young lady just came back. Have a bowl of ginger soup first."

Feng Huayang put down the skirt in his hand, frowned, and wanted to drink it all in one breath and then coax the child to drink. Unexpectedly, Wen Geyin had already squatted and handed the bowl to Fu Qingyun.

"Miss, I added brown sugar to the ginger soup. It's sweet. You can try it." Wen Geyin smiled gently. There were still some thin calluses on her slender jade-like hands. She gently supported Fu Qingyun's hand to prevent the child from falling and getting his clothes wet because he could not hold the bowl steadily.

Fu Qingyun took a sip and smelled a strong ginger flavor, but after two sips, there was nothing special about it, just sweet and delicious.

Wen Geyin was exactly the type that Fu Qingyun liked. Under his gaze, she drank up all the ginger soup in a daze. By the time she could taste the ginger flavor, it was too late to regret.

"Ayin is the most careful." Feng Huayang praised, put the bowl back on the tray and picked up the package on the ground.

After sending the things back to the kitchen, Wen Geyin came over and packed up the clothes she had seen and said, "Why don't I take this dress to wash and dry it, so that Miss can take the next clothes back and wear them tomorrow after she tries them on."

"You're right. Let's do as you say." Feng Huayang didn't care about this matter. He just put the underwear he bought for the child aside, obviously intending to wash it himself.

Chang Jin was standing aside, gnashing his teeth. When he saw Wen Geyin walking away with the clothes in her arms, she quickly came over and said, "Miss, you look really good in this dress. I just saw a panda coat. Why don't you try it on? I wonder how cute it would be."

Fu Qingyun flipped through it and became curious. She had always wanted to be an animal rather than a human. If she could become a panda, it would be a great honor for her ancestors.

"This one, this one." Chang Jin helped to find it and handed it to Fu Qingyun.

Feng Huayang took her to change them enthusiastically. After putting them on, she really looked like a baby giant panda, so cute.

"You should gain some weight. You'll look more like her if you're fatter." Feng Huayang turned up the little ears on his hat and smiled.

In this way, under Chang Jin's constant praise, Fu Qingyun was taken by Feng Huayang to change clothes one after another. Chang Jin could praise any one of them, and there was basically no repetition, and the emotional value was maximized.

Feng Huayang was extremely happy, and Fu Qingyun was extremely tired. They changed their clothes until the street lights came on outside, and Fu Qingyun's stomach was growling.

It was such an exhilarating clothes-trying experience. She no longer wanted to try on clothes because it was too tiring.