Miss Eight Series Summoner

Fu Shaoqi grew up, and because of a single pass in his family, he was the only eldest son. He had never seen Fu Zhaofeng angry so much, and he was stunned at this time.

"Father, father, I know I was wrong, don't be angry, don't be angry..." Fu Shaoqi hurried forward, hugged Fu Zhaofeng's leg, and confessed his mistake loudly.

Fu Zhaofeng panted heavily, and it took a long time to come back, looking at his very sad son holding his leg and crying, he couldn't bear it.

Although he did something wrong, he was still his own son. In any case, he refused to harm his family for an outsider. As the saying goes, tiger poison still doesn't eat its seeds.

"Okay, I know your temperament, get up for me. A big man, crying and crying is what's going on." Fu Zhaofeng pulled Fu Shaoqi up, patted his body and mouth. Li disgusted.

Fu Shaoqi wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and asked in surprise: "Father, do you forgive me by saying that?"

"Humph!" Fu Zhaofeng squinted at Fu Shaoqi, "What is she Fengxi and Bailigu Youxue? Sooner or later, my father will help you get back today's account. "

"Thank you daddy." Fu Shaoqi looked at her dad with a confident appearance, and the corners of her mouth raised a sullen smile.

Fengxi, Bailigu Youxue, you are waiting for this young master, today you let this young master suffer these sins, sooner or later, I will let you double back to me!

"Xier, you didn't see Fu Zhaofeng's face just now, it's really funny!" Bailigu Youxue took Feng Xi's hand, and followed the trend with joy and told about Fu Zhaofeng's appearance.

Feng Xi glanced at Bailigu Youxue helplessly, with a smile under her eyes, and then exchanged a look with Jin Jiaye, and the two smiled knowingly.

On the other hand, Feng Jiu raised his hand and yawned. He glanced at Bailigu Youxue obliquely, and poured her a basin of cold water: "I said, Youxue, we were all there just now, and we can see clearly. , You don’t have to say it again."

"Feng Jiu, you don't speak, but no one regards you as a mute." Bailigu Youxue turned her head and gave Feng Jiu a cold snort.

Feng Jiu shrugged and looked at Bailigu Youxue with jokes in her eyes.

"What is your look?" Bailigu Youxue stopped, "It's not the first day you met me. You still don't know my temperament?"

Feng Jiu put his hands around his chest: "Miss, I can't do it if I was wrong."

"This is pretty much the same." Bailigu Youxue turned her head contentedly, ready to continue walking with Fengxi.

Feng Jiu continued: "I am all to blame. I shouldn't tell the truth."

As soon as Bailigu Youxue heard Feng Jiu's words, her eyebrows were erect, and she raised her right hand, and threw the stick of candied haws at Feng Jiu's front door that she had eaten before she had time to throw away.

Feng Jiu moved quickly, and the wooden stick was sandwiched between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Why is it so rude? She doesn't look like a girl at all."

? Bailigu Youxue coldly snorted: "I want you to take care of it."

Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye have long been accustomed to the daily life of Bailigu Youxue and the others, but they have suffered a lot of sealing the altar. Originally, he was just a little apprentice in the Talisman Academy. In his opinion, Bailigu Youxue and Feng Jiu should be like gods on the altar, indifferent and quiet. Today’s contact like this makes him very happy. be surprised.