This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Tsing Yi, this dead old ghost, is not only a dead duck, but also has a good face at times.

I just pecked at each other with Mochi's veggies, but I couldn't keep my face down.

Xiao Jue gave her a step, she immediately rolled down the slope, rushed to the back kitchen, picked up her little son who was stealing chicken legs, and went to the blood pool again.

"What to eat, you are so fat, do you know that I will give this chicken leg to your godfather later?"

Tsing Yi whispered to Fuguang about this condition.

Xiao Fuguang's small face shriveled, "Ah! This is the last chicken leg."

"Will you give it?" The wicked woman began to threaten her son.

Xiao Fuguang sniffed and muttered:

"It must be the villain who made you mad at your godfather again. Every time you provoke him, he wants me to be a peacemaker."

"Where did it come from every time?!"

"When you were in the world of the ten directions, didn't you often get mad at him half to death..."

Xiao Fuguang muttered.

Tsing Yi's apricot eyes stared, hey, you little turtle, you can talk back!

The girls murmured to the side of the blood pool, but when they saw it, there was no one there!

"Godfather isn't here!" Fuguang said, sniffing his nose, "but his breath is still there."

Tsing Yi turned his head and guessed where the guy had gone.

With a wave of her hand, the water in the blood pool separated to both sides, revealing a downward step.

That guy definitely ran and stayed in the secret room!

"Wow! The underwater secret room! Is this the godfather's treasure?!"

"Yes!" Tsing Yi said with a smile: "Want to go see your godfather's baby? Let's sweep him away!"

Fuguang nodded vigorously, and the harazi began to drip.

Tsing Yi hurriedly moved the chicken leg in his hand to the side, oh hey, this little Mai Tai!

He picked up Fuguang and walked down the steps. Just as he reached the door of the secret room, before Tsing Yi started, the door opened by himself.

A smile flashed in Tsing Yi's beautiful eyes.

He walked in lightly.

Mochi turned his back to them, lowered his head to string the kite, did not look back, his voice was cold.

"You're gone, why are you coming back?"

Tsing Yi put Fuguang down and gave him a wink.

Xiao Fuguang understood it, held the chicken thigh high, and ran over, the little milk voice was crisp: "Godfather, godfather, Fuguang invites you to eat big drumsticks!"

As soon as he saw Fuguang, Mochi's eyes softened.

Can't help but sigh.

He bent over and picked up Fuguang with one arm, and stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth.

"Eat it by yourself, and give the rest to your godfather."

"But all I have left are bones."

"Well, godfather likes to chew on bones."

Fuguang giggled, "Godfather is not a big dog, only the big dog Xiaobai likes to chew on bones."

Mochi pinched his small face, turning his head to look at the woman behind him.

Tsing Yi's head swayed from side to side with his hands behind his back, showing a cramped and guilty virtue.

"Cough, I'm not here, it's Fuguang who said he wants to give you chicken legs, so I'll take him here by the way."

Fuguang just wanted to say I didn't.

His wife glared at him.

The little guy immediately shut up and nibbled on the chicken legs silently.

Tsing Yi coughed again, not daring to look directly at Mo Chi.

"Then what..." She tapped her toes on the ground and mumbled, "I was wrong."

The sound is as small as the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Mo Chi raised his eyebrows and helped Guang Guang wipe his mouth, as if he had never heard of it.

"I didn't hear what you said."

Tsing Yi clenched his teeth.

This dead worm!

"I said I was wrong! The old lady is nosy, she shouldn't mess around with mandarin ducks! You, Uncle Mochi, have a lot of bugs, don't have the same knowledge as the king of Tsing Yi in my district, are you right?!"

Mochi twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressing his smile.

Shameless, is there such an apology?

Still the King of Tsing Yi...

He had a stern face, as if he was still not out of breath.

Staring at Tsing Yi sideways: "The sincerity is not enough, add more."

Yo, I slapped my nose on my face, black water!

The wicked woman glared with gnashing teeth, this long worm is turning upside down now, it's hard to clean up!

But...thinking of how angry he was before.

Tsing Yi pouted, endured the pain, and took out the dagger.

Mo Chi's face changed immediately, he lifted his foot and kicked the dagger away, but the action was too hasty, and his feet took mud stars and splashed Tsing Yi's face.

The wicked woman closed her eyes and twitched the corners of her mouth.

Good thing, this kick of mud was splattered in her mouth accurately, but it was okay.

Mochi's feet didn't have time to put them down, they were hanging in the air, quite embarrassing.

Oh, blunder, blunder!

"Pooh!"

Tsing Yi pulled the mud out and glared at Mo Chi with the eyes that were about to kill and dig up corpses.

"puff……"

Mochi tilted his head, unable to hold back his laughter.

"Okay, I'm relieved."

Mo Chi poured a cup of tea, and after Tsing Yi rinsed his mouth, he glared at him viciously: "Why did you kick my mother's knife?"

"What are you going to do with your knife drawn?"

"Don't you want sincerity?" Tsing Yi raised her chin with a serious look on her face: "I'm cutting my mind! It's sincere enough!"

Mochi: "..." He thought too much, thinking that this scumbag was going to cut her wrists!

How could this scumbag do such a stupid thing...

Mo Chi covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Tsing Yi was still muttering, with an unhappy expression on his face, he pooh pooh several times, and he always felt that there was still mud in his mouth.

Seeing Mochi's silly smile, she rolled her eyes.

"Fuguang, have you finished eating the chicken legs?"

"It's over, mother!"

Fuguang's small mouth stuffed bulgingly ran over, and there was a clean chicken bone in his hand that he couldn't even see the shredded meat.

Tsing Yi pinched his face, raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Then why don't you send the chicken bones to your godfather, how can you do it if you are hungry!"

"Godfather, godfather!" Fuguang ran over holding the chicken bone.

"..." Mo Chi stared at the bare chicken bone, speechless for a long time.

On the other side, Tsing Yi smiled and said, "Can a godfather still lie and deceive children?"

Mochi: "..."

Tsing Yi smiled wickedly, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Follow his godfather, it's time to test your teeth, come on! Trust you!"

Scum!

This schadenfreude expression is simply not too scumbag!

Mochi took a deep breath, what can I do?

You say you love chicken bones, and you want to chew the chicken bones with tears?

Chicken bones are chewed up.

Anyway, it is also a dragon tooth, so it must be good.

After Fuguang was full, he fell asleep on Mochi's lap, Mochi gently put him in Tsing Yi's arms, touched his head, and said softly, "Take care of this little guy, don't let him go anywhere. run around."

"If he really runs away, he has dragon scales safely locked on his body, and the Vientiane Tracking Plate is in your hands anyway. You know how to find him."

Mo Chi asked in a hurry, Qing Yi couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Mother-in-law Heishui'er, have you finished reading the scriptures?"

Mo Chi rolled her eyes at her.

"Fuck off!!"

"Go go go, go go right away! Yun Chao is handed over to you, but you need to take care of the old lady!"