(MTL)General, your sister has run away again (through the book)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

    Feng Jingqing glanced at Xia Anya lightly, and the deep meaning contained in it made Xia Anya's back cool.

    Xia Anya couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in her heart, but at this moment, she heard a sneer from Feng Jingqing's lips.

    It just so happened that at this moment, Feng Heng and Mrs. Feng also happened to be in front of the three of them.

    Mrs. Feng looked at the situation and considered it for a while before she said, "You kids, what are you doing here, why don't you go in."

    Feng Jingqing had a headache, there is no fuel-efficient lamp in this yard, now Isn't it just a mess, there is a little cowardly bag behind him.

    The cowardly and cherished Feng Fuqing silently hid her little head behind Feng Jingqing. Feng Fuqing: I don't know anything, I'm not here, you can't see me, all this has nothing to do with me.

    Sometimes the less you want to happen, the more things will go in that direction. For example, now, "Fuqing, why are you hiding behind Jingqing? Come out to me."

    After listening to her mother's kiss for a second, she still spoke to Feng Jingqing in a warm and soft tone. The next second, I heard my mother, in a tone that I wanted to catch her over and beat her, and shouted to myself.

    Feng Fuqing: I'm not going out, the ones who go out are fools.

    Behind Feng Jingqing, she shook her head, Feng Fuqing's hidden name was Yan Yan Shi.

    Feng Jingqing couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, this little guy is really, he really can't do anything about her, he shook his head helplessly, Feng Jingqing's eyes were full of tenderness.

    Xia Anya, who had been ignored by Gorgeous, saw her cousin's face filled with tenderness that did not belong to her. A poisonous weed called jealousy grew in her heart.     Xia Anya: Why, why, Feng Fuqing doesn't have to do anything, she can get what she calculates and can't get. Even now doing "vicious" things, Feng Jingqing still protects her.     So, it went very smoothly, and Feng Fuqing's little pity gained another wave of malice from her little cousin.

    Feng Fuqing: There is such a big pot in the sky, it hurts a little bit in my heart.

    Xia Anya still maintained a falling posture, looking weak and weak, seemingly inadvertently interjected, and timidly shouted: "Auntie~"

    "Huh." Mrs. Feng showed a look of exclamation, with a little doubt. He asked in a tone, "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that it's Anya. You are the real girl. Even though the weather is getting warmer, you can't try to cool down. Just sit on the ground and get up.

    " In the ordinary sentence "Ask you have dinner today", it just makes people feel murderous. Feng Heng, who is well versed in the way of survival in the mansion, silently accompanied him with a smile.

    Feng Heng: His wife can't afford to offend him. His son is still a goddess. As for his daughter, um, with his son here, that girl is so bad that he almost lifted the roof of the house.     Now in this situation, it is obvious that my wife wants to protect Fu Qing. Not to mention, based on their life experience, it can be seen at a glance that their daughter is being calculated, even if it is really Fu Qing's fault, with his wife's character, she will definitely stand by her daughter.     "En?" Madam Feng had a smile on her face, but it made Xia Anya a little scared for no reason.     Subconsciously, Xia Anya looked back at Feng Jingqing, yes, cousin, he just saw the whole process, the "truth" he should see.     However, it was obvious that Feng Jingqing would let her down. When Xia Anya looked at him with hope, Feng Jingqing didn't even give her a look, but lowered her eyes so that people couldn't see his expression clearly.     In the eyes of everyone, Feng Jingqing didn't want to participate in this kind of thing, just sitting on the sidelines. But in fact, Feng Jingqing's whole body and heart are on the little man behind him.     After Madam Feng said those words, Feng Jingqing felt a tremor behind her. There was no other reason, Feng Fuqing couldn't bear it anymore, she lay on Feng Jingqing's back, holding back her laughter, her little body trembled, and it was about to become a sieve.