"Isn't you still feeding?" Xiaoqi was impatient.

Lancome was shocked. The young fox in her arms almost slipped away. She hurriedly held the back of the young fox and re-entered the young fox with the forepaws reaching the ground.

Although Lancome is reluctant to feed her mother's juice to a small animal, she knows her despicable position when she has learned the rules. She wants to stay in Fengfu, and she can only bear to feed this little beast.

Lancome’s dead fox has a heart. She has tears of grievances, but she dares not to show her thoughts.

"get out."

Lancome does not want to untie the clothes in front of Xiaoqi. The appearance of Xiaoqi is good, but after all, he is still a slave and not a master. How can she let Xiaoqi see it?

Xiaoqi had no interest in Lancome at all, even if Lancome was in front of him, he said: If you miss the wrong word, he will turn around. If you don’t want to watch it, you won’t take a look.

"The Lord did not let him go out."

When Xiaoqi turned to go out, Feng Ling’s cold voice rang.

Xiaoqi is a good one.

Feng Lingran felt that a little fox in his arms looked up at him. The slender fingers gently stroked the soft head of the little fox. When talking to the little fox, the sound line became softer.

"Let Xiaoqi look at the milkmaid, I am more assured." The implication is that he is telling a little fox, and the milking mother will feed the mother's juice later. He will not look at the milkmaid because there is a small seven stare.

A little seven trembled, like the leaves that were about to wither in the wind and rain, and his heart was very hard.

Master! What do you always want to do, are you squatting?

Xiaoqi is not willing, Lancome is even more unwilling.

But I was afraid of Feng Lingran. Lancome could only bite her lip, her fingers trembled, and the humiliation of the collar opened. The bright red pockets reflected the juice, and how it rose!

She squatted up and fed the juvenile fox.

Xiaoqi was pitted and had to turn around and stare at Lancome to feed the young fox. When he saw something that should not be seen, the little seven baby face was very calm, not as shameful as imagined. Once he performs the task, his heart is like a water stop.

The young fox refuses to eat and die, and is very resistant. This is not the taste it wants, nor the taste it likes. It should not be eaten. It should be the mother's mother's juice.

"Hey..."

The young fox struggled strongly, and the milky milk was called ",". In the face of the terrible mountain of meat, it was a million unwilling, it twisted its head, and the water in the clear eyes was pitiful. Staring at its mother.

The little fox saw it, and some couldn’t stand it. It hurts his son so much. Why is it so tortured?

It is its mother! It is not without mother's juice, and it is not impossible to feed.

The little fox straightens up and jumps out of bed to save his baby.

But he was hugged by Feng Ling and pulled into his arms. The abominable man turned it around and turned his back to the son who was forced to feed the mother juice. The little fox was very angry and raised his paws to scratch a man.

How could Feng Lingran make it scratch his face? This is disfigured. Without this handsome face, what does he attract to attract it?

"Don't worry, Moh is just a little unaccustomed, it will get used to it soon."

Feng Lingran his arms around the little fox body, grabbed a pair of restless front paws, and the other hand gently stroked its back, as if to give a little fox a smooth hair.

The little fox has a ghost when he believes in his words.

Feng Lingran also persuaded a violent little fox to say a few words, and suddenly heard Lancome scream.

Feng Lingran's black scorpion instantly cooled down, and shot at Lancome like a sharp arrow. I saw a moment when the young fox fell, and Xiaoqi reached out and grabbed it.

Lancome's chest was marked with a few blood lines. The wound was not deep, but it was not shallow, and the blood went straight down.

Xiaoqi caught the young fox and held the young fox in his arms. The nervous expression was a little lax, but it quickly became angry: "What the **** thing, how do you take care of the little master?"

At the moment when the young fox fell, Lancome knew that she had smashed a big disaster. Fortunately, Xiaoqi gave it up, and she slammed into the ground and shed tears in fear.

She did not face Xiaoqi, but she was facing the phoenix on the bed: "The master, the slave is not intentional, it is small... The claws of the master have scratched the slaves, and the slaves accidentally loosened their hands."

Lan Lan tears and tears, clothes are not complete, she does not seem to care, she can not withstand the chilly cold, the body squatting on the ground constantly trembled.

When the young fox whispered a little seven, his hand was loose, and his dexterous body jumped like a muddy drill.

Xiaoqi felt that his hands were empty. When he saw that a young fox was about to fall on the ground, he was shocked and shouted at my little ancestor! He hurriedly reached out to save the little ancestors, but the little ancestors seemed to have preparedness, swaying the nine tails and letting the body fall faster.

The young fox jumped to the ground and didn't have anything. It squatted nine times and ran to his mother cheerfully.

Xiaoqi: "..."

Xiaoqi secretly marveled, his little master is really powerful, how many days? It can jump up and down, just now it does not need him to reach out and "save", and may even blame him for his nosy.

With this recognition, Xiaoqiu’s mouth was pumped.

The worst thing is Lancome. The chest is marked with a few blood lines. It really hurts! The blood is still in a shocking flow, but she can't stop bleeding immediately, still worried that Feng Ling will sin against her.

The young fox jumped into bed, and it didn't look at Feng Lingran at all. Its innocent eyes glared at the little fox, and when they reached out their front paws, they jumped into the arms of a little fox.

Ask for hug! Seeking feeding!

The little fox saw his son coming, and his mother’s kindness was revealed in his eyes. It also extended his front paws to hold his son.

An uninteresting big palm hindered it from hugging with his son.

"Ink, sit down!"

Feng Lingran’s majestic voice came, and the young fox’s forefoot stretched out. It looked a little scared and shrank back. It looked up, and the innocent eyes glared at the chilly face of the phoenix. Down.

"Oh..." The young fox scorpion screamed at the grievances, trying to soften the cold-faced father.

Xiaoqi was surprised to see a young fox.

His little master is so smart! Only a few days after birth, can you understand the master's speech?

You must know that the average baby can understand the simple instructions of the adult in five or six months. The young master will arrive at another baby for five or six months in a few days. The little master is simply a genius!

If Xiaoqi knows that the young fox can not only understand most of the words that Feng Lingran said, it will be repaired in the mother's womb. It is only a simple guide. Its power is not under the master of the holy capital. I am afraid it will be shocked by Xiaoqi. Chin!

Feng Lingran saw the young fox understand his words, the black scorpion flashed praise, continued to be cold and cold-hearted and said: "Your mother is not very good, she continues to feed you the mother juice, the body is very difficult to get up, you It is a little man, you should be considerate and love your mother."

Feng Lingran does not expect the young fox to understand what he said. After all, it is so small, but when he sees the young fox's innocent eyes, he cares about the little fox in his arms.

Feng Lingran was not calm in his heart. He stared at the young fox tightly. He saw the young fox smacked at him and turned and jumped out of bed. Feng Ling was so excited that he really wanted to laugh. He shouted that he had a gifted genius son.

"Cough!"

Feng Linggan coughed twice and concealed his excited heart. Now he can't, and both the nephew and the ink are in a real state. He wants to protect their mother and child. This is the two most important people in his life.

The little fox licked the phoenix, and his clever eyes couldn’t reveal the excitement of Feng Ling’s deliberate concealment.

I really don't understand what he is excited about?

The young fox walked to Lancome and licked her chest. The clear eyes flashed away and it smelled bad.

Xiaoqi baby face accidentally and pleasantly surprised by the young fox, beautiful eyes are not embarrassing, as if afraid of missing a wonderful scene.

I saw the young fox sticking out his head to Lancome. It seems to be very difficult to open a small mouth. Xiaoqi thought it would eat it himself. Who knows, the young fox turned his head and spit it out.

This……

Xiaoqi is dumbfounded.

The little master is the mother juice of the abandoning milkmaid!

Feng Lingran also saw it. He frowned. This time he didn’t make it difficult for the young fox, but said indifferently: “Let her squeeze the mother juice into the bowl and feed it to the ink!”

Xiaoqi quickly took a bowl and came over.

Not to mention, this time was really guessed by Feng Lingran, the young fox will drink the mother juice in the bowl.

Although there is no way to compare it with the mother's mother's juice, it can still be tolerated.

The young fox had a full stomach after drinking it. It had the habit of sleeping after eating the mother juice. It wanted to go to bed and sleep in the arms of the little fox, but it was stopped by Feng Ling.

Feng Lingran let Xiaoqi find the milkmaid in order to prevent the young fox from disturbing the little fox.

Now that the young fox is willing to drink the mother's juice, it is even more impossible for the fox to sleep with the little fox.

He asked Lancome to take the young fox away.

Lancome was scared by this courage here. When she heard Feng Lingran, she immediately picked up the young fox and left the terrible and oppressive room.

Out of the door.

Xiaoqi took the baby fox over and threw it to Lancome a small medicine bottle: "Handle the wound on your body."