The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying put it in his pocket with one hand and touched the buttons for a long time.

When passing by Jin Xieye, his thumb lightly touched the nail cap of his tail finger, and the fine white powder shook off.

"Brother, they are really bullying me!"

"Didn't you say that Mu Changying must be you? Why can't I see any signs of liking you now?"

Seeing the person leave his sight, Jin Siyuan's face was full of anger, she stamped her feet angrily, and stepped forward to support him.

"Shut up."

Jin Xieye's ears hurt from the noise and he raised his hand to rub his forehead.

How does he know why this little bitch doesn't like it even if he says he doesn't like it?

"I……"

Jin Siyuan was yelled at, and there was a hint of grievance in her eyes.

"hiss……"

Suddenly, he felt an itch on his body. He gasped and reached behind his waist to scratch his back.

After scratching for a long time, it didn't relieve the itching at all. I used more and more strength, and I wanted to pick the skin off.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"fine……"

What's going on? Why is it itching unbearably?

"Let's go see Yun'er. Something happened to her brother, and she must be feeling very sad."

Jin Xieye suppressed his doubts, took a deep breath, and frowned to endure the itching.

…

"Sister Fairy, what did you just spread?"

Fu Jiaojiao put her hands behind her back and jumped down the stairs.

The little leather shoes made a crisp sound on the steps.

"slower."

Fu Huaizheng followed closely, with worry in his eyes, fearing that the little girl would bump into her accidentally.

"I know." She agreed softly.

"It's just a simple itching powder~"

Mu Changying puffed up her cheeks, Ruyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and said lightly.

"..." Fu Huaizheng's mouth twitched.

Simple?

It's strange that the medicinal powder prepared by the dignified miracle doctor is simple.

"Yingbao is so kind."

Rong Moyuan's eyebrows were deep and tender, and he held her waist with his big hands.

"Hehehe, I think so too."

There are really not many kind little fairies like her nowadays.

Mu Changying grinned and automatically ignored the fact that this itching powder could make people itch for a week.

Fu Huaizheng: "..."

Gee, this filter is so fucking thick. Are your eyes covered in eye droppings?

"Yeah, yeah, I also think the fairy sister is very kind." Fu Jiaojiao agreed with her face and kept her head straight.

She stopped, turned around suddenly, and stood at the bottom of the steps.

"Zheng... Doctor Fu, are you right?"

Her eyes were as cool as water, and Fu Huaizheng's heartbeat accelerated in vain as he was stared at by this sincere gaze.

The two looked at each other, with only each other in their eyes, strange feelings spreading throughout their bodies, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"..."

He didn't answer for a long time, and suddenly he felt a cold and violent air coming over him.

Fu Huaizheng turned his head and met Rong Liyuan's gloomy eyes, not surprisingly, as if they were in a cold pool.

"Huh? Talk."

His final voice rose slightly, danger was approaching, and the anger wrapped around him made it impossible to escape.

Fu Huaizheng was silent for a few seconds, curled his lips, and tried to make his smile look more sincere.

"Yes, I think Miss Mu is indeed beautiful and kind-hearted."

Mu Changying raised her head, her little face without makeup was full of seriousness, and solemnly corrected him, "Doctor Fu, this is Mrs. Rong."

"Although Miss Mu sounds nice, I still prefer to be called Mrs. Rong."

She is A Yuan's wife, the wife of the Rong family, and her beloved who will always be by his side.

"Okay, okay, Mrs. Rong..."

The anger in Rong Liyuan's eyes disappeared, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his smile was imperceptible.

He chuckled and murmured these three words silently.