An Yi couldn't help but clenched her fingers nervously. The man's eyes were dark and his aura was cold. It was obvious that he was not Feng Shisan.
It¡¯s Feng Qingchen who came out!
An Yi could not help but take a step back while holding Little Lanfu.
Feng Qingchen saw all the woman's fear and wariness.
Feng Qingchen felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
He remembers clearly what happened that day.
He pinched Anyi's neck and asked her to return his dragon breath.
Until now, Feng Qingchen has not figured out why she is like this, as if she can't help it.
Now that he saw the fearful and wary look in the woman's eyes again, Feng Qingchen felt even more uncomfortable.
Feng Qingchen said nothing, hesitated for a moment and turned to leave.
An Yi was waiting for Feng Qingchen to come forward to ask for the dragon's breath, and was even ready to resist, but she didn't expect that the man just glanced at her and turned away. Looking at the back, she suddenly understood and immediately put her arms around her. He handed the little Lanfu in the middle to Qin Yanran next to him and chased him out.
"Feng Qingchen!" An Yi called from behind, and the man stopped.
An Yi stepped forward, stood behind the man, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his arms, put his face on the man's back, and wrapped his hands around the man's waist.
Feng Qingchen's body trembled slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will strangle you?"
An Yi whispered: "It's all because of me that you are like this. Although you have strangled me many times, and sometimes I am afraid of you in my heart, but I still want to hold your hand tightly and hold you. , let you stay by my side!"
The man lowered his eyes slightly, with indescribable sadness in his eyes.
"There is always a way!" An Yi whispered, "Believe me!"
Feng Qingchen sighed: "Except for going to the battlefield these days, I will try my best to go out as little as possible!"
An Yi was stunned for a moment.
"It'll be nice to see that little Lanfu is fine!" Feng Qingchen said this lightly, opened An Yi's arm, and left.
An Yi was stunned, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Feng Qingchen led his men to the battlefield. An Yi stood on the chariot, looking at Wuyang City from a distance, shouting and killing.
The war lasted for three days and three nights. Both sides suffered heavy losses. There was no winner or loser, and finally a temporary truce was reached.
On the chariot, An Yi saw the man returning and hurried forward to greet him.
The man got off the horse and rushed forward, hugging Anyi tightly.
Anyi immediately understood that it was Feng Shisan who came out.
"Are you hungry?" An Yi asked in a low voice, patting his back, "I'll make crispy fish for you!"
Feng Shisan put his face on An Yi's shoulder and waved his hand.
Now he can't eat anything and just wants to hold An Yi and have a good sleep.
The body is too tired.
Seeing that he refused to let go, An Yi asked Xiao Guo to bring the food and let him eat some simply.
"That kid Feng Qingchen is much more sensible than I thought!" Feng Shisan ate something and looked up at An Yi, "I just took a nap and let him run out. I'm really afraid of him. He would still hurt you, but I didn¡¯t expect that he would actually restrain himself!¡±
An Yi didn't expect it either, but the more this happened, the more she felt sorry for Feng Qingchen.
Feng Shisan held An Yi's hand, "Maybe his love for you is no less than mine, but it's just that he loves you harder than me!"
An Yi looked at Feng Shisan: "Actually, you and him are the same person. Sometimes you may even forget it! You are also the most difficult one!"
Feng Shisan was stunned for a moment. Indeed, after a long time, he actually forgot that he and Feng Qingchen were the same person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com