Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 4651

[小舅舅 is not really hating mother-in-law]

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can……

Feng Liqiong has not stood up yet.

The whole person fell softly on the ground.

He is so weak that he can't support him at all and make a manic move.

However, Feng Bianqiong’s behavior completely angered the Fengjiazhu.

He never thought about it.

In the heart of his own son, there are so many pairs of phoenix songs and dissatisfaction with the Feng family.

The one who always likes to stick to the phoenix song and open his mouth is the son of "sister."

It is actually a lot of dissatisfaction with Feng Ge.

He always thought that Feng Liqiong had been doing his best since he became the agent of the Emperor.

It is because I want to hold this peace for Feng Ge.

did not expect……

What he has in mind, but it is higher than Fengge!

Wherein there is more than a few from Fengyin.

How disappointing it is now.

Throughout the dark room, it gradually became silent.

Only the phoenix whistling from Qiong’s big mouth is still continuing.

The night fell and looked at Feng Yiqiong, and looked at the eyes of the lord.

Her pink lips are slightly hooked, and the **** bones are quite king: "Uncle bones, help me to help the little ones."

"What a small 舅舅?! He does not deserve your name at all!" Fengjia's anger is irresistible. "Is he so awkward? Don't call it a little sly! He doesn't like to be a god, let's call him honorable." Incomparable Emperor! We are Fengjia, can't climb him!"

The Feng family is not very light.

The glare glared at Feng Yiqiong.

Full of words.

The night cleared and smiled, and the old man sat on the stone bench.

Feng Liqiong was also sitting opposite of them under the mention of the **** king.

The phoenix master sat down, angrily stunned his eyes and blew his head away from Joan. He turned his head and didn't want to see this son again.

At night, the pats of the hands of the phoenix's masters were patted, and the narrow singularity swayed the shallow light.

Her lips are light, and she can't see a half-point on the face. It is unhappy after being counted and hated by Feng.

She smiled very elegantly, and the curved, sleek, rising arc was like a blooming rose, with flames.

"Actually... Xiao Yan is not really hating her mother."

Her eyebrows are tender and gentle.

"If Xiaoxiao really hates her mother, it won't be so long... I will remember the bitterness of my mother-in-law."

The girl voice is very light and there is not much emotion.

The partiality is such a light and floating words.

Deeply plunged into Feng Xinqiong's heart.

"The little sigh of anger is not the position of the emperor who has seized the Emperor of the Emperor, but it is not paid for it. But... Xiaoxuan is in the air, and does not know how to love himself."

The girl’s hand, following the stone table, slowly rested on the back of Feng’s hand.

The hand is very generous and cold.

When she was touched by her, it was obviously stiff.

Tight, I want to avoid it.

But it was held tighter by the girl.

He has no strength to break free.

The girl's hand is very soft and small.

Just like the original Fengge, the same is true when he is holding him.

Feng Xiaoqiu’s staring at the plain little hand, a moment of blasphemy.

"Mother is crazy for love, Xiaoyan is actually more anxious than anyone else, more than anyone is worried..." The night fell and continued. "The reason why Xiaoyan is so angry is because...the mother has experienced so much. After the incident, I still didn't ask you for help."

From the hysterical bottom of Feng Yiqiong.

The night is clear.

Where is he hating Fengge and robbing the Emperor of the Emperor?

He is clearly...

In the anger, Fengge's wrong choice.

The phoenix phoenix does not care about his identity, and he does not care for his love.

(End of this chapter)