star lord returns

Nan Jing sat beside Feng Yinan, his two deep eyes fixed on his face for a while, as if trying to find out the outline of the chubby little crying bag...

"Why are you staring at me? It's so disgusting!"

Feng Yinan rubbed to the side nervously, and warned: "I tell you, if you do something to me, my father will never let you go."

"Yo, you're still a little prince."

Nan Jing leaned over with a smile, and got close to Feng Yinan: "Baby, didn't someone hand you over, and when you were held hostage, don't you take the initiative to reveal your identity?"

Feng Yinan looked at that delicate and flawless chin, and those lips that made his heart beat faster, and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy...

Bah, bah, bah, you're thinking wildly, this is obviously a bastard who hijacked you!

Feng Yinan: "I, my Highness, don't believe it, I believe you don't know my identity!"

Bah, be nervous!Feng Yinan sadly spurned herself.

Nan Jing moved closer, his mouth almost holding the tip of Feng Yinan's nose.

He smiled in a low voice, exasperated You Lan and said: "Also, little Highness, do you think I want to do something bad to you, huh?"

The tone of the last word "um" was extremely turbulent, and I felt like my heart was hooked when I heard Bing Qingyu.

Not to mention the young and energetic Feng Yinan, who was screaming evil in his heart, but his face blushed uncontrollably.

Nan Jing was in a very good mood, but he also knew not to tease him too much, so when his eldest son was about to cry from fright, he got up and left without warning.

"Mom, he still has such an aggressive side." Bing Qingyu patted his chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Feng Yinan also let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he has a dream of being surrounded by beauties all over the world, he simply can't stand this one. I'm afraid only those registered as his father can avoid being choked to death, right?

Wait, did he think of something weird?

Bing Qingyu was obviously very interested in Feng Yinan's face, looked at him for a while, and said: "Except for the outline of the face that resembles your mother and father, everything else is inherited from your father."

Feng Yinan looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, almost jumped up from the sofa, stared at Bing Qingyu with vigilant blue eyes, and said viciously, "How do you know my parents?"

Bing Qingyu was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Feng Yinan to have such a strong reaction to Nan Jing, thinking that your mother and father kidnapped you here, of course I know.

Of course, Bing will not expose Nan Jing's desire to act.

He shrugged and said with a smile: "You should have been five or six years old when your parents passed away, right? I have met your father and your parents. You look so much like the two of them, even after seven years. Years, I can also recognize it."

Feng Yinan's whole body was like five thunderbolts, he didn't hear a word of what Bing Qingyu said behind him, he only heard those few words——

"You said my parents died?"

Feng Yinan's eyes widened.

Bing Qingyu said in surprise: "Ah, you don't know? He died in the Alliance of Gods seven years ago. Didn't your father and the emperor say that? Oh my god, it must be because you are too young , they are afraid of hurting your young heart."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Feng Yinan blushed with anger.

Bing Qingyu snorted, pulled his clothes, and pushed the mask again, and said, "Little Highness, do you know where this is standard equipment?—God's Domain Alliance, I saw your mother and father being dissected to death with my own eyes. on the operating table."

Bing Qingyu's nonsense nonsense skills are full marks, and it's easy to fool a child.

Feng Yinan jumped up from the sofa, rushed to Bing Qingyu's side, and punched Bing Qingyu in the face involuntarily.

Because this punch came so suddenly and unexpectedly, Bing Qingyu was so punched by him!

"Fuck me!"

Bing Qingyu and Feng Yinan started fighting.

When Nan Jing heard the voice and ran out of the kitchen, he saw his son, like a crazy little tiger cub, hugging Bing Qingyu's body tightly with his hands and feet, and then pressed me with him Roll around on the carpet.

Nan Jing: "..."

"What are you doing?" He had a headache.

Bing Qingyu's chrysanthemum tightened, and immediately let go of the 12-year-old boy who was gaining the upper hand, patted his buttocks and stood up, saying: "It's nothing—hiss, the attack is so fucking ruthless!"

Nan Jing was a little confused, walked over and pulled up Feng Yinan who was lying on the ground exhausted, and said contemptuously: "You are really capable, you can even fight with a child."

Nan Jing's hand was thrown away violently.

Feng Yinan drooped her head, like a withered little flower, sat back on the sofa, put her feet on it, wrapped her arms around her legs, and made herself into a ball.

Nan Jing: "..."

Bing Qingyu dodged Nan Jing's questioning eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Nan Jing was a little speechless, and turned to the kitchen to continue making dinner.

Bing Qingyu didn't dare to tease this little ancestor anymore, he didn't dare to really hit him, and he was afraid of hurting Nan Jing's sweetheart if he didn't believe it, but when he counted seriously, he was beaten more often!

Bing Qingyu would not do business at a loss!

Feng Yinan raised his head and asked with red eyes: "You are talking nonsense, my parents are not dead!"

Bing Qingyu nodded along with him: "Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense, your parents are living well, and they can still cook for you at night."

What he said was so perfunctory that Feng Yinan thought that Bing Qingyu was speaking ironically.

At this moment, everything about hijacking, life safety, and integrity became empty, Feng Yinan only felt that his belief all along had been extinguished.

He is so convinced that his parents who love him still live somewhere in the world, he is so convinced that as long as he is obedient, he will see his parents one day...

Feng Yinan clearly remembered that in the year when his mother and father left, the Alliance of Gods frequently rioted, appeared in every corner of the empire, and was even active in the imperial capital.

Although the emperor did not say where his mother and father went, but from the few words of the adults, Feng Yinan knew that his mother and father were captured by the Alliance of Gods.

And now, this masked guy is also from the Alliance of Gods.

At this time, Nan Jing finished the food, took the plate and walked to Feng Yinan, who buried his face in his knees, and said, "Honey, you haven't eaten tonight."

Feng Yinan: "Woooooo!"

Nan Jing: "..."

Bing Qingyu shook her head innocently: "I don't know anything!"

Nan Jing was angry: "Why are you teasing him? He is still a child, how old are you?"

Bing Qingyu felt aggrieved and wanted to wipe away tears.

Nan Jing put the plate next to him, and listened to his son's suppressed crying, although he felt a little uncomfortable, but for some reason, he remembered the image of Feng Mengmeng's little crying bag a few years ago, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's done, I won't really eat you up, why cry? Use more energy."

Nan Jing squatted in front of Feng Yinan, comforting her in a rather strange way.

He really "hijacked" his child just because he couldn't help it for a while, which was completely beyond Nan Jing's expectation, and kidnapping Feng Yinan would undoubtedly bring Nan Jing great trouble——

Landis will definitely grit his teeth with hatred this time, and mobilize all the power he can mobilize to hunt down the night enchantress.

However, as a parent who hasn't seen her baby in seven years, Nan Jing doesn't regret doing so.

Feng Yinan raised his head, and said with tears in his eyes, "You better not let me go, or I'll kill you sooner or later—hiccup!"

Nan Jing: "..."

Not convincing at all, okay?

Mengmeng's habit of hiccupping whenever she cries has not been changed for so many years.

Nan Jing couldn't hold back, touched Feng Yinan's head, and said, "Eat, kid."

Feng Yinan sniffled sadly: "I won't eat, I won't eat, woo woo woo!"

Nan Jing frowned, showing the aura of being the only person who beat Feng Mengmeng back then, and said seriously: "If you don't eat, you have to eat."

Feng Yinan was taken aback by the familiar tone, and after being stunned, he continued to cry loudly: "Wuuuuuu, my mother and father have been killed by you for so many years, and you still force me to eat, I won't eat or not Don’t eat—burp!”

Feng Yinan's parents who were murdered: "..."

Under Nan Jing's [-]% reproachful gaze, Bing Qingyu bit the bullet and said: "This time it was really a misunderstanding, I swear to God."

"God has no time for you."

Nan Jing took a towel and lifted his son's face to wipe him, and said with a sneer, "Whatever he says, are you stupid? You believe everything others say, why are you so easy to deceive."

Feng Yinan felt that the person who wiped his face with sarcastic remarks was so gentle.

After crying and crying, and venting her grievances, Feng Yinan finally felt hungry with satisfaction after getting Nan Jing to swear that his mother and father were still alive.

Sweet and spicy fish meatballs, shrimp soldiers and crab three delicacies, cold mushrooms, plus the sweet and soft porridge that melts in the mouth, Feng Yinan almost forgot that he is now a captive!

It's useless even if he fights up, it's better to be patient and savor the beauty of the world with peace of mind, this is the true meaning of life!