The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 713 Seeing Mo Wuchen?
The small movements between the two were not seen by many people, after all, everyone's eyes were focused on the two little guys.

Feng Jin looked at the hundred-year-old strand in front of her, her eyes were yellow and drilled, and she stretched out her small hand to grab the braid in her hand, looking at it curiously.

However, after not watching for a few seconds, he just threw it aside as if he was frivolous, and didn't look at it anymore.

She looked up at the people around her, turned her head, changed direction, and crawled to the left.

Everyone looked at the two little guys curiously, wanting to see what they would choose.

Feng Jin didn't pay attention to the gazes of the people around her, and just walked towards the target, kicking and kicking with two short legs, very vigorously.

After climbing for more than a minute, he finally stopped and sat on the spot, as if he was resting.

Everyone is one of them. She crawled here because she took a fancy to the dagger beside her.

After all, around her, there was only an empty dagger on it.

Nangong Xueling raised her eyebrows: "Does Xiao Fengjin like to use daggers?" She didn't see it, she really didn't see it.

Looking at the appearance of the powder carved jade, and then holding a dagger, the scene is not harmonious no matter how you look at it.

The corners of Lan Zihan's lips curled up slightly, and she didn't answer.

I just wondered in my heart, could it be that my daughter has inherited her, and also took a fancy to the dagger?
Leng Yichen's deep eyes are full of pampering, you can choose anything, but if it is the dagger, it is really the same as his little guy, he likes daggers,

Feng Jin looked down at the dagger beside her, turned her head, and stopped looking at it. That movement and appearance were not what everyone thought at all.

She didn't fancy the dagger.

Kicking off two short legs, he continued to crawl forward.

"Xiao Feng Jin, there's no way there, turn around." Nangong Xueling watched Feng Jin's movements and unconsciously reminded her.

After finishing speaking, he secretly scolded himself as an idiot, and people couldn't understand it at all.

Feng Jin ignored the voice behind her, and yi8jiu lay forward on her stomach.

Lan Zihan and Leng Yichen were also ruthless in their separation, and they were all prepared so that no accident would happen to Feng Jin.

Feng Jin climbed to the edge of the table and finally stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they were curious, what was she crawling there for?
Feng Jin supported the table with two chubby little hands, raised her head, looked at Mo Wuchen in front of her with a pair of star-like eyes, her eyelashes often flickered, her pink and tender face was really cute, cracked open. Small mouth, laughing like a silver bell, very happy.

Mo Wuchen looked at Feng Jin who was smiling at him with a pair of eyes as clear as a fairy, and blinked his eyes for a while, a smile appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth also had a slight curvature.

That smile dazzled everyone's eyes.

After all, people in the Blood Palace rarely see Mo Wuchen smiling.

Feng Jin blinked her big cute eyes, stared at Mo Wuchen, stretched out two fleshy little hands, and stretched them in the direction of Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen looked at Feng Jin's movements, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, but the arc at the corner of his mouth did not disappear. He walked towards Feng Jin, stretched out his hand, and hugged her in his arms.

"Hehe..." Feng Jinyi laughed like a silver bell in Mo Wuchen's arms again, and the immature laughter infected everyone in the field.

Nangong Xueling looked at Feng Jin smiling so happily in Mo Wuchen's arms, turned her head to look at Lan Zihan and said jokingly: "Zihan, Xiao Fengjin has taken a fancy to Wuchen."

(End of this chapter)