Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor!

As a result, Yun Huan stirred the soup with Qin Yi's hand, looking at the doubt between Qin Yi's eyebrows, and said lightly: "You can also see that he looks like you three-pointers and four-pointers like me."

Qin must take a look, really, Xiao Lan's outline is four points similar to Yun Huan, and her thin, pink lips are exactly the same as Yun Huan's. As for the phoenix eyes, her shadow is faint, but hers are longer and narrower, Xiao Lan Maybe young, but round.

And there are three points of her shadow between the eyebrows.

Qin Yi helped his forehead, if he carried this little guy out, others would think it was her and Yun Huan's child.

Xiao Lan's chest was very small, "Fool, you are my contractor, I look like you, what's the fuss about."

Qin Yi gave Xiaolan a cool look, "It's nothing like me, but you can tell me why you are like Yun Huan, he is not your contractor."

Xiaolan's body trembled, and then lowered his head with some guilty conscience. Can he say that this man is the most handsome he has ever seen.

Of course I can't say that, he is the great Ice Phoenix, so of course I can't say the reason for being so low.

Xiao Lan blinked his watery phoenix eyes, and Qin Yi's shadow was faintly visible on his pink face. He ran to Yun Huan, and the second uncle commanded like: "I'm hungry, hurry up."

Don't say it, don't even look at Yun Huan for not allowing Xiaolan to approach Qin Yi, but facing Xiaolan who is somewhat similar to Qin Yi, he really can't bear it.

He had not participated in the little guy's childhood, but looking at the little blue watery phoenix eyes, he couldn't help thinking whether his little guy was so cute and well-behaved when he was a child.

Furthermore, he has another selfishness, and he takes Xiaolan out, and no one covets his little guy. After all, they have "children".

Yun Huan squeezed the little blue fleshy little face, rare and cheerful, "I see."

The three had a lovely meal.

In the Star Continent at this time, when Feng Qingge woke up, he felt uncomfortable that something was pressing on him, and when he opened his eyes, the enchanting Feng eyes were full of disgust.

With a dark face, he kicked the man who did what he wanted, and Feng Qingge sorted out some messy clothes.

Jun Moli looked at Feng Qingge pitifully, and Yaozhi's eyes were twitching, "Ge'er, my husband hasn't been in bed for several days."

Feng Qingge slapped Hache gracefully, and her bright red bedclothes slipped slightly, revealing her white collarbone, which was extremely alluring, "It's my business, continue to sleep outside."

The white and tender fingers pointed outside.

Jun Moli just wanted to say something, when a red light flashed, a delicate doll suddenly appeared. The doll was about six years old, with a delicate white face, exactly the same as Feng Qingge.

This is the little man with a stern face, a very mature, unspeakable contrast.

When Feng Qingge saw the blush, there was nowhere else in his eyes that there was Jun Moli, she directly caught the blush and put a scent on his little face.

"Little Crimson, isn't it about cultivation? Why did you come out so quickly?"

Jun Moli almost didn't bite her silver teeth, looking at Feng Qingge with an indistinguishable face.

Blushing with a small face, a hint of disapproval flashed in his open phoenix eyes, he calmly moved far away from Feng Qingge, and then he said, "Little Lan, the tragedy is successful."

Little Wawa's voice is very cold, but when it comes to her younger brother, there is a slight softness in her eyes.

Feng Qingge was overjoyed, "Really, that's great."