The Ice Lord Prime Minister’s Black-Bellied Wife

"Then you want to play?"

Bai Xi froze, this man will not be like the last competition, no matter what she said, insist on letting her go "play". When she was about to speak, Feng Ming directly blocked her words.

"Don't think." Jin Mu moved, looking at the stadium, no longer speaking.

"Uh?" What? What happened to this man? Suddenly asked herself if she wanted to play, and then dropped a word that made her forget it, strange, really strange man.

It seems that men's hearts are more difficult to guess than women's hearts.

Soon, the game entered a heated stage. The two sides tied with a two to two tie. No matter which team scored another goal, the team's odds of becoming a winner are very large.

There was a cheering sound, a shouting sound, and the atmosphere on the field was very tense. At the last moment, Murong Qingchen broke his steady and mature kick, and even used a flower style. Kick, perfectly and beautifully shot the ball into the goal.

As soon as the goal was scored, the whistle announcing the end of the game also sounded. The final winner of this game of Cuju was naturally the red team led by Murong Qingchen.

Perhaps because of the joyful atmosphere at the scene, Bai Xi also laughed, and Murong Qingchen's last ball surprised her. He even changed his previous style and played a fancy kick. I believe many people didn't expect this.

"You are not allowed to laugh at him!" Dan Mo suddenly drifted into Bai Xi's ear with a dissatisfied voice.

Bai Xi glanced at the man next to him a little unclearly. He just said that he shouldn't laugh at him? Who is he? And did she just smile at someone just now?

"Yue Gongzi." Murong Qingchen's voice suddenly interrupted Bai Xi's voice that was about to speak.

"Master Murong." Bai Xi stood up and looked at Murong Qingchen who had come to the auditorium. "Master Murong has a good skill."

"Yue Gongzi is interested in Cuju?" He seemed to see him laughing just now. Does that mean he is no longer angry with him.

Before Bai Xi had time to speak, someone had answered on her behalf, "She is not interested."

After Murong Qingchen heard the words, her clear eyes flickered, her beautiful forehead slightly lifted, and a light smile on her face, "Can the son of Moon be angry about the last thing?"

"Which thing?" She hadn't even remembered the one that made her angry?

"Living in Murong House." Murong Qingchen deliberately leaned over and narrowed the distance between the two. Although the voice was small, Feng Ming could hear it aside.

"Master Murong cares if I'm still angry about this?" She had to forget the incident. In fact, after she won the title of Murong House's street in Beijing, her anger was gone.

"Yep."

"I'm not angry." Bai Xi spit out slowly. For Murong Qingchen, she still maintained this initial idea. So far, more friends like him will naturally benefit her a lot. But I wonder if they will become enemies in the future?

Murong Qingchen's originally high-hearted heart settled down instantly. When he heard that he was no longer angry, he felt a lot easier, perhaps because he didn't want to let him lose his friend Yuehua, or maybe Yes……

"Yue Gongzi still remembers what I said at the Hongxiang Pavilion."

"of course."

"This sentence is still valid. If you need me to help, just speak."

"OK." Bai Xi readily agreed.

Murong Qingchen's reaction was the same as before, with a smile on his face. For him, this sentence was enough.

"Oh, Orange and Yuezi seem to be talking well." Feng Chun appeared suddenly and said with a smile on her face.

Murong Qingchen's sharp eyes glared, as if to say, no more orange.

Feng Chun directly ignored the glance that Murong Qingchen glared over, "Yue Gongzi, would you like to make a gesture someday?"

"Smelly, stay away from them." Feng Ming suddenly pulled Bai Xi to his side, and Jin Mo gave a glance at Murong Qingchen and Feng Chun indifferently.

"Brother, where are we smelling?" Feng Chun sniffed and smelled the smell on her body, but did not find any odor.

"Brother, it's a bit smelly." Feng Shuangshuang whispered, holding her nose in cooperation.

"You stinky girl."

"Haha ..." Feng Shuangshuang stepped back and laughed, she could finally see her brother look ugly.

Feng Ming ignored it and pulled Bai Xi to turn around and walk away, because the two walked side by side, and the wide sleeved robe just covered their hands holding each other, so no one left in the audience Seeing this scene, otherwise they would faint to death. But one person saw it.

In various admiration, admiration, and jealous eyes, Bai Xi and Feng Ming have also gradually gone.

"Orange, you ’re really different to that month's boy." Feng Chun raised an eyebrow, and his face continued to smile. Although he had guessed a few points, it was just his guess, and he didn't get the orange. Personally confirmed. And he believes that even Orange doesn't know the feeling himself.

Murong Qingchen regained his gaze, glared at Feng Chun, and then left steadily. The players behind him naturally followed.

"It's funny!" Feng Chun held her hands and put her head on her head, her eyes shining like hunters found their prey.

"Brother, what's interesting?"

Feng Chun didn't answer, and she walked slowly, thinking about what method he would use to keep the oranges at Feng's house next?

"Brother, have you noticed something interesting and told Shuanger, OK?" Feng Shuangshuang trot caught up and asked with a look of interest.

"Smelly girl, didn't you think I stink just now?" Feng Chun photographed the little hands with his arms around him.

"Are you there? No, how could I possibly think my brother smells bad. That's what Brother Ming said, how could I say that." Feng Shuangshuang pretended to be stupid and full, leaving everything just to Feng Ming.

Feng Chun couldn't help laughing, and her big hand touched Feng Shuangshuang's small head.

"Brother, you have fun, you must tell Shuanger."

"Don't you like to pester me, like to rely on your brother Yue?" Sometimes I often hear this girl hangs the name Yue, his brother is a little bit jealous, and thinks about his biological brother It's not as good as the kid who hasn't been with Frost for a few days.

"Which one, I like to entangle my brother the most." Feng Shuangshuang clasped his brother's arms even more coquettishly.

"I don't think so, your favorite is your brother Li." Feng Chun unceremoniously exposed the point in her heart and thought carefully. Although he hasn't spent much time with Shuang Er in these years, her He still understands that point of thinking.