"If you want to kill her, then you will be the enemy of our Fu family." Sheng Wanqing said in a loud voice. She didn't mind falling out at all. She took out a knife from her cheongsam and put it against Feng Lu's neck.
Feng Yunshu was frightened again and again.
There was no surprise in Fu Jingkong's eyes at his mother's sudden action. This was something she could do.
Even Feng Yunshu didn't see where Sheng Wanqing took out the dagger. The dagger was sharp and shiny. She placed it on her sixth brother's neck. Her sixth brother's expression remained unchanged. The red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows made his face look even more handsome, and his body was indifferent.
There was already a cold light in his eyes.
"If you dare to touch a hair on Dudu, I will kill you without a burial place."
"I mean what I say. At worst, we can perish together." Feng Yunshu looked at the light in Sheng Wanqing's eyes, which never faded.
This Sheng Wanqing was really beyond her expectations.
A dagger can be hidden in a cheongsam.
Feng Yunshu could never have imagined this. She slapped her head and thought that when that idiot Jiang Yan came to bother her again, she would directly stab his Kun'er with a dagger.
Just do it.
Feng Yunshu decided to ask Sheng Wanqing for advice.
This way you can protect yourself and disgust others.
What could Feng Lu do under Sheng Wanqing's coercion and inducement?
Besides, he didn't want to touch Dudu at all. He was destined to die young and his fate was extremely complicated.
And he is from another world.
"I won't touch her, and I won't do that."
"She is my sister after all." The man's thick eyelashes drooped, covering most of the emotions in his eyes.
The face became more and more delicate, and there was a feeling of being pitiful. Sheng Wanqing didn't know if it was an illusion. Sheng Wanqing even felt that she deserved to die. She retracted the knife, but when she thought of Dudu's safety, she suddenly didn't think she deserved to die. Anyone who hurt Dudu deserved to die.
And there are also disgusting people, including Jiang Yan with his butt sticking out.
So Feng Lu stayed at the Fu family.
This annoyed Fu Chen, and he looked at him with a hint of vigilance.
All the children of the Feng family are good-looking, especially Feng Lu, whose temperament is not like that of an ordinary person.
His wife has a habit of looking at handsome men.
Fu Chen was very worried because he was afraid that her old habit would break out.
That day, he secretly called Sheng Wanqing aside.
Avoided his son, Feng Yunshu, Feng Lu, and Dudu.
To avoid them calling him childish, he is a very mature president and definitely not childish.
He buried his head in Sheng Wanqing's shoulder.
"You won't be seduced by other handsome boys, right?"
"You swear quickly, you swear quickly, otherwise I won't be able to let go."
"Feng Lu is like a light bulb."
Dudu suddenly wanted to go out for a walk at night. She finally had a healthy body. She saw two figures under the eaves and was startled.
"Oh, get out of the way." Sheng Wanqing said coquettishly, but Fu Chen still didn't let go.
He continued to hold her waist, "Tell me quickly that you won't be blinded by other young handsome guys, and then I'll let you go. Does that mean you don't like me anymore just because I'm old?"
It seems like Uncle Fu is acting like a spoiled brat...
Maybe it's because he usually has a cold face.
I have never been gentle.
Except for his wife and children.
Dudu was already used to his cold look, but this was the first time she saw Uncle Fu acting like a spoiled child, and it was like red rain from the sky.
Dudu stood there, not knowing how to react.
A delicate boy appeared in front of her. He put his finger on his lips and picked her up. Dudu's body was hanging in his arms, hugging Brother Jingkong's neck.
In the garden, the sky was full of stars, circling around the moon.
There is a swing in the garden. It is well protected and made of flower baskets.
"Do you want to swing?" Fu Jingkong said to Dudu.
Dudu was very interested in the swing made of flowers.
Her little body can fit in just fine without falling out.
"Then Brother Kongkong will come too."
"good."
A hint of smile flashed across Fu Jingkong's eyes. The delicate and cold little boy only showed this smile when facing Dudu.
He put Dudu next to him and the two of them swung together.
"My dad is a spoiled brat. He likes to act spoiled in front of my mom, so don't be surprised, Dudu."
"Oh, I'm used to it." He sighed, and when the boy talked about his parents, there was life in his eyes.
Dudu laughed loudly.
"Sister Wanqing is a very lovely person, and so is Uncle Fu."
"Dudu, when we grow up, I will take you to see the most beautiful aurora."
So you have to live well, Fu Jingkong thought silently in his heart.
"Really?"
"The aurora is particularly beautiful. My father took me there when I was a child, along with my mother. We took photos in front of it. It was a world of ice and cold."
Fu Jingkong described it to her.
The young boy's voice was steady and clear. They didn't know that a man in a moon-white robe appeared behind them.
The man was as tall and straight as a pine tree, with a cool and aloof temperament.
He just stared at the boy and the little girl sitting on the swing woven with flower baskets without blinking.
"Grow up well, sister Dudu,"
The little boy touched the head of the girl next to him.
"I will definitely grow up well, and we must see the beautiful aurora."
Dudu thought about it and pulled the little boy's little finger.
The young boy pursed his lips shyly.
"We'll make a promise and stick to it for a hundred years."
This was told to her by the sister in the next bed. In this way, they could realize their wish.
The man in the moon-white robe suddenly looked up at the sky.
God did not reveal his true face and sent the stars and the moon for decoration.
Dotted the world.
He never knew how cruel and unfair he was.
I always favor some people and hate some people.
A trace of sadness suddenly flashed across his eyes, as if he had found the meaning of his existence.
He stretched out his hand with his palm facing upwards. His slender fingers were illuminated by the moon and stars, looking very white, so white that his face was pale.
The man muttered to himself.
"I think I understand something."
Fu Jingkong has very good hearing.
He turned around and saw Feng Lu standing behind them.
Dudu also saw Feng Lu.
His face was very pale, as pale as a ghost.
Could it be that he is sick like himself, Dudu thought to himself?
Although she was very afraid of Feng Lu.
But he still asked, "Are you sick? Feng...Lu?"
She could never call him brother because she was not recognized by the Feng family.
"You can call me Sixth Brother. I'm not sick."
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