Chapter 1291: Xianggong, you are mine.

With the crisp sound, Nan Yanyan went to the fruit.
But as soon as I was close to the fruit, the little body stopped suddenly.
She frowned fragilely...
No, my mother told her that she should be called a fruit brother!
In this way, he will not be taken away.
So, the little man looked up, and the delicate face flashed an endless smile. "People!"
The sound of "communication" was very loud, and it echoed throughout the hall.
At this moment, all the people were amazed, and there was no sound in the whole hall.
After a while, Feng Chuge laughed first, and then everyone laughed.
Yan Yan doesn't know why everyone laughs. She only thinks that everyone is happy for her.
She went forward and hugged the legs of the fruit. "People, oh..."
The fruit sat in the chair, listening to the laughter of everyone, feeling the eyes of everyone, the coldness of the face, completely shattered.
Although he is only five years old, his mind is already the size of a seven-eight-year-old child. Coupled with the little color of sugar candy, he knows what the word "gonggong" stands for.
Looking down, watching the little man look up at himself with his head in excitement, the fruit took a breath, then he turned his head and looked like a little adult. "Can't call me a husband, I am not."
"You are, you are!" As soon as I heard the fruit, Yan Yan immediately panicked.
She didn't want her own delicious food to be taken away by others!
"It’s the same, it’s me..." The fruit was holding the fruit, like holding a baby.
If you look closely, you can see that there is saliva from the corner of her mouth!
Yes, when I was holding the fruit, Xiao Yanyan thought of a lot of delicious things.
As everyone knows, the words and expressions of Nan Yanyan at this moment are seen in the eyes of everyone, and they are amused everyone.
In the past, Fengchu Song may have only been a joke in the past, but it has never been put in the heart, but from today, Feng Chuge almost recognized this daughter-in-law!
Xiao Yanyan, it is too! Meng! La! !
For the first time, the fruit felt this embarrassment, only to see that the people on the side looked at him and smiled, and his face once again broke the ice.
"Nan Yanyan, I ask you, do you know what Xianggong is?" Fruit looked at Yan Yan and asked.
"Eat... eat." Yan Yan's mouth has more saliva.
The fruit looks awkward.
He was never afraid of him. He was suddenly afraid of this little girl.
"Haha, okay, let's eat first." Feng Chuge looked at his son's face and couldn't hang up, busy.
She knows that fruit is very self-respecting.
In the end is her own son, even if she likes Nan Yan, she still laughs.
"Yan Yan, come here, my mother will give you delicious food."
This time, she did not claim to be a "mother", but a "mother". Undoubtedly, she affirmed the identity of this daughter-in-law.
When I heard that there was delicious food, Xiao Yanyan blinked, and the twinkles flashed a bit of joy.
Just when she was about to let go of the fruit, Yan Yan suddenly thought of something, looked up, looked at the fruit, and repeated it again and again, "Yang Gong, yes, it is mine."
I feel that I have emphasized it almost. Nan Yanyan turned around and ran to Feng Chuge.
In situ, the fruit sits on one side, and the cool expression has long ceased to exist.
On the side, sugar sugar is almost a sigh of laughter.