Chapter 1781: Childish Feng Yingdi (3)

"Uncle and aunt do n’t ask for it." Xiao Buxiao whispered, "And thank you very little."
Feng Feng squatted down and touched her little head. "Dad didn't blame you."
Little looked up, before Grandpa didn't let her ask anyone for anything.
"Go play." Feng Feng watched her play and was relieved.
"This is a steamed bun." Xiao Biao held a small pistol and said with a smile, "These are for Sister Nian."
"What's so small?" George asked curiously.
"Little little, don't." Little Little said, as a matter of course, she has a bear, which is Mummy's toy.
George looked up at Feng Feng, who was dressing up. "Your daughter is very dangerous. Now she is still thinking about the little bun of Chu family."
Feng Feng's hands were open, letting him change his clothes, he couldn't help but snorted coldly. The old Dalian gift was gone. Is there anything smarter than the boss? His daughter was unwilling to marry, grabbing the daughter of others, especially grabbing.
First, An Fengyang's daughter was taken over by his eldest son as soon as she was born. This daughter had just been retrieved. He said he was snatched away again.
The daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law are strong, and the leader of city A looks for Chu's.
Xiao Biao left her mouth open, she didn't miss the vegetable bun, but because she didn't play the pistol, and she was embarrassed to refuse.
Feng Feng changed his clothes and started the second scene. Today is a total of six games. If it is someone else, it may be very hurry, but for Feng Feng, it will not happen at all, because Feng Feng does not have the problem of laughing. Zhao Wanwan faced him, naturally did not dare to laugh.
There was always someone playing with him, he didn't have to worry about it, and George followed.
After playing for a while, I saw George holding Fengfeng's mobile phone, as if on the phone. She was curious, she pulled George's clothes, and turned her eyes with big eyes.
"Feng Feng is filming a movie. He may not be able to see you now. He will be closed at six in the afternoon." George said respectfully.
I don't know what to say there, George's face is a bit ugly.
"Mr. Feng, this is not something I can decide on. Mr. Feng might as well let me call Feng Feng back to you in a while?" George started, looking down and looking at himself.
George hung up the phone, squatted down and looked at Little, and then reached out and touched her little head. "Hungry? Uncle George took you to eat delicious, OK?"
Xiao Biao twisted his little head slightly, then stretched his fingers to seal the wind.
"Your dad is filming, and he will have a box lunch for him." With a little bit, George really forgot Feng Feng.
"Uncle George, the dead person is called a box lunch." Xiao Buzi said with a small mouth.
George: "..."
This little man is fine and doesn't talk when he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he can be mad.
George reached out and touched her little head. "The box lunch your dad eats is different from others, so it won't die." George lied with his eyes open.
George was still talking, and the door suddenly quieted down. George turned back and saw the four men in black standing at the door, took a little step backwards, and stepped behind the pillars. Fengfeng would not want to be small See the old Feng family.