Chapter 937: Undercurrent

Upon seeing this, the little princess of the Barbarian tribe felt distressed, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover Feng Xuanming's beaten left face, frowned and said with a displeased expression:
"Master, how can you beat yourself! Does it hurt?"
While talking, the little princess of the Barbarian clan leaned forward and blew a few breaths into Feng Xuanming’s left face. Feng Xuanming’s body immediately stiffened, and an evil fire came out of her lower abdomen. He wanted to throw the little princess of the barbarian family on the bed and torment her severely.
But it is very strange that this time Feng Xuanming actually held back the desire in his heart, just because he didn't want to hurt the silly girl in front of him.
The little princess of the Barbarian clan flushed when she saw Feng Xuanming. She thought Feng Xuanming was ashamed. She was surprised and joked in surprise:
"Oh, master, you will blush too, Yue'er thought that master would not blush!"
After the little princess of the Barbarian clan said these words, Feng Xuanming immediately reacted, pretending to be angry at the little princess of the barbarian clan, and retorted:
"You bad girl, don't think I don't know the master. You are laughing at the master. I am thick-skinned, right? It seems that I have not disciplined you for a long time and made you so lawless. Come on, I see you still smiling Do not laugh."
As Feng Xuanming was talking, he stretched out his hand and scratched the barbarian princess's crunching nest, making the barbarian princess itch to the point, and ran around, but the barbarian princess was just as Feng Xuanming. He pressed his shoulder fiercely, unable to move, and could only be bullied by Feng Xuanming.
"Hahaha, master...I was wrong, Yue'er never dare to do it again, hahaha...Master, don't..."
For a time! The entire camp was filled with laughter from the two, especially the laughter of the little princess of the barbarian tribe, which was especially pleasant, like the sound of the crisp screaming oriole, which made people feel happy.
"Ahem!"
However, it was also at this time that a very serious cough came from outside the camp. Feng Xuanming and the barbarian princess knew that this was someone outside the camp, so they hurriedly stopped playing and returned to their usual seriousness. However, there are still two flushes on their faces, and you can see how intense the fight was just now.
Feng Xuanming knew that this couldn't be covered, so he bit his head and lowered his head, secretly laughing. The barbarian princess on the side heard the voice from her father. The barbarian princess hurriedly got up and ran to the gate of the camp, opened the curtain to the barbarian king, and invited the barbarian king in, softly. Asked:
"Father, why are you here? Didn't you say that there are many things to deal with?"
While talking, the barbarian princess lowered her head with a guilty conscience, for fear that her father would blame her for hearing the laughter just now, but what surprised the barbarian princess was that the barbarian king did not blame her. Instead, he looked at her kindly and said:
"Why? Yue'er didn't want to let King Father come to see you? Could it be that she was very happy to stay with Warrior Mu Qing, so even the King Father I forgot?"
"Wh...Where is it! How could it be? You are joking about Yue'er. If you say so, Yue'er will be unhappy."
The little princess of the Barbarian tribe didn't expect her father to say this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, her face flushed, she suddenly became even more red. The little barbarian princess had to pretend to be angry, and turned her head away, not looking at her father and king.
"Hahaha, let father see how the Mu Qing Warrior's injury has recovered."
The barbarian king knew that his baby daughter was shy, so he didn't take it to heart, but laughed more heartily, took the hand of the satisfied little princess, and walked towards the camp.
As soon as the barbarian king and the barbarian little princess walked in front of Feng Xuanming, the barbarian king and Feng Xuanming had their eyes facing each other, and they did not say a word for a long time. The undercurrents in their eyes seemed to be two. The flames are fighting fiercely.
The barbarian princess on the side thought that her father was carefully looking at her master’s injury, and hurried forward, approached Feng Xuanming, poked Feng Xuanming’s arm, and turned to look at her. Father, said with a smile on his face:
"Look, father, the master's injury has almost recovered, and now he is going to the ground and walking, these have no effect at all.
It's just that the daughter felt that the master just woke up, so she didn't let the master go to the father for the first time. Yue'er still hopes that you will not be offended.
All of this is made by Yue'er and has nothing to do with the master. Just now the master said, asking Father Yue'er if you have anything you like, thinking about sending it to you, so that you can be happy and happy. . "
When the barbarian king heard what the barbarian princess said, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he chuckled lightly, looked at his baby daughter, and asked:
"Oh, did you tell your master that month, did I like anything, father?"
While talking, the barbarian king looked at Feng Xuanming with an unpredictable look. The barbarian king's gaze made Feng Xuanming uncomfortable. However, he could only endure all this without saying a word. .
But the waves in my heart were already dark, and there were countless ways in my mind, the barbarian king in front of him, even though Feng Xuanming was thinking like this, he still stood still and looked up at the barbarian king. Chong Barbarian King smiled respectfully.
This dispelled the barbaric king who had just discovered that Feng Xuanming was worried about everything, so he returned to his former gentle and approachable appearance. Looking at Feng Xuanming couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart, this barbarian king is really a sinister and cunning person who changes his face faster than turning a book!
This scheming and tactics are definitely not inferior to him. The two of them must be equally equal, and Feng Xuanming's heart can't help but secretly ring a warning bell, only feeling that the barbarian king in front of him is a bit difficult and difficult to deal with.
The little princess of the barbarian clan was about to speak, but when she saw her father and master, staring at each other blankly, the little princess of the barbarian clan became very suspicious in her heart, and hurriedly got in between them. The sight of the two of them was blocked, and then he looked at his father and king, and said slowly:
"I told the master that the father does not particularly like Yue'er, but the father likes Yue'er very much. So I let the master treat Yue'er better so that the father will be happy."
While talking, the little princess of the Barbarian tribe looked at her father triumphantly, hoping to be appreciated by him.
"Hahaha..."
However, the barbarian king laughed heartily after hearing the words of the barbarian princess, shook his head helplessly, and poked the barbarian princess on the forehead with a smile:
"You kid, are you so shameless and shameless now? This face is really getting thicker and thicker. If this continues, it will see if you can marry in the future.
Hey? Father Wang forgot, Yue'er is going to marry your master. If your master spoils you like this, naturally you will not dislike your thick-skinned face, but yeah, you must not say this in front of outsiders in the future. It must be a joke. "