The Chongfei Manual

Chapter 14

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Oh ... Wei Wei felt a bit bad.

He showed his teeth, did he intentionally let her see it?

He came here this time, was he looking for his own account?

It was not impossible, after all, he bit her so heavily last time. His guards almost brought him back and said that he would pull his teeth out. If it wasn't for him crying into a tear bag, there would most likely be no front teeth at this point. If the rumor wasn't false, according to the character Jing Wangjun had to report to, he wouldn't let it go.

Wei Wei thought about it in Wei Kun's arms, she didn't want to be reborn, she didn't want to provoke such a big man. He was not actually a six-year-old, his mind was a thousand times, and he thought more than others. Honorable Jing Wang status. Since he was already offended, there was no reason to regret it. It was not that he could not accept it when he apologized to her. It is better to follow the trend and rely on it. Maybe he can find another way out. He looked up from Wei Kun's arms, and his bright and bright eyes looked at Zhao Wei, one after another, looking innocent: "Thank you, Jing Wang."

It was reasonable to say that Zhao Wei was a prince. Others fear he won't be able to come. If Ayi called him Jingwang, he should not call his brother anymore. Calling her brother was a bit of a sign of friendship. However, his little breast milk sounded soft and natural, and his age was put there, it was not easy to make people think, just think that this brother is really sweet, very good.

Zhao Wei regained her gaze and bent her lips without a trace.

He could recall Zhang's cunning little appearance that day, bit him without saying anything, and then sat on the carriage and said that he was no good. Not good He thought he was what, eight duck treasures sold on the streets Shengjingcheng or pumpkin chicken? That little look really made people hate their teeth, and it's a different day than smart people now.

When he arrived at the elder, was he honest?

Zhao Wei did not speak. He did not accept his gratitude and did not express his attitude. Convergence, seriously folding ivory at the waist.

When the British publicly saw the tea in his hand, he gave a cup of tea and let Wei Wei personally pass him by. "This is the new Emei Snow Bud this spring, which is more fragrant than the average tea. There's still something left at home. The next half catty, if Wang Ye likes it, get rid of everything. "

Zhao Wei did not refuse to look at Wei Wei, "The King is not welcome."

After adding the tea, I handed the ink-covered small clock to auntie. Aunty came down from Wei Kun, took out a tea tray, and carefully walked towards Zhao Wei, raised her hand and grew her life: "Sister drinks tea."

His voice was very good, with the child's unique softness, coupled with the sound of a long tail when speaking, it sounded soft and gentle, and people had toothaches.

The little girl looked at that white and soft face, her pair of unusually bright apricot eyes, and her thick long and curled lashes, like a porcelain doll with a tribute to the Western Region. Zhao Wei had to admit that the little girl looked good. He was in no hurry to pick up, while holding the moire armor of Telimu's official hat chair, and watching him quietly.

This little girl is pretty interesting. If she was not bitten by him, she should be confused by his cute appearance.

He did not speak, Wei Wei said long and long: "Sister ..."

Zhao Wei smiled silently, took the teapot in her hand and sipped tea. He was preparing to talk. Wei Kun, below, suddenly said: "Auntie, this is Jing Wangye, not a brother."

Actually, it is not impossible to call my brother, Wei Kun is too careful. Totally counting, Wei Wei really had to call Zhao Yi a brother. Zhao Yu's birth mother was Chen Huanghou. Under Chen Huang, there was Ning Guifei, Ning Guifei and Zhongyi Bofu were families, and Zhongyi Bofu was Du's mother ... It is closely related, though complicated, but also complicated.

Wei Wei heard those words and looked at him with a sigh of relief. He licked his lips and changed his name: "Jing Wang ... My brother."

Come on, this brother can't escape.

Others might have felt that Aunt was stubborn, but Zhao Wei had seen her cleverness at a glance. This is to please her, the little girl is guilty, and she shouts to her brother, that is, he wishes he could let her go. It's very interesting, she doesn't like children, but this six-year-old girl is a little different. He put down a small clock of cover and said nothing about this title. The index finger clicked on the Eight Gods desktop. "But it's just a little effort, and it's not enough. Old man Wei said it."

Tea was revered, Xie also passed, and there was nothing left of Wei Wei. Adults talk and don't let children listen to them. Britain has publicly asked Kim Jong to take him out. He looked at Kim's neck and couldn't help but look into Zhao's eyes. Zhao Yan's eyes were deep and he was watching her, she shrank and only revealed a pair of clear and bright eyes, her small appearance was ridiculous and cute.

He did not cover the scar on his wrist, and Wei Kun looked at the row of clear purple-red teeth, which was inevitable. I always thought that I was blind, and now I will see it again. The toothbrush is still there. He asked: "With the words of the low official, the scar on Wang Ye's wrist ... Was it bitten?"

Zhao Wei held onto her chin and sighed slowly: "Bitten by a little girl."

*

From the front hall, Wei Wei went straight back to Songyuan.

He left Jin Hao's arm and stirred up his small short legs. It's not, it's not, and I haven't found it for a long time.

Kim Min asked curiously, "What is Miss looking for?"

He gestured with his hand and thought about it for a long time with his head, "I came back from the Huguo Shrine and gave me some medicine? I can improve blood circulation and treat wounds."

Back at the Huguo Temple, Mother Fu ran far away and was definitely scratched by some branches. Wei Kun felt depressed for a long time. He found a bottle of medicine the next day. The effect is very good. After the next day, his wound crusted. At this moment, he suddenly looked for her. Jin Hao was a little confused: "Is the woman's injury not good?"

He shook his head, "It's not for me, I want to give it to someone else."

Is there anyone else injured at home?

Is this for Miss Wu?

It's not impossible. Although Miss Wu is very intelligent, she is Miss Si's sister. After all, there was an overnight retaliation among the children. Wei Jin was injured today, and it made sense for Wei Wei to give her medicine. Jin Hao thought about this, then he did not hesitate to find a bottle of white glaze and blue flowers behind Duobao Pavilion, handing it to Wei Wei: "Lost go to the ginkgo garden?"

Wei Weiba blinked, some unknown, "Why go to the ginkgo garden?"

Kim Min Jong, "Are you taking gold sick medicine, not for Miss Wu ..."

He frowned his nose, and the little milk was suddenly irritated, "I didn't give it to him. He was hurt and blamed on my head. I'm not gonna give it to him."

Wei Wei's words were not without foundation. According to Wei Zheng's temperament, I was confident of suing myself in Du's embrace. Wei Zheng was not a fool. He pushed it himself. Even if he didn't mean it, he would be said to be intentional. However, Wei Wei was not afraid, because Wei Zheng's behavior was obvious to everyone, even if he said it, not many people believed.

Kim Jong suddenly lost his mind and chased after him and asked: "Who is that woman?"

Wei Wei did not take care of her, ran from the gallery, and immediately ran out of the hanging flower door. He was afraid that Zhao Wei would leave after a late move. He did not want to offend Zhao Wei. The wound he had bitten could not compensate. Sincerity should always be done.

Fortunately, the time to leave, had just arrived at the front hall, only to catch the people inside the house.

Zhao Wei walked in the middle, the British public walked half behind his left, and several uncles and Wei Kun walked in the back.

Wei Wei ran when she did not notice, and came to Zhao's feet. Because it was too short, Zhao Wei did not see it for a moment, and probably looked at the dress and did not see it. His little hand held his slender hand and shook it, finally attracting his attention.

Zhao Wei craved, the little girl ran a little pink and flushed, panting, lifting the white porcelain bottle in her hand, "sister."