Chapter 70

Like the chick plot, the chick always has a good feeling and dependence on the first person he opens his eyes to see.

Since childhood, Conghua has been accompanied by Fengting mo. it's no wonder that she has such a great dependence on Fengting mo.

Feng Tingmo catches xiaoconghua and touches her hair lovingly. Xiaoconghua buries her head in Feng Tingmo's arms. This subconscious action makes Feng Tingmo frown again. Something's wrong.

"Well?"

Did not hear Chang Cong's answer, Feng Ting Mo looked at her eyes more impatient, slightly up the tail, showing that the man's inner patience has been exhausted.

Porridge, which is not always a thought, make complaints about the small green onion that he threw directly into the man's arms. It is really a sealed court. At this time, the eyes are too sharp, which makes her feel a little breathless.

Especially when I heard the sound of "um", the careful liver of Chang Cong trembled unconsciously. The man's voice was cold, and it sounded unpopular.

In addition, the closed bamboo forest around now is not as quiet as before, but more gloomy

Those horror films I saw before all came to my mind unconsciously. The woods in the wilderness are really a good place to kill and throw corpses

The goose bumps on Chang Cong's body are more cheerful

"Xiaoconghua was just careless and almost fell down. Thanks to Congzhou's elder sister, she pulled xiaoconghua in time and didn't knock it..."

Xiao Conghua hugged Feng Tingmo's neck and said softly.

Feel Baba seems to be a little angry, Xiao Conghua quickly said what he just did, head gently rubbed against Feng Tingmo's chest, obviously don't want him to lose his temper.

Hearing the sound of Xiao Conghua, Chang Cong came back to his senses. He was a little embarrassed. He had just thought about something in his mind. He was really convinced. He was so worried

"It's because I didn't care about shallot flower. Fortunately, it's OK in the end."

Often porridge made up a, take the responsibility to himself, afraid that he blame xiaoconghua.

It's just that Chang Cong forgot. With Feng Tingmo's character as a slave daughter, even if it's not her fault, she may be relieved. How can she blame Xiao Conghua

Sure enough, hearing Xiao Conghua's words, Feng Tingmo was nervous for a moment. Hurriedly checked the small scallion in the bosom, the small scallion also obediently lets him check.

It's not until I see that there is no wound.

It's just that Chang Cong is not so lucky. Feng Ting doesn't look at how gentle Xiao Conghua's expression is, and how indifferent Chang Cong's sight is, just like seeing an enemy.

Chang Cong, who was shot in a strange way: who did she provoke! Why does this man look at her like this! Although it is true that she is wrong, it is not so.

"It was just because Xiao Conghua was in a hurry and didn't pay attention at the moment... Hey, don't go!"

As soon as Chang Cong wanted to explain, he found that the man just picked up Xiao Conghua and left. He didn't want to pay any attention to her, leaving her alone in the same place.

"Why are you so unreasonable?"

Chang Cong is still trying to tell Feng Tingmo about what happened just now. She doesn't want to be wronged in vain, but the man is obviously not interested in listening to her, leaving her a cold back and walking towards the house.

Chang Cong

"It's too much!"

No matter how unfair Chang Cong's heart is, she obviously has no place to reason. She is really crazy just now. She even wants to reason with that man. That man is unreasonable!

"Baba, it's really xiaoconghua. If you're not careful, it's not my fault."

Looking at Feng Ting, Mo immediately took her and left. Xiao Conghua was worried. It was really her fault just now. How could Baba blame her sister congee.

"It's her fault that she doesn't take good care of her."

Feng Tingmo left only a few words and stopped talking. Xiao Cong was thinking hard about what it means to be "in bad custody". Unfortunately, no matter how she wandered around, she couldn't think of it.

But seeing the distance between the two people getting farther and farther, Xiao Conghua couldn't think of any "bad care", so he quickly asked Feng Ting not to go slower.

"Baba, if you walk slowly, sister conghou will not be able to keep up. She will be lost. Last time xiaoconghua was lost, she was afraid!"

Obviously think of their own experience before, Xiao Conghua emotional some excited, hands and feet move disorderly want to let Feng Ting Mo go slower.

"Don't move. What if you fall?"

Looking at the worried little scallion in her arms, Feng Tingmo frowned and stopped helplessly. What kind of enchanting soup did the woman give to the little scallion to make it like her?

"Keep up."

Feng Ting Mo said to Chang Cong who was in a daze.

"Porridge sister fast with Baba, don't with the last scallion flower, lost."

Xiao Conghua's worried voice also followed. If it wasn't for Feng Tingmo holding her tightly, she was afraid that she would have run directly to pull Chang Cong's hand.

Ordinary porridge in a daze

In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to talk to her, it's that she's really holding her breath and watching Feng Ting Mo go further and further. Although she's anxious, she just doesn't want to move at her feet.

But when she opened the distance, she already began to regret. After all, it was getting dark. There were bamboo forests all around, and she couldn't see anything else.

But it's the unknown that makes people most afraid, because I don't know when something terrible will pop up.

Although she knew that this was a safe area, otherwise Fengting would be relieved that xiaoconghua would come here, but she still couldn't help thinking about what she didn't have

After a wild imagination, her hair would stand up, but she was reluctant to follow, so she spent

Just when she could not hold it, Feng Tingmo's voice came over. Although the man's voice was so annoying and cold, it would be like the sound of nature to Chang Cong.

The people who looked at him were very pleased.

"OK, sister, come here now. Don't worry about xiaoconghua."

And the sound of the small scallion let often porridge more heart, or the most lovely scallion.

Looking at Chang Cong catching up, Feng Tingmo didn't stay any longer. He turned around and went on, but the pace was slow enough for Chang Cong to catch up.

But it's not that he wants to be slow, it's actually xiaoconghua in his arms, looking at the back of changcong, reminding him to walk slowly from time to time, so that changcong can keep up.

Feng Tingmo

Fortunately, although the process of twists and turns, three people finally arrived at the final destination.