Chapter 982

Looking at Zheng Zixu who was smiling wickedly, Feng Qingge's whole body got goosebumps, she tilted her head to look at Mu Cangyun and asked, "Is there something wrong between them?"

"What do you think? Have you noticed anything different?" With a soft smile, Mu Cangyun sipped the tea beside him, but didn't say anything.

What's different?

Could it be that the little ruffian likes Bu Jinyu? Otherwise, why are those eyes so ambiguous, and... Bu Jinyu actually blushed! How long does it take to be so explosive, these two just...

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Feng Qingge said in a low voice, "Little ruffian, aren't you afraid that your brother will rush over and kill Chef Bu?"

"Go, what are you doing to kill him?" Zheng Zixu hadn't reacted yet, and then he realized that what Feng Qingge said was wrong, his whole body tightened, and he hurriedly shouted: "It's not what you think, there's nothing between us, you Ah, what are you holding in your mind, fifth brother, take care of your glutinous rice balls or not, now you are thin into shrimp dumplings, and you are still talking nonsense!"

"Pfft!" Yan Wu, who was still drinking water, directly sprayed it out. This sentence is like a shrimp dumpling. It's really apt to describe it.

When did she have a nickname, which shrimp dumpling would be as thin as her?

Seeing Feng Qingge's skeptical eyes, Zheng Zixu picked up the shrimp dumplings on the side dish. Can that be called shrimp dumplings? A thin skin is wrapped with a little meat, and it's thinly wrapped. Her little finger is thick, and it looks like she is really pitifully thin.

Zheng Zixu pouted, rolled his eyes, shook his feet, and said, "This is the pepper powder from your family...Aah, your Mo Qing made it. He said that meat is the most beautiful, and it tastes good when you eat it. I love you, uncle, what are you shrimp dumplings, it's just a dough roll, what else do you eat?"

"Hey, you eat and drink. If I can do it, it's pretty good. If you just eat, you're so picky. If you keep pigs like you, the people will not lose. What a call!" Rolling up his sleeves, Mo Qing stared directly at Zheng Zixu, he had been busy for so long, and he didn't even see what Zheng Zixu was doing, and he was nagging like this while eating, such a person should be beaten to death!

"You say it again, I promise to beat you until your mother doesn't even know you, so dare to challenge me!" Zheng Zixu was so angry that he almost vomited blood, he grabbed the folding fan on the table and patted it in the direction of Mo Qing, the two The big man turned around the dining table, and it seemed strange no matter how he looked at it.

Feng Qingge smiled lightly, but that green figure walked out from behind, holding a vegetable basket full of freshly picked lettuce leaves. She had pigtails and looked as cute as a porcelain doll. Red, there is a red mark on his forehead. For some reason, Feng Qingge felt that the pattern looked a bit like a human eye. It's just closed, not open yet.

She still had lettuce leaves in her mouth, and her light green skirt made her look small and cute. Behind her, followed by a chubby little boy with long silver hair tied behind his head, pointed ears still outside, a little red on his nose, a big stick in his mouth, Holding a dozen plates of overlapping meat slices in his hand, he shouted inarticulately: "Get out of the way, the meat is here."

"Huh?" It seemed that they found Feng Qingge on the other side, and the two who came out were stunned.

Feeling their gazes, Feng Qingge couldn't help but stunned, these two people are very familiar. Subconsciously, she showed a smile and waved: "Hello..."

"Wow, song song!"

"Light song!"

Two small figures rushed over at the same time, and the vegetables and meat in their hands were thrown to the side. Bu Jinyu and Zheng Zixu hurriedly took action to catch the plates. Mo Qing just stretched out his hand, and the other pot of vegetables was already there. It was buckled on his head, and there were green leaves on his head.

Fa stared at the people in front of him, Feng Qingge holding them in his left and right hands, the voice was very familiar, they...

"Chiu Chiu, Little Fatty?" Looking at the two little things in front of him, Feng Qingge's eyes widened, how is this possible, how can these two little things turn into human figures?

Seeing Feng Qingge's sluggish appearance, Mu Cangyun stretched out his hand and touched the little ear of the little chubby dun'er, and said softly, "The Xuanyuan power you unleashed in Chaoyang Sect was too strong, causing them to evolve as well, the three-eyed phantom butterfly. It's been a while since they're out of the toddler stage, but they're all in human form."

"It's not fair. I've been with my daughter-in-law for so long, and I still can't change shape. They are younger than me, and their cultivation base is worse than me. Why can they change into human shape? I'm not convinced, wow!" The old demon cat on the side was rolling on the ground, and its sharp little claws were scratching the chair beside him. It was really tearful.

The puppy and the little butterfly that it looked down upon in the past were all transformed into human form before it, so why is it so much worse. If it can transform into a human form, it can marry the daughter-in-law around him. I hate it, why is it still like this, I can't sleep with my daughter-in-law.

"The soup is here...Hey, Qingge, master, you are here!" Qi Ling, who was carrying a hot pot, was even more exaggerated. He took out a big iron pot and seemed to have just played with these two little things. However, his face was covered with ash from the bottom of the pot, and the corners of his mouth still had traces left after stealing.

Nodding her head, Feng Qingge looked at the large group of people in front of her and couldn't help but smile. It felt so good. Everyone is there, at least, she won't be the same as before, there is only one person.

Where is the heart, where is the home.

"Qingge, I want to inform you!" Little Fatty's ears perked up, and he broke free from Feng Qingge's arms. Before he could speak, the blue beads on the other side were moved like lightning, and he brushed it. into his mouth.

Ruo Shui raised his eyebrows indifferently and said indifferently: "It's time to give it back to you, just one step away, you can reshape your true body."

"Er..." That bead is...

Feng Qingge's pupils shrank involuntarily, the blue beads in Little Fatty's mouth melted and fell to the ground like smoke. The long robe of landscape painting fell on the ground, and the lazy figure sat on the chair beside him, supporting one hand with one hand. Holding his forehead, his sword brows slightly raised, with a lazy breath, he raised his head to look at the group of people opposite, the corner of his mouth raised upwards, and asked indifferently, "Are you all stupid?"

"Master!" Looking at the familiar figure, with a disdainful expression on his face, Feng Qingge's nose became sour, he released the chirp in his arms, and immediately rushed towards the burning stick. I thought I would never see the person in front of me again...