Obviously, the little girl didn't realize the danger. She tilted her head, smart and beautiful eyes, and looked at Zhao Wanxi and Wuji Zunzhu, with a pure face.

Zhao Wanxi hugs her daughter and turns her eyes to Wuji Zunzhu. She catches a flash of regret in the man's eyes. Obviously, he also cares about tong'er's life and death!

Seeing her daughter safe and sound, Zhao Wanxi took a deep breath, pretended to be calm and relaxed, and spat out: "have breakfast!"

Tong son one hand holding mother, one hand holding strange uncle's armor big hand, bouncing toward the direction of the kitchen, just like nothing.

Wujizun glanced at the little girl more than once. Tong'er's face was ruddy and tender. She was really unhurt and showed no sign of poisoning.

Zhao Wanxi also had doubts in her heart. That day, in the palace, she saw with her own eyes that every man's palm fell down, it would take his life. His toxicity had gone deep into the bone marrow and melted into the blood

But Tong son kisses him unexpectedly safe and sound, this doubt Zhao Wanxi can put in the heart for a while.

Outside the kitchen door, a mu was surprised to see tong'er's lively appearance.

"Sister tong'er, she..."

Leng Zitong went forward and hugged brother amu's arm intimately: "have breakfast..."

In the ordinary days extremely dislikes Tong son's some boy, this time unexpectedly did not push away her, stupidly lets the little girl drag to pull to enter the kitchen, sits in front of the dining table still not to return to the God.

Tong er's younger sister is the first person to touch her father besides him!

Is Tong er's younger sister the same kind as them?

A boy can't help but repeatedly steal to sit in the body side of tonger sister, eyes obviously no longer like before so indifferent.

"Brother amu, do you like noodles?"

"Well."

"Brother amu, give you more eggs..."

"Well."

"Strange uncle, eating more vegetables is good for your skin. Your lips are so black..."

"Well."

"Strange uncle, actually Your mouth is so sweet. It's as sweet as tong'er's candy bar from dad. "

“……”

On the dining table, the atmosphere is strange. Only hearing tong'er's happy laughter like a silver bell, Wuji Zunzhu and his son have very similar auras, coldly, stuffy, expressionless, without waves.

Zhao Wanxi can't help glancing at the man's dark purple lips. Tong'er says Is his lips sweet? As sweet as the candy bar from my father? Such adjectives are easy to imagine.

Unfortunately, when she looked at the man, she was precisely caught by the eagle like eyes of the Supreme Lord.

The woman's guilty heart quickly took back her sight, and her whole face was almost buried in the bowl. She only felt her ears were hot and pretended to be eating noodles seriously.

Although she didn't look up, Zhao Wanxi could still feel the fiery sight from the other side, and the air seemed to solidify in an instant.

Just then, Jin Ling's voice came out of the door, breaking the awkward atmosphere --

"Lord, I have something important to report!"

Jin Ling's eyes cautiously glanced at Zhao Wanxi's direction. It was very important and inconvenient to be in front of others.

"sit at the dinner table and say in a low voice! There are no outsiders here... "

No outsiders? Jin Ling's eyes were slightly dazed. Isn't doctor Zhao an outsider?