Chapter 890 Can the Little Ancestor Stop Making Trouble?

When Feng Chengxuan and Feng Li saw Feng Chen suddenly appearing outside the attic, they looked at each other, and couldn't help but get chills down their backs.

There is only one thought in my head, it's over!

Sheng Moran didn't expect Feng Chen to appear suddenly, but he was inexplicably relieved.

Yu Qingqian was drunk, and he was afraid that she would become violent again, none of them could restrain her, only Feng Chen had that ability.

Seeing that Yu Qingqian would throw herself into the arms of a man, Feng Chengyang acted like a baby with a sweet voice, and his expression darkened instantly.

It turns out that Minghua already has an owner? But so what.

For the time being, Feng Chen ignored the few people standing not far away who were thinking about each other, but looked down at the woman who was hugging him tightly in her arms.

"Have you had a good time?" Feng Chen asked softly, the word "happy" was emphasized.

Yu Qingqian raised her head and blinked, it's over, the sick beauty seems to be angry!

"Uncle and Feng Li took me and my brother to have fun these two days!" After being drunk, Yu Qingqian showed another side, with a bit of childishness, and her voice was full of coquetry.

But it sounded like a magic voice to Feng Chengxuan and Feng Li's ears, they both wanted to disappear immediately, this woman was too much, she betrayed them as soon as she came.

Seeing Feng Chen looking over, Feng Li's cold eyes were stained with some unknown taste, he immediately said: "Uncle took us to have a good time."

One sentence put all the responsibility on Feng Chengxuan, and it was all brought by my uncle.

"..." Feng Chengxuan's eyes widened, he looked at Yu Qingqian who was stuck in Feng Chen's arms, and then at Feng Li who was pretending to be innocent, and suddenly felt the urge to vomit blood.

These two people are too shameless, although he took them to play, but who is more crazy than him, is it really okay to push them all on him?

Feng Chen glanced at Feng Chengxuan indifferently, and said meaningfully: "It seems that my uncle has been too free recently!"

"Why? I'm not idle, I'm not idle at all." Feng Chengxuan smiled embarrassingly, and felt like crying.

I don't know why, he is not afraid of the serious old man, or the faceless elder brother Feng Chengzhe, but he is a little afraid of this cold and cold nephew who seems to know everything.

Feng Chen said with a half-smile: "Since uncle is so busy, he should be allowed to rest for a while now."

"..." Feng Chengxuan suddenly felt like digging a hole to bury himself.

Feng Chen, a wolf in a crane's skin, doesn't know what kind of harm is going to trick him, why is he so unlucky to have such two nephews...

Feng Chen stopped looking at a few people, but turned his gaze to Yu Qingqian, and coaxed in a low voice: "Let's go home."

Yu Qingqian was drunk, and shook her head: "No, I haven't played enough yet."

"Then what do you want to play?" Feng Chen reached out and stroked the broken hair between Yu Qingqian's forehead.

Yu Qingqian thought for a while, and said with great interest, "I still want to drink and see beauties."

"..." Feng Chengxuan and Feng Li couldn't help but support their foreheads, can the little ancestor stop making trouble?

Feng Chen squinted his eyes, first glanced at Feng Chengxuan and the others coldly, and then asked the drunk Yu Qingqian meaningfully, "What beauty are you looking at?"

"Didn't Zuiqing Pavilion still have night performances? Naturally, it's just to watch the beauties' performances!" Yu Qingqian said bluntly.

"It turned out to be watching a beauty performance!" Feng Chen's tone became a little more serious, and he remembered Feng Chengxuan and Feng Li in his heart.

Yu Qingqian raised her head and bit Feng Chen's chin habitually, like a beautiful and coquettish Persian cat, with sparkling eyes and smiling, said: "Of course, no one is more beautiful than you!"