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Chapter 4800

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"But, on account of my cute and charming little niece, I will reluctantly agree!"

Feng Family Patriarch raised his hand and slowly put it down.

From their interaction, Ye Qing Luo could tell.

Their relationship was actually very good.

Even if they rarely met.

Even if Feng Li Qiong was busy with work.

But the interaction between the two of them.

It was very intimate.

It was totally different from before when Feng Family Patriarch talked about the acting God Emperor, his tone was impatient.

Ye Qing Luo's long and narrow eyes were rippling with a faint light.

Her vision was fixed on Feng Family Patriarch for a moment.

Immediately, her pink lips curled up with a bright smile: "Thank you Uncle, I will take good care of your gift and carry it with me."

Feng Li Qiong smiled lightly: "As long as Qing Luo likes it."

"Come and try the dishes that Qing Luo personally made." Feng Family Patriarch looked at the table full of dishes and felt a little hungry.

He picked up the bamboo chopsticks and picked some food.

The moment it entered his mouth, his face revealed a surprised look: "Qing Luo, your culinary skills are amazing!"

The dishes that Ye Qing Luo made were all common home dishes in the lower realm.

Ordinary ingredients.

But the food that she made was completely extraordinary.

In addition, the ingredients in the God Realm were nourished by the Heaven and Earth's spiritual qi.

The food that she made was even more fragrant and delicious.

Feng Family Patriarch's voice just fell.

The others immediately raised their bamboo chopsticks and began to sweep.

This meal was very enjoyable.

The entire hall was filled with laughter and cheers, it was very pleasant.

Ye Qing Luo looked at the scene in front of her, the tenderness between her brows deepened.

It wasn't that she hadn't eaten such a joyous meal before.

But …

For the first time, she sat at the same table with her own relatives, eating together harmoniously.

Ye Qing Luo lowered her eyes slightly, concentrating on the cold jade in her palm.

Her vision slowly fell onto Feng Li Qiong.

Her slender fingers curled up one by one, holding the jade in her palm.

The smile at the corner of his mouth deepened a little.

"Qing Luo keeps staring at me, don't you think that your Uncle is very handsome?" Feng Li Qiong noticed Ye Qing Luo's gaze and looked at her.

Ye Qing Luo nodded, "Yes, Little Uncle and Mother are quite similar."

Feng Liqiong laughed heartily. "In terms of resemblance, you're the real one … You're practically carved from the same mold as my sister."

Ye Qing Luo curved her charming eyes: "Then the relationship between Little Uncle and Mother must be very good?"

"Of course." Feng Liqiong put down her chopsticks. "I've been by Big Sister's side since I was young. Big Sister taught me how to cultivate, taught me how to be a person, taught me … everything …"

He laughed and laughed.

He seemed to have sunk into his memories.

That pair of long and narrow almond-shaped eyes seemed a little empty and unfocused.

"If it wasn't for that time … Big Sister … She wouldn't have …"

Feng Liqiong murmured softly.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Patriarch Feng sternly, "What nonsense are you talking in front of the child? Let's eat! "

Feng Liqiong seemed to suddenly come back to her senses. She rubbed her face and laughed, "I'm babbling nonsense again."

His gaze fell onto Ye Qing Luo.

His deep gaze congealed on her for some time. His smile gradually faded as he solemnly said, "If it wasn't for Big Sister, there wouldn't be the current me … Your mother is an amazing, amazing Big Sister."

Ye Qing Luo's eyes were gentle and the smile on her pink lips was as tender as warm water.

She looked at Feng Liqiong and nodded her head vigorously, "I believe that Mother will be an amazing Mother."

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