Chapter 1646 Chapter 1646 It's Really My Father

This side is preparing, and on the far side of the Phoenix Dynasty, Master Feng is playing with his young son in the courtyard!

"Xiao Ye'er, go pick up that ball."

After Feng Sanyuan threw the ball out of his hand, he asked his son to pick it up again, with a dog-like appearance, which made the Feng guards who were guarding in the dark couldn't help but laugh.

This is definitely a father, and only a father would treat his son like a dog like this. Especially that little night, he didn't understand that his father was making fun of him. He grinned and slobbered and crawled to pick up the ball. Then he ran back and gave the ball to his father.

"Dad, Ball."

The little guy smiled with a pair of peach-like eyes, and the innocent and innocent face was delicate and cute. The three-year-old child had a little baby fat, and he was very chubby and very happy, and people couldn't help grinning when they saw it. .

"Little Ye'er is really good." Feng Sanyuan laughed, picked him up and sat on his thighs, pinching his chubby little face, and at the same time picked up a piece of cake beside him and put it to his mouth: "Come on , give you a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

However, the little guy didn't eat it. Instead, he took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and slipped down from his father's lap. He ran to the side of a seven- or eight-year-old boy with short legs.

"Xiao Yangyang, eat." The little man stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to hand the cake to Zhao Yang's mouth: "Xiao Yangyang, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, eat."

Seeing this scene, Feng Sanyuan nodded in relief. It's a good thing for a small child to know how to share.

Zhao Yang stood there and looked at Xiao Fengye, who was less than half his waist, with a young face that was different from his peers: "The subordinates don't eat it, the master eats it!"

At the age of eight, he has learned a lot. Back then, he was brought back by Feng Jiu and asked to teach him to read and practice martial arts. He has been studying hard. Feng Jiu, the princess of the Phoenix Dynasty, is the person he has always admired in his heart. It was she who saved him, let the lord and the others cultivate him, and arranged him by his master's side, allowing him to grow up with him.

Although he is Feng Ye's little master's personal bodyguard, whether he is the country's lord or the Supreme Emperor, he treats him like his family. He has everything the little master has.

In order not to disappoint them and the princess, he has been cultivating hard. He promised the princess, the king and the emperor, and he would definitely protect Feng Ye's little master.

Moreover, his father, mother, grandfather and grandmother were all saved because of Princess Fengjiu. Because of her, they could cultivate as ghosts who have nowhere to turn to, and become ghosts who can walk around in the daytime. This is a great kindness. , he will always keep in mind.

"Xiao Yangyang, eat, eat." The little guy didn't obey, stretched out his little hands and tiptoed and hung his whole body on him, just to let him eat a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Seeing this, Feng Sanyuan smiled: "Xiao Yangyang, you can eat it! It's not that you don't know that Xiao Ye'er has a very stubborn temper. Since he gave it to you, he must eat it."

Hearing this, Zhao Yang thought for a while before taking the cake and eating it.

The little guy finally squinted his eyes when he saw it, ran back to his father and opened his mouth: "Father, sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"Hehehe, alright, daddy feed you." He picked up another piece and fed it to his mouth. This time, the little guy finally ate happily.