The snobbish Mrs. Fu (3)

Ever since beimang was born, the position in di Ling 'er's arms had been occupied.

little jiji could only follow behind.

especially when it saw di ling 'er feeding bei zhi pastries, the resentment in its eyes was so strong, like a resentful woman, staring at the adulterous couple in front of it.

Why did Yingying feel like she had fallen out of favor at this moment? The princess had never been so generous to it.

However, bei mo didn't even look at the cake that the girl brought to his lips. He continued to lick the cake from the corner of di Ling 'er's mouth. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an unprecedented satisfaction in them.

Di Ling 'er looked at bei Zhi, thinking that this little cat Yingying was a little weird.

However, for di Ling 'er, the kitten was just a pet. No matter how rude it was, she would not think too much about it.

At this moment, Yingluo

A figure walked over at an extremely fast speed, like a gust of wind.