Jun Mei's cold face, because of Mu Yan's words, instantly opened a happy smile.

For the first time, Bao took the initiative to reach out and hold Mu's face, kissing her face.

Then he went into the space with his little face in shame.

This time, Muay directly closed the space so that Baby inside could not see and hear what was happening outside.

This will not disturb Baby's shutdown.

And she followed herself into the space, stroking the magic piano inside for half an hour.

Divine Musician Skill [Cloud Mist Release], plays during training, breaks the demon of the mind, and can double the strength of practice.

It's just that this skill belongs to the rare skill of a divine musician. Muay has studied for a long time and is only slightly coarse, playing only half an hour a day at most.

But when she played [Cloud Mist Release], it was obvious that the Xuan Qi surrounding Xiaobao had become calm and gentle, and Xiaobao's face had become calm and relaxed.

Even the usual lazy rabbit couldn't even open his eyes. When he heard her play [Misty Mist Release], he rubbed over and gave a nice look in the slightly squinted green bean eyes.

At the end of an hour of playing, Muang was already panting and sweating.

But seeing Xiaobao fix to steadily improve, she had a satisfied smile on her face.

Flashing out of space, Muay was about to take a break and suddenly saw herself sitting on her bed.

Forgive Mu Yan's calm and calm, but he was also shocked.

Half a dozen is incredible: “What are you doing here? ”

Only the man sitting on the bed slowly stood up and walked towards her.

The candle flames on that handsome, unhuman face.

Each inch of five officials is like an axe chisel, exquisite to perfection, those ice-blue eyes, more like the sky, staring deeply at a person, as if even his soul would be devoured by it.

Muay's eyes stared slightly at her breathing and took a step back.

But the emperor was shaken and suddenly approached, almost with her nostrils against her nostrils, breathing and smelling, “Junmuyan, I want to marry you! ”

Mu Yan stunned.

This is not the first time this man has said he wants to marry her.

But what she said this time was like a gambling swear, making her heart tremble voluntarily.

She tranced for a moment and the emperor had tended to touch her lips slowly, leaving at the touch, the kiss of an oath.

Muang suddenly returned to God and took a step back, incredibly believing: "Have you forgotten that I am married and have a son? Are you trying to hook up with a couple? ”

This time, the emperor was not provoked in the slightest, but rather callously said: “I found your registration when you entered Cheyenne City. ”

Registration? Mu Yan suddenly realized.

Some of the bustling cities of Red Flame, Landscape Orange and Huang Yao countries are subject to inventory and registration upon entry.

Mu Yan remembered that he filled in his own, and also filled in Bao's.

Her husband's son-in-law column, it's empty.

And Bao's father's column, she wrote “Death.”

“That little guy didn't have a father, and you didn't get married!” The Emperor is sure.

Muang frowned and looked at him, "So what? Little Bao is indeed my own. ”

“I don't mind!” The emperor's face was cold and his teeth were bitten, "Benjun did not care before. ”