The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

In the house, there are only two people left, the Emperor and the Still Sleepy Mu.

He sat down by the bed, staring at the young girl's sleeping face, and the cold light in her eyes slowly became softer and more obsessed.

Her fingers stroked the beautiful face like a poem, wanting to make a fuss, but remembering her complaint against herself in the ghost market, her frustration hung halfway.

Muang's skin was so delicate, so delicate, as if blowing a bullet could break, he ran into it, what if it hurt her again and woke her up?

The emperor frowned slightly.

Doesn't it make sense to touch a woman you like while thinking about who you are?

When I think of the angry look of Muang in the haunted market, my heart is furious, and my hands hanging in the sky can't let go.

Suddenly the doctor sounded in his ear, “Your wife is not in the way”.

Muang, is his wife, his wife.

The earlobes of the emperor were slightly hot, and unnamed joy bubbled in their hearts.

The eyes slowly fell on the pale pink lips from the dark silk of Muyennah, the round, glossy forehead, the long eyelashes, the tight john's nose.

Even after a long time, he still remembers the sweet taste of his lips.

Every day and every night, he dreams and yearns for another flavor.

Though she promised Muang, she would pursue her until she fell in love with herself.

But since it was meant to be, it's only natural that he should exercise some of his husband's powers now, right?

The ears are slightly red and the eyes are burning.

With one hand next to Mu's face, his body slowly leaned down, slightly, slightly closer to the red lip that Shaw had dreamed of for a long time.

Just as his lips grabbed those soft peach blossoms and tasted the sweet fragrance.

All of a sudden, a powerful enchantment suddenly came from between him and Muay.

The emperor suddenly failed to prevent, and was pushed backwards by that force several steps.

The lust was interrupted, and the face of the emperor was so ugly that he wanted to kill.

Sen Leng's gaze turned to the side of the bed, which disturbed him and Mu 'an's founder.

A little boy just over the edge of the bed was seen standing in front of Mu 'an, staring cold at him.

Beautiful little face tight, a pair of ice blue eyes like Emperor, full of guard and vigilance.

“What do you want with your mother? ”

Little milk sounds are cold and cold, filled with the cold of life, that momentum is even more terrifying than a long-time adult.

But as soon as he finished, Bao stopped caring about the emperor.

Instead, he turned anxiously to look at the face lying on the bed.

The person in front of him looked beautiful, but his face was almost transparent, even the original red lips were as white as paper. Long lashes hanging low and silent as if they would never wake up.

Bao's eyes suddenly turned red, holding Mu's fingers tight, his little body trembled fine.

Endless panic and fear spill over.

But he was never a child who would cry, so he just leaned against the edge of the bed and made a weak cry like a young beast, “Mother, Mother... don't leave Baby... Baby will behave...”

The muffin lying on the bed seemed to sense something, and long lashes trembled slightly.

The emperor frowned and grunted coldly. He lifted Bao's collar and turned away.

“Let go of me!! ”