“Next, you have to take good care of her. Listen to her. Follow her. You have to stop hurting her, okay? ”

Hu Hao's eyes filled with self-reproach and remorse.

He opened his mouth silently and made a promise to Muang before turning around and walking away.

Looking at the shadow of Yan Hao Tian's far away back, Mu Yan frowned slightly, walking toward his room, throwing the porcelain bottle in his hand gently, smiling wisely and lazily.

“When the raw rice is cooked, the two of them don't have the energy to toss it anymore, do they? ”

It's not like she went through one more time, rushed a thousand miles, worried about saving her men.

However, the thrown china bottle did not fall back into his hands, but was caught in the middle of the way by a broad palm.

Mu Yan raised his head and reflected in the curtain. It was Di Yan's handsome face, which attracted thousands of women.

She stunned, and the joy swelled up, “Are you all right? ”

Those who appear in front of them are naturally emperors.

During this time, he was forced to take care of his injuries in space by Muang.

At this time, the man standing in front of him looks radiant, deeply three-dimensional like an axe chisel, handsome like a falling god in the mortal world.

Even Moo-yan, looking at a man with such a perfect face, couldn't help but be in a trance.

She stabilized the steady mind, grabbed the man's hand and probed his pulse.

However, it was not for her to rejoice that the wounds of the Emperor had healed.

The man's perfectly handsome face suddenly approached him, breathing warmly on his face, straining her nerves for a moment.

“Yan, can you tell me what the medicine is?” The man's magnetic voice is good to hear the foul.

Mu Yan looked stiff and smiled dry: “It's just a regular Xuan medicine, give it back to me..."

She reached out and tried to get the bottle back, but was easily avoided by the Emperor.

He lowered his head and approached Mu Yan's ear, smiling softly: "Raw rice cooks mature rice, I think it's a good idea, why don't we try it too? ”

Son of a bitch!

He knew what had just happened!

Muang glanced at him and turned around and left.

Couldn't hear the voices of a few young maids from the camp.

“The wind leader was so happy, President Yan, that a man washed his hands and made soup for her. ”

“Hey, President Yan is better than our uncle in case. Sir, what kind of person is that? I can't believe you did those things for our young lady..."

“Isn't that bullshit? Our lady is the best woman in the world, and our uncle, naturally the best man in the world. Even their children, their little masters, are the cutest, most powerful dolls in the world...”

“I wish they could get married soon...”

The little girls' hip-hop gossip gradually moved away.

The corner of Muay's mouth twitched, and she didn't know what to do with her facial expression.

How could she not know when her own men started calling Uncle Di Xiao, screaming so sneaky?

“Yan, do you hear me?” The man's magnetic voice flickered low in her ear, "When can we get your men to do what they want? ”

“Otherwise, let's cook the raw rice first, or we can. ”

Warm lips almost contained her earlobes, whispering.

Mu Yan finally couldn't help but fled.

Watching the girl disappear, the emperor's eyes seemed bright and dark, and then the corner of his mouth snapped up a gentle and aspiring smile.

Jun Muyan, I'll see how long you can escape.