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

It's just big eyes as beautiful as blueberries, but at the moment it's filled with irresistible anger and jealousy.

Mu 'an reacted sensibly, "Mu 'an? What are you doing here? ”

Ink took a deep breath and another deep breath.

If you don't come back, someone will snatch your daughter-in-law

But momentarily, the ink dropped its long eyelashes, reached out to hold the thighs of Mourn and said in a low voice with a few grievances: "I want to see you. ”

Moo-yan's soul returned to power, looking at the little boy's attachment to himself, his heart suddenly softened and confused.

In the previous days, she always thought it was just a dream. It turns out it's true!

And looking at the way Munchkin clings to herself, she never realizes she remembers Xiaobao.

If Xiaobao was still with her, he would surely be like Ink, obviously cold Zhang Xiaojun's face, but he liked to stick to her, next to her, and didn't want to be separated from her for a moment.

“Little sister, who is this child?” The clouds asked curiously.

The rain is more eye-catching, even the cute little wine den and pointed tiger teeth are revealed, “Six Sisters, he is so cute and beautiful! Can I hold him? ”

Humph! Mockingjay turns his head, hides his face in the shadows, hides his intense killing intentions.

Stupid mortals who want to hug Ben-kun will never be able to do it again!

And his cousin Emperor, could he be hugged?

Are you kidding me?

Mu Yan grinned and touched the inky head. “This is my son," he said. ”

“Pff--! ”

“Bang--! ”

“Cough, cough, cough...”

Everyone at the Gate, including Shiqing, sprayed.

“Little sister, don't be ridiculous, how old are you! How could you have a son? ”

Her daughter-in-law called her "my son”, and she looked blue and white for a while, not knowing whether to be angry or depressed.

Muang couldn't help laughing: “Maybe I do have a son. ”

Everyone on the loose took her for a joke.

Mu Yan didn't say much, but when he found Bao, he told them that he was his son.

I'm sure you'll have a wonderful look on your face.

“Just kidding. This is Momochi, the last time I met him in the ruins of light. Murray, this is my master, my uncle, and my brother..."

Muang introduced everyone.

The dark, dark eyes of the ink swept through everyone.

It's obviously just a five-six year old.

Looking at the blue-eyes, the spirits, including Shiqing, fought a cold war.

Especially in the arms of Mu 'an, “good friend” is usually with Mu 'an Ling Yuxuan.

I felt like I was burned by something when I touched the arm part of Muang.

He panicked and let go.

Just now I thought the ink was cute and wanted to strangle the rain falling, at this time I only felt cold on my back.

Oh, my God. Here. Where did this come from?

Bright long so pretty so cute, like fairy fairy elves, but why are the eyes so horrible.

Murphy gaze, sweeping past the people in the area--

He would never admit that he was particularly upset because he was jealous that they could always be there for him.

Eventually, his eyes fell on Lo Yunxiao.

Luckily, Luo Yunxiao also looked over.

Their gaze intersects in the air, and they snap like sparks.