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

All the men close to Muyan, he felt obstructed.

But intuition tells Mo that this little white face is the most dangerous.

Their sights converged in the air and separated.

Ink twisted his head and stretched his hand out to Mu 'an with a bandage on his face.

Mu Yan shrugged, then he couldn't help but be handsome.

Oops, this is Munchkin's kid trying to ask for a hug.

Though the little boy in front of him seemed mature, ruthless and compelling.

But it's actually just a child who wants a warm embrace!

Just like her lovely little baby.

Moo-yan reached out and held the ink.

Ink immediately grabbed her neck and squeezed her face tightly against the neck sprayed with Moo-chan.

Then Mori cold, hegemony filled with possessive gaze and glanced in the direction of Luo Yunxiao.

Shook up, claiming ownership.

As for the majesty of the emperor, it must never be held?

What's that?

“Six, he seems very attached to you!” It rained with a smile on his face, "I thought you looked great holding him like a painting. ”

Momo glanced at the rain: is this Yan's younger brother? Well, not bad.

Cold feathers on the side are huge. “Hey, I think it's more pleasant to have the picture of Little Sister standing with Little Uncle...”

Before she finished, she felt cold and had to shake.

I can't go on with the next sentence.

Luo Yunxiao suddenly looked at Muyan and slowly said: “Time is almost up, don't you want the first reward of the spiritual chef? ”

Moo-yan joked: “Of course I want to, but Uncle Xiao won't help, we can't even get the first one! ”

Luo Yunxiao glanced at her for a moment and turned away.

“Master! Master! What are you doing?” Kissing and jumping to keep up with Luo Yunxiao, "you don't really have to go to the Spiritual Kitchen Competition for beauty! ”

“Ha-ha-ha, Kiss, you're kidding. How could Uncle Lawson go to the Spiritual Chef Competition? ”

“That is, the year of the [Dinner Gala] hosted by the purple cloud world invited the teacher uncle, the teacher uncle never bothered to participate, you think he will participate in the Spiritual Chef Competition, hahahahaha... this joke is so funny...”

Kissing her elongated body, she jumped in the air. She looked back at Mu Jiang and made an obscene laugh. “Let's wait and see...”

The crowd laughed and followed along to discuss how Ling Yushan could be ranked higher.

Mu Yan held the ink behind him and walked slowly.

When I saw Ink's little face tight, I couldn't help but squeeze the smooth, gentle cheek, "What's wrong? Not happy?”

Mo looked at her with no expression.

Mourning had a palpitation, and the pinching of his face stopped.

Well, I always thought this ink was a lot like Bao's.

But there was a moment when she felt cold.

"Do you want to be number one in the Spirit Chef's Championship? ”

Muang smiled: “Yeah, but it's not that easy. ”

She took a pause, and the color was a little dull and trance, "they all said that the spirit flavour of the Polyfairy House was excellent, I wanted to try it, it was somewhat the same as his cooking. ”

“Who, that little white face?” The sound of the ink was suddenly raised.

Muay looked at him suspiciously, "What little white face? ”