"But Xiaobao is a boy, master of the extreme future. He has a stronger heart and must become stronger. ”

“I assure you, he will be safe and sound. ”

Mu 'an closed his eyes and opened them again. The weakness of his eyes had been replaced by resilience and determination.

She was never a mud-dragger.

Though desperate, though helpless.

But once you decide, you won't allow yourself to hesitate.

“Emperor, I have a request...”

Before the end of the conversation, the Emperor pressed him hard into his arms and bit him hard on the lip. "Jun Muyan, you asked me for a favor? ”

Muang smiled, “I hope that Bao's presence will not be known to anyone but them on a cold night. ”

After all, Bao is not the flesh of the emperor.

Although she doesn't care about the past, she also knows that Emperor Xiaobao's love for Bao is sincere.

But wouldn't there really be mustard if Polar knew who Bao was?

She can care less about gossip, but Baby can't!

If one day she and Bao enter the pole, it must be the hall walking right in.

The emperor snorted coldly, “You can also say that Benjun has built a small world for him, guarded by star wolves and broken armies on a rotating basis. ”

“Jun Mu Yan, who do you think Ben is running back and forth for these days? ”

Moo-yan smiled and the whole person snuggled into his arms, softly: “Emperor, you are becoming more and more like a father. ”

“Well, Ben was your husband, Bao's father! ”

It would have been better if the word "unmarried” had been removed sooner!

“Dixie, did I say that? ”

“What?”

“It's the luckiest day of my life to meet you. ”

= = =

At dawn, Ling Yuxuan is finished, enters the kitchen and intends to prepare breakfast for his brother.

However, he found that there was a shadow busy inside.

Ling Yuxuan thought that Shiqing had come again to steal wine and drink. He couldn't help but say: "Master, you are too young to drink too much wine and get hurt..."

The last typeface is not finished yet, and the voice stops.

Ling Yuxuan rubbed his eyes and rubbed his eyes again. “Little... little sister! ”

The girl standing in front of the stove turned back and revealed a face stained with black grey but still difficult to hide from the city.

Not Muang, who is it?

Ling Yuxuan looked at the heavens and the earth. He couldn't help but pull his own eyes.

Little sister cooked?!

Is he still dreaming?

……

“Bang--! ”

The people were still asleep and suddenly there was a huge burst of noise.

Everyone is awakened from their dreams.

“What happened? The beast came out? ”

“Enemy attack?! ”

Several people rushed out and discovered that it was the kitchen that was blown up.

Rolling smoke came out of it.

Both shadows rushed through the smoke.

“Hey, isn't that Little Five? ”

“And little sister? What did they do? Is it true that Little Sister is in the kitchen? ”

Several hurried over and worried about the tunnel: "Little Five, are you all right? ”

“Cough, cough, cough... it's okay.” Moe waved her hand.

Ling Yuxuan wiped off the gray black on his face and said, “Little sister, I think you better not... cough... stop learning, what noodles do you want to cook, I'll make them for you. ”

Fried noodles, sun and spring noodles, oil spilled noodles, knife grinding noodles... anything. Just please don't mess with this poor kitchen.