Extremely tight hugs make Muay barely breathe.

But she can feel the anxiety of this man around her.

So instead of showing a slight difference, she reached out and hugged him.

“Emperor, whatever you say without dyeing, ignore him. This man is a weirdo..."

“Face. ”

The man's mute voice interrupted Muang's words, “You'll never leave me? ”

Mu Yan shrugged and then revealed a helpless and spoiled laugh: "Yes, I will never leave you. ”

“If it was Bao's real father, wouldn't you have chosen him? ”

Moulin frowned.

What the hell is going on?

How did that dog come out of nowhere more than a man these days to brush his presence?

Bao's blood from the fire, Qihuang repeatedly mentioned it, forget it.

How come even the emperor is involved now?

Don't tell me she doesn't even know who the dog is.

Even if we know who it is, even if we talk about it, it's too late to kill it?

What choice did you make? Dreaming!

Mu Yan sighed softly, breaking free from the embrace of emperor, just talking.

Instead, he was pushed to death again.

The man's voice was dull and dull.

For the first time, there was no gentle drowning, but almost ferocious jealousy and homicide.

“Face, I won't let you go anyway. ”

“Since you promised to be my wife, you belong to me! It's mine alone! ”

Mu Yan was stunned and was about to ask.

But I felt loose and the emperor had disappeared.

“The Emperor? ”

The room is hollow as well.

There is also the figure of the emperor.

An unknown sense of loss and fear has surfaced in Muay's face.

What the hell just happened?

Or what did Undyed say to the Emperor, which led to a man who had been calm so out of control?

No, she can't let such an emperor go.

Mu Yan is looking for emperors with the sensation of the Spiritual Ring.

Suddenly...

“Mother kiss... Father...”

Low, weak, painful voices come from the bed.

Muang was shocked and rushed to the bed.

Pick up Baby carefully.

In just a few moments, Bao's little face burned again.

Most surprisingly, his temples and eyebrows were hidden in the dark.

“Qihuang, what's going on?! ”

Seven brilliants in space are also a mist: “I don't know, there are obviously signs of improvement. ”

Bao opened his eyes in confusion and saw that it was Mu Yan.

A crystal bright light flashed in her lost eyes, "Mother...”

“Baby, Mother's here. ”

Bao's head moved so hard that he looked around.

No familiar figure was seen, and disappointment appeared in the icy blue eyes.

He said in a slightly dumb, naive voice: “I just heard my father's voice. Turns out... I heard it wrong...”

Mu Yan hastily said: “Bao heard correctly, Daddy came, just left beforehand. ”

Bao's eyes lit up, but then he couldn't help but fade.

Burned dry, cracked, pale lips slightly tucked up.

There was an uncontrollable glimmer of disappointment and grievance on his face.

Dad's here. Why don't you hug him?

He was sick, so sad, but Dad left without taking a closer look at him.

Daddy really didn't want him?

Bao blinked and tried to hold on.

But he's mature and steady, and he's just a little kid.