Chapter 121: Ben does not care

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Junmei's cold face, because of a word of Mu Yan, instantly opened a happy smile.

Xiaobao took the initiative to reach out for the first time, holding Mu Yan’s face and kissing her face.

Then I shy red face into the space.

This time, Mu Yan directly closed the space, so that Xiao Bao in it could not see and hear everything happening outside.

This will not let anything disturb the retreat of Xiao Bao.

And she followed herself into the space, stroking the Tianmo piano for half an hour.

The psychology of the gods [clouds and fog], playing during cultivation, can disintegrate the devil, but also make the cultivation more effective.

It’s just that this skill belongs to the rare skills of the theologian. It’s been studied for a long time, and it’s only a little rough, and it can only play for half an hour at a time.

However, when she played [Clouds and Clouds], it was obvious that the mysterious air around Xiaobao became calm and gentle, and Xiaobao’s expression became relaxed and quiet.

Even the rabbit, which was usually lazy and even too lazy to open his eyes, was stunned when he heard her play [Clouds and Clouds], and a slightly smug expression appeared in the eyes of the mung beans.

After an hour of playing, Mu Yan has been panting and sweating.

But seeing Xiao Baoxiu improve steadily, her face showed a satisfied smile.

Out of the space, Mu Yan is preparing to rest, but suddenly saw the figure sitting on his bed.

Rao was the calm and calm of Mu Yan, and was shocked at this time.

It’s hard to set the channel for a long while: “How are you here?”

I saw the man sitting on the bed slowly standing up and coming towards her.

The candlelight shines on the handsome face that is not like a mortal.

Every inch of the five senses is like an axe, and it is so delicate and perfect. The ice-blue eyes are like the sky like the sea. When you stare deeply at a person, it seems that even the soul will be swallowed up by it.

Mu Yan was stared at by the hot eyes of the eyes and took a step back.

The emperor was stunned and suddenly bullied, almost touching her nose with her nose and breathing. "Jun Muyan, my emperor wants to marry you!"

Mu Yan lived.

This man is not the first time to say that she wants to marry her.

However, this time, it was like a swearing swear, so that her heart could not help but tremble.

She slammed for a moment, and the emperor had already leaned over and touched her lips slowly, and immediately kissed and vowed to kiss.

Mu Yan suddenly returned to God, taking a step back, it is difficult to set the channel: "Do you forget that I have become a relative, and have a son? You do this, is it because you want to hook up a married woman?"

This time, the Emperor was not irritated at all, but was cold and self-sufficient: "I found out the registration you made when you entered Xia'an City."

Registration? When Mu Yanzhen was suddenly realized.

Some prosperous cities in the three countries of Chiyan, Jinghuang and Huangyao are subject to inventory and registration when entering.

Mu Yan still remembers, at that time filled in his own, but also filled Xiaobao.

The column of her husband is empty.

In the column of Xiao Bao’s father, she wrote “death” directly.

"The little guy has no father, you are not married!" The emperor decided to be authentic.

Mu Yan frowned and looked at him. "How about that? Xiaobao is indeed my own."

"I don't mind!" The emperor was cold-faced and bit his teeth. "Before, I didn't care."