Chapter 302: Xiao Bao’s biological father
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This calm tone is as if she is not married to him.
Can this man be more aggressive?
Mu Yan gritted her teeth. "I like Xiaobao's biological father. Besides him, I won't marry anyone. You will die this heart!"
Anyway, the tiger flag of "Xiaobao's biological father" has been pulled up, and she does not mind using it more thoroughly.
Sure enough, when I heard this sentence, Emperor’s eyes sank.
The air in the room seemed to be a bit depressed.
If you say that the wild man who sees Mu Yan and the half-length red fruit is in the same room, the emperor is just a pure bonfire.
Every time he mentioned "Xiaobao's biological father", he seemed to be drawn in the heart.
He couldn’t breathe.
Because the Emperor knows that the men who are **, even if they are close to Mu Yan, have not entered her heart.
As Mu Yan said, in her eyes, those men are just works of art.
However, Xiao Bao’s father is really involved in the life of Mu Yan.
They even have a crystallization of life.
As long as you look at how much you love Xiaobao, you can imagine how much she loves Xiaobao's father.
What kind of sweet past do they have?
And in the past, he could never participate.
At the thought of this, the emperor felt the pain of suffocation.
He hated why he didn't look for the fateful woman in the prophecy earlier.
If he found Mu Yan in the early five years, is he able to completely own this woman.
Is he the only one in Mu Yan’s life?
The back of the man’s departure seems to be lonely and lonely.
Let the heart of Mu Yan follow the slight sorrow and grief.
However, when she returned to God, it was a bit sour and anger, all became angry.
Asshole empire!
I actually locked her up!
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The sky is already dark.
In the room of Junji Medical Center, in the room of Muyan, the lights are still shadowing.
"Little master, would you like me to sleep with you?" Feng Haiyan looked at the boy who was in front of the powder, but the little boy with a cold face could not help but ask.
Xiaobao shook his head, and the handsome little face still had no expression. "Let's go to rest."
Feng Haiyan nodded, but still could not help but look at him with a worried look.
Since the beginning of the Miss, Feng Haiyan's daily task is to take care of Mu Yan and Xiao Bao's diet.
Her temper is cold and not good at words, but her admiration and gratitude to Mu Yan is increasing day by day.
After she followed her, she only knew that this girl, who is younger than her age, had a lot of medical skills.
Yan Haotian's injury in the past, if there is no cure for the face.
Now, let's not return to the previous cultivation, even if it is alive, it is difficult.
During this time, the people in the ink camp will fight for the special metaphysical medicine, and perhaps they will have to work hard.
However, Mu Yan did not have any traces of her and Yan Haotian, such as smoke.
The super-sized black medicine that robbed the head outside, for them, is a candy that can be eaten casually.
Feng Haiyu is full of gratitude to Mu Yan, so he will look after the little master more carefully.
The little master in front of me can be said to be the best, the best, and the most sensible child in the world.
Other four-year-old children may be distressed and spoiled.
He is already sensible and makes people feel bad.
The hard work and seriousness of daily cultivation has made her an adult self-satisfied.
But because of this, Feng Haijun was not able to tell the child about the distress.
