Chapter 539: Crying nose
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Marriage... Weddings on the agenda? ! What the hell?
"Who likes you, wants to be with you, the emperor, you don't talk to yourself! I said it is just like... oh-!"
The rest of the sound was again blocked by a hot kiss.
At the end of a kiss, Mu Yan licked the man's chest.
"Mother Kiss... Nianga!"
At this time, she only heard the call of Xiao Bao.
Su Yan was shocked and quickly released the small treasure and fat rabbit in the space.
Just loosened the control of the space, Xiao Bao's body suddenly rushed into the arms of Mu Yan.
A child who has been as mature as a small adult has been so heartbroken as he cried for the first time.
"Nanny is bad! Hey... Niang is bad! Xiaobao hates her mother! Oh..."
Obviously talking about hateful words, but the small arms are tightly holding Mu Yan's neck, and they are reluctant to loosen for a moment.
When I was the most desperate, there was no tears falling. When the emperor rushed to the rescue, there was no tears.
At this moment, it broke down.
Mu Yan hugged her son's soft and small body, her voice choked. "Xiao Bao, I am sorry, it is a bad mother, I am worried."
Xiaobao’s head was buried in her neck, and the small body kept twitching.
The hot tears flowed down her neck to her skin, and her whole heart was sore.
Mu Yan wants to lift the baby's face and see if his eyes are crying.
But Xiaobao did not let her neck hold her hand.
For the first time, he did not cooperate with Mu Yan’s move, and did not listen to Mu Yan’s words.
Even the emperor said next to him: "How can a man and a man cry when he can move?"
When you are excited on weekdays, you will loosen the little treasure of Mu Yan.
This time, as if I didn't hear it, I refused to lift my head.
Mu Yan gently spit out a breath, the expression can not tell the soft and soft, suddenly a low embarrassing.
This sound is like an instruction.
Let Xiao Bao, who had lived and died and refused to look up, suddenly raised his head.
Showing a pair of crying red eyes and a small face full of tears.
Xiaobao did not care how much he looked like, and hurriedly asked: "Mother, what happened to you?"
Mu Yan slightly frowned, his movements gently wiped the tears on Xiaobao's face, and softly said: "The wounds on the mother's body have not healed, so there is some pain, Xiaobao is good for the mother to rub the medicine?"
Xiaobao took a small nose and said nothing.
Although he is young, he is very smart.
At this point, I already knew that this was the painful intention of Mu Yan.
However, when I saw the wound behind my mother, the big blue eyes were filled with tears again.
He nodded his teeth and resisted not letting the tears fall: "Mother kisses, Xiaobao gives her mother a medicine."
A heart of Mu Yan seems to be soaked in a hot honey pot, but it is sour and sweet.
She took out the black medicine, Xiao Bao immediately took it, and carefully fell a little on the back of Mu Yan and the wound on the shoulder.
The irritating feeling of the drug entering the wound, so that Mu Yan slightly frowned, issued a low boring.
Immediately, a small, tense voice came from the ear. "Mother, Yan Yan, how are you? Is it painful?"
Xiaobao scraped his small head, puffed his lips, and gently softly blew his breath. "Mother is not hurting, Xiaobao is blowing, and it is sore."
Mu Yan’s eyes seem to be open.
When Xiao Bao was very young, he was injured in the forest, and Mu Yan had blown his wounds like this.
