In the room, only Emperor Ming Jue and Muyan, who are still sleepy, are left. He sat down at the edge of the bed and gazed at the girl's sleeping face. The cold light in his eyes gradually became softer and more persistent. Fingers caress the picturesque face, want to rub, but also think of her in the ghost city of their own complaints, chagrin hanging in the air. Muyan's skin is so delicate, so delicate, as if it can be broken. If he touches it, what if it hurts her again and wakes her up? The Emperor Ming Jue frowned slightly. On the one hand, it's natural for you to feel who you are and touch the woman you like? At the same time, I think of Mu Yan's angry look in the ghost market, and I'm afraid that my hand hanging in the air can't go down. The doctor's words suddenly rang out in his ear, "your wife is not in a big way.". Muyan, his wife, his wife. Emperor Ming Jue's ears are slightly hot, and there is inexplicable joy in her heart. Eyes slowly fell from the black hair, round forehead, long eyelashes, and pretty nose to the pale lips. Even after a long time, he still remembered the sweet taste of his lips. Every day, every night, let him haunted, eager to taste again. Although promised Mu Yan, will pursue her, until she falls in love with her heart. But since it's doomed, it's natural for him to exercise some of his husband's power first, isn't it? Emperor Ming Jue's ears are slightly red and his eyes are burning. A hand in Mu Yan face side, the body slowly down, a little bit, a little bit close to that Xiao thought for a long time of red lips. Just when his lips want to grasp the soft petals like peach blossom and taste the sweet fragrance. Suddenly, a powerful Xuanli suddenly came between him and Mu Yan. Emperor Ming Jue was caught off guard and was pushed back several steps by that force. Beautiful desire is interrupted, Emperor Ming Jue's face is simply ugly to kill. Sen Leng's eyes look to the bed, which disturb him and Mu Yan's originator. I saw a little boy just over the edge of the bed in front of Mu Yan, staring at him coldly. The handsome little face was tight, and a pair of ice blue eyes, which were the same as that of Emperor Ming Jue, were full of vigilance and vigilance“ What do you want to do to your mother? " Xiao Nai Yin is cold, full of the coldness of strangers not entering. The momentum is even more terrible than that of an adult who has been in the upper position for a long time. But as soon as he finished, Xiaobao stopped taking charge of Diming Jue. But eagerly turned to look at the Mu Yan lying on the bed. I saw the person in front of me was beautiful, but his face was almost transparent, even the red lips were as white as rice paper. Long eyelashes drooping, a quiet, as if never wake up in general. Xiaobao's eyes suddenly turned red, and he tugged at Muyan's fingers tightly, his little body trembling. Endless panic and fear came to my heart. But he was never a crying child, so he just leaned on the edge of the bed and called out like a baby animal, "mother, mother... Don't leave Xiaobao... Xiaobao will be obedient..." Muyan on the bed seemed to feel something, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. With a frown and a cold hum, Emperor Ming Jue picked up Xiaobao's collar and turned to walk out“ Let go of me! "