Chapter 539

Wedding... Wedding on the agenda?! What the hell“ Who likes you and wants to marry you? Don't talk to yourself, dimingjue! I've said it's just like... Well -- " The rest of the voice was blocked again by the blazing kiss. At the end of the kiss, Muyan beat the man's chest“ Mother... Mother At this time, she heard Xiao Bao's call again. Mu Yan surprised, quickly put the space in the small treasure and fat rabbit out. Just released the control of space, Xiaobao's body rushed into Muyan's arms. A child who has been as mature as a young adult, tears his heart and lungs for the first time“ Mother is bad! Wu Wu Wu... My mother is bad! Xiao Bao hates his mother! Wuwuwuwu... "Mingming said something disgusting, but her little arm held Muyan's neck tightly, and she was reluctant to let go for a moment. Just the most desperate time did not fall the tears, Emperor Ming Jue arrived at the critical moment to save the tears did not fall. At this moment, they burst the bank. Muyan hugged her son's soft little body tightly, and her voice choked, "Xiaobao, I'm sorry, it's my mother who's not good, so you're worried." Xiaobao's head is tightly buried in her neck, and her body is twitching. Hot tears flowed down her neck on her skin, which made her heart ache. Mu Yan wants to raise her baby son's face to see if his eyes are swollen. But Xiao Bao held her neck. For the first time, he was so willful that he didn't cooperate with Muyan's action and didn't listen to Muyan's words. Even if Emperor Ming Jue said beside him, "how can a man cry without moving?" On weekdays, when you are excited, you will release Muyan's Xiaobao. This time, it seemed that I didn't hear it, but I didn't want to raise my head. Mu Yan gently spit out a breath, the expression can not say the sour soft, suddenly issued a low groan. It's like a command. Let the original life and death refused to look up Xiaobao suddenly raised his head. He showed a pair of red eyes and a small face full of tears. But Xiaobao couldn't care how embarrassed he looked. He asked anxiously, "mother, what's the matter with you?" Mu Yan frowned slightly and gently wiped away the tears on Xiao Bao's face. Then she said softly, "my mother's injury has not yet healed, so it's painful. How about Xiao Bao wiping medicine for her mother?" Xiao Bao sniffed and said nothing. Young as he is, he is very clever. At this time already knew that this is the pain which Mu Yan intentionally sends out. However, when he saw the wound behind his mother, his big blue eyes were filled with tears again. He bit his teeth and nodded, trying not to let the tears fall down: "my mother is in pain, Xiao Bao will wipe the medicine for her." Mu Yan's heart seems to be soaked in a hot honeypot, which is sour and sweet. She takes out the mysterious medicine, Xiaobao immediately takes it over, and carefully pours it on the wounds of Mu Yan's back and shoulder. The stimulation of drugs into the wound makes Mu Yan frown slightly and hum low. There was a nervous voice in my ear, "mother / Yan Yan, how are you? Does it hurt? " Xiaobao put his head together, tooted his lips and gently puffed, "mother doesn't hurt, Xiaobao blows, pain flies." Mu Yan's eyes are soft as if to open. When Xiaobao was very young, he was hurt in the forest. Muyan once blew the wound on him like this.