Mu Yandi was reluctant, and he was unhappy in his heart, so he folded it and sandwiched it in the pages.

How could she have thought that Di Mingjue took her book, so that she couldn't die and it was actually this one with a painting.

But what kind of person is Mu Yan!

The panic was only for a moment, and a smile quickly appeared on Xiumei's face, "In the eyes of painters, there is no distinction between men and women, only models are not perfect." The gentleman's appearance and figure are one of the best in a thousand, and I use them to admire from time to time after I enter the painting, is there anything strange about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiaobao immediately nodded.

My mother also drew a picture of the fruit body of Luo Beiyu's guards and everyone in the ink camp!

What's so strange about adding an extra disciple?

In the future, when he grows up and grows strong and tall, he will also let his mother paint for him.

Di Mingjue's face froze, and he gritted his teeth a little.

This woman with no conscience!

Could it be that in her eyes, this monarch is the same as her subordinates?

Especially when I think of the scene when he captured Mu Yan that day.

More than a dozen men were bare-chested in front of Mu Yan, and even one of them was looking at Mu Yan with fiery eyes.

As soon as he thought of such a scene, Di Mingjue couldn't wait to lock people back up in the Imperial Garden.

Mu Yan saw that the man was deflated, and his mood was finally relaxed.

She hugged Xiaobao and sat down on the bed.

The smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet converged, and the man's tall figure suddenly approached suddenly.

Through Xiaobao, he pressed her against the wall of the carriage.

The scorching breath spitted on Mu Yan's face, "Ben Jun dares to guarantee that after painting Ben Jun's body, you will no longer be able to look at other men's bodies." ”

"Mu Yan, Benjun believes that from now on, you will never be able to lift a pen to make such a painting again. Unless the object of your painting is me!"

The man's voice was categorical, and there was a lack of confidence in his voice.

Mu Yan's forehead was bruised, and he wanted to spray it back directly.

However, she sadly found that she could not refute it.

After seeing Di Mingjue's perfect body, let her paint the fruit bodies of other men, she ...... She really couldn't get up at all.

Damn!

......

The carriage returned to Tianyuan City between the three of you and me, and stopped in front of the Junji Medical Hall.

Such a large and luxurious carriage appeared in the Junji Medical Center, which quickly attracted onlookers inside and outside the medical hall.

Although Mu Yan has been missing for seven days, the Junji Medical Center is still operating normally.

It's just that if Mu Yan doesn't come, then Junji Medical Center will lose its original advantages, and one day it will be crushed by other medical centers.

So, when I saw Mu Yan leading Xiaobao down from the carriage.

Both the doctors and patients in the Junji Medical Center let out a cheer.

Those who meet come up greet them, and those who go in and shout people go in and shout people.

In just a few moments, several figures rushed out as if the wind was blowing.

"Miss ——!"

"Little Master——!!

"Yan Yan ——!!"

Before Mu Yan could react, he was hugged by someone.

Shen Jinglin grabbed her and looked her up and down for a while, making sure that she was fine, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Yan Yan, where have you been? Why have you been away for so long? Do you know how worried my brother is?"

"And Xiaobao, he said that you asked him to find you, such a young child, how can you let him act alone......?

As soon as Shen Jinglin saw Mu Yan, he was like a cannonball.

Mu Yan, who is arrogant and wanton on weekdays, and Xiaobao, who is indifferent and alienated, both lowered their heads and obediently listened to the training.

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