"What's going on?" An angry rebuke came from behind everyone.

A bright figure appeared in the middle of the guards, and the handsome face was long gone.

"Morning~" Yan Man'er immediately changed her face at 360 degrees, and rubbed coquettishly to Bei Mingchen's side.

"Why are you here?" Bei Mingyi glared at Yan Man'er fiercely, because of Mu Xiaomeow's prank, he still hasn't lost his anger.

Yan Man'er didn't seem to notice Bei Mingyi's questioning, but became more and more indulgent: "Of course people are looking for you, who knows that Lu Dao met that stinky female doll." ”

You're stinking and your whole family is stinking!

Mu Xiaomeow glared at Yan Man'er angrily, her little fists clenched tightly.

"Oh?"

Bei Mingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked directly at Yan Man'er at his hand in a terrifying way. He didn't dare to be so rude to Mu Xiaomeow, Yan Man'er really didn't know whether to live or die. (A certain Xuan came out to confirm: Brother Yi is actually very daring, everyone listens to his nonsense!) Believe in science. A certain easy to hold an electric mosquito slap smiling)

"Come on, throw Yan Man'er out of the palace."

"What?!" Yan Man'er screamed when she heard this, and her eyes looked at Bei Yingyi in disbelief. What did she do wrong to do this to her?

The guards stepped forward and lifted Yan Man'er's arm, carrying it and preparing to pull it away.

"Wait!"

Mu Xiaomeow hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, if Yan Man'er was pulled away, how would she play?

"Brother Yi, is it okay to leave her to play with Xiao Meow?" Mu Xiaomeow raised her head cautiously and asked with some confidence.

"Play?" Bei Mingyi smiled, "Don't you think it's fun this morning?" ”

Finished!

Mu Xiaomeow's palms were in a cold sweat, and she glanced at Bei Mingyi stupidly. The real terrorists are here!

"Morning? Hehe, it's fun......"

Mu Xiaomeow wrinkled her palm-sized face and said bitterly.

"If it's so fun, why look for something else?" Bei Mingyi chuckled, stepped forward and gently took Mu Xiaomeow's hand.

God, Bei Mingyi was possessed by Bei Minglun?!

The corners of Mu Xiaomeo's mouth twitched, and she had an ominous premonition for something.