Bizhu is the personal maid of the eldest lady Mu Wanqing, and her rights are higher than those of the other two.

Mu Kunhan naturally didn't let go of their eyes, he looked at Bizhu and asked, "Bizhu, you come." ”

Bizhu pursed her lips.

"Don't speak, you want to tell me that you deliberately brought the eldest lady over, right?"

Bizhu knelt there, her fists clenched tightly under her sleeves.

At this time......

The housekeeper looked at the people who were walking towards this side, and reminded Mu Kunhan: "Master, it seems to be night...... The Night King is here. ”

"......" Mu Kunhan turned his head and looked at the comer.

The night abyss had come to them.

Mu Kunhan: "Lord Night, why are you here?" ”

When did their house become a place where everyone could come in without having to report it?

Ye Mingyuan glanced at Mu Kunhan, and when he turned around, he was like a hellish Shura, and his cold eyes shot at Bizhu: "Take her down." ”

Xuan Se stepped forward respectfully and responded: "Yes." ”

Mu Kunhan: "......" was a little confused, why did Ye Mingyuan take away the people in his house.

"Lord of the Night, you are ......"

Ming Yuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and glanced coldly: "This king thinks you know the reason." ”

At this moment, the door was opened from the inside, and Zhang Yuechan's voice came out: "Xiangye, you can come in." ”

Mu Kunhan looked at Ye Mingyuan, and was just about to open his mouth to explain that he had something very important now, but before he could say anything, he saw that he had already raised his feet and strode into the room.

Mu Kunhan: "......"

Ye Mingyuan entered his precious girl's room, and Mu Kunhan followed closely behind.

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in the room.

Zhang Yuechan hugged Mu Wanqing in her arms, sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered comforting: "Qing'er is not afraid, my mother is here." ”

Mu Wanqing stretched out her little hand and grabbed the placket of her wife's clothes.

Zhang Yuechan thought that she was still afraid, so she continued to comfort: "Qing'er is not afraid, Qing'er will talk to her mother, okay?" ”

She wanted to try to divert Mu Wanqing's attention.

Hearing the footsteps, she thought it was Mu Kunhan coming in, and said without raising her head: "Xiangye, Qing'er has never spoken since she fell into the water, is she scared?" ”

"Look at it." Ye Mingyuan strode to the bed, he looked at the chubby little guy condescendingly, sexy thin lips, and raised an imperceptible doting smile.

Zhang Yuechan raised her head and looked at the visitor in astonishment.

Just when she was stunned, her arms were empty, and Mu Wanqing was taken away.

"Lord of the Night? Courtiers see the Night King. ”

Mu Wanqing originally heard Zhang Yuechan's words, and was about to speak, but suddenly her body was empty, and it was warm, and the whole person fell into the warm embrace, and a faint fragrance hit.

She blinked her eyes, looked at the peerless face in front of her, and moved her small mouth: "Small, small pot." ”

Hearing her voice, Zhang Yuechan was overjoyed, and suddenly forgot who the person in front of her was: "Qing'er spoke, Qing'er spoke." ”

Ye Mingyuan felt that Zhang Yuechan's voice was a little noisy, and after a look, Zhang Yuechan's voice stopped abruptly.

Zhang Yuechan: "......"

Besides, Ye Mingyuan listened to her tender voice coming out, and frowned, is this calling him?

What is this called? Brother?

He wasn't her brother.

Mu Wanqing was very happy to see the handsome guy, but when she saw him treating her mother so unceremoniously, she was immediately unhappy and tried hard: "Mother......"

Children want mothers, they are born.