Xiaobao's eyes were slightly bent, his eyes were bright, and his ears were red.

Although his little face was still tight, anyone could see that he was happy.

Oh, how can you be so cute!

Mu Yan hugged his son in his arms and kissed him several times before letting go.

After glancing at Luo Beiyu and them, he smiled and said, "Xiaobao, let's play an interesting game, okay?"

"What game?"

"Hehe, you'll know in a moment. ”

......

A moment later, the two maids and the flying fish serving the captain and the guards were stripped naked by Mu Yan and Xiaobao.

Only the key parts are pasted with leaves picked by Xiaobao from the outside, which can be half covered and half covered.

Several people were ashamed and angry, eager to faint.

But they don't know what Mu Yan fed them, not only do they have no strength at all, they can't use half of their Xuan Qi, and they can't even make a sound.

Mu Yan walked up to Mu Yan with the light silk tulle shirt and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, do you like this dress?"

Luo Beiyu shook his head in fear, and then said inwardly: "You, don't mess around, I am the third prince of the Red Flame Country, and if you do it to me, it will never end well." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you. Mu Yan smiled like a fox, "It's just that I'm interested in what you said about painting." ”

Luo Beiyu's clothes were quickly stripped naked, and then put on the transparent tulle.

Xiaobao made a cold little face, and put the few people who couldn't move in a variety of poses.

For example, the chief of the guard is a concubine drunk.

For example, the two maids are mandarin ducks and necks.

For example, Luobei Yumeiren is on the couch, and the style is infinite.

There were even a few guards who were raised their legs and made extremely bewitching and difficult movements.

Mu Yan looked at Xiaobao's various poses according to her requirements, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

I feel that my son is so talented!

She quickly spread out the pen and paper and began to draw in front of a few people.

And Xiaobao drove the carriage on.

When the carriage arrived at a lively market in the suburbs, Mu Yan finally put down his pen.

She raised her hand slightly, and a mysterious qi was sent.

Luo Beiyu's group suddenly regained their freedom.

But they held that position for too long, and their legs and feet were paralyzed, and as soon as they were free, they suddenly fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Mu Yan held up the painting he had just finished and showed them, "How is it?

As soon as the chief of the guard and the guards saw the image of themselves in the painting, their eyes immediately went black, and they longed to pass out.

This, this, this and this, how can a man who raises his feet and lean against another man be himself?!

And that bewitching and shy expression, where would I be like that!

If people see it like this, they won't have to be human beings from now on!

The head of the guard's face was pale, and he was about to rush over and snatch the painting from Mu Yan's hand.

Mu Yan sneered and opened the window of the carriage, "I can copy several of these paintings with my eyes closed, if I just enjoy it alone, it would be a waste." I wonder if I threw these paintings out for everyone to enjoy...... Tsk, it's too wasteful to just spread it here, and when I get back into the big town, I must copy a few more. ”

"Don't ——!!"

"Don't throw it out——!!!"

"Ahhh——!h