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This tone was firm, as if she had to marry him.
Can this man be a little more domineering?
Mu Yan gritted his teeth, "What I like is Xiaobao's biological father, I won't marry anyone except him." You're going to die of this heart!"
Anyway, the tiger flag of "Xiaobao's biological father" has already been ripped up, and she doesn't mind using it more thoroughly.
Sure enough, hearing this, Di Mingjue's eyes sank.
The air in the room seemed to be a little depressed.
If it is said that seeing Mu Yan and the half-naked wild man in the same room, Di Mingjue is still pure jealousy.
Every time he mentioned the person "Xiaobao's biological father", he seemed to be slashed in his heart.
He was out of breath from the pain.
Because Di Mingjue knew that those ** men, even if they were close to Mu Yan, did not enter her heart.
As Mu Yan said, in her eyes, those men are just works of art.
However, Xiaobao's father is really involved in Mu Yan's life.
They even have a crystallization of life.
As long as you see how much Mu Yan loves Xiaobao, you can imagine how much she loves Xiaobao's father.
What kind of sweet past do the two of them have?
And that was the past, which he would never be able to participate in.
As soon as he thought of this, Di Mingjue felt a suffocating pain.
He hated why he hadn't looked for the prophesied Daughter of Destiny sooner.
If he had found Mu Yan five years earlier, would he have been able to have this woman completely.
Could he be the only one in Mu Yan's life?
The back of the man leaving looked indescribably lonely.
Let Mu Yan's heart be slightly sour.
However, when she came back to her senses, that little bit of sourness turned into anger.
Bastard Emperor Mingjue!
I actually locked her up!
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It was already dark.
Junji Medical Hall, in Mu Yan's room, the lights are still bright.
"Little master, do you want me to sleep with you?" Feng Haitang looked at the little boy in front of him, but with a cold face, and couldn't help but ask.
Xiaobao shook his head, there was still no expression on his handsome little face, "You go and rest." ”
Feng Haitang nodded, but still couldn't help but look at him worriedly.
Since following Miss, Feng Haitang's daily task is to take care of Mu Yan and Xiaobao's diet and daily life.
She has a cold temperament and is not good at words, but the admiration and gratitude for Mu Yan in her heart are increasing day by day.
After following Mu Yan's side, she realized how superb her medical skills were for this girl who was younger than herself.
Yan Haotian's injuries back then, if there was no Mu Yan to heal him.
Now, let alone reverting to the previous cultivation, even surviving is extremely difficult.
And during this time, the people of the ink camp may have to fight hard for the special occult medicine.
But Mu Yan was not stingy with her, Yan Haotian, Ruyan and others.
Those high-grade occult pills that were snatched out of the head were candy that they could eat casually to them.
Feng Haitang was full of gratitude to Mu Yan in his heart, so he took care of the little master more attentively.
And the little master in front of him can be said to be the best, the most outstanding, and the most sensible child in the world.
Other four-year-olds may be wallowing and wallowing all over the floor.
He is already sensible and distressing.
The hard work and seriousness of her daily cultivation made her an adult.
But because of this, Feng Haitang felt unspeakably distressed about this child.
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