Xue Yihan immediately followed, he really didn't want to see Chaos Baby get angry.
Entering Qinyan Palace, Xue Yihan strode forward and directly hugged the angry Chaos baby into his arms.
"Don't be angry!" He turned around and raised Chaos Baby's chin, wanting her to look at him.
Ming Wuyan patted his hand off, and said angrily, "Since when did you have such a good relationship with him?"
Xue Yihan said helplessly: "It's not because of a good relationship, but because I sealed Nie Feiqing when I was in the Royal Holy Land, and now he is just Youqin for a short time."
If it was Nie Feiqing, how could he let him appear in front of Chaos Baby.
Ming Wuyan was slightly taken aback, "Is it just Youqin?"
"Yes, it's just Youqin. Youqin and Nie Feiqing are different. Although they co-exist and share Youqin's body, they still have fundamental differences. Baby Chaos, I'm not a generous person, do you think I will push my woman to the side of other men?" Xue Yihan's tone was very serious, but also with a hint of helplessness.
When Chaos Baby got angry, he became nervous, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Originally, he knew that every move of the Chaos Baby could affect his thoughts, but now the Chaos Baby seemed to grow in the depths of her soul. Even if she frowned, he wished he could soothe her and remove all troubles for her.
Ming Wuyan lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Then he said that he doesn't have much time, does he mean that he will soon become Nie Feiqing?"
Xue Yihan thought for a while before saying: "At least for three days, I will not be disturbed by another soul! So, I will be with you for these three days."
"Then why do you trust Youqin?" Ming Wuyan was still puzzled.
Xue Yihan patted her head, and seeing that her emotions had settled down, he said: "I'm a good judge of people, your husband has a pair of discerning eyes."
When Ming Wuyan heard this, she suddenly pursed her lips and laughed, "Then look, who is Xue Ruochen's good match, and does it have anything to do with Yi Lange or Lingtao?"
Xue Yihan raised his eyebrows, and lightly brushed her tender red lips with his fingertips, "Are you going to draw the red line again?"
Ming Wuyan blinked her eyes, "If you don't pull, just gossip."
"Well. Then let them let it be!" Xue Yihan lowered his head and kissed the sweet and soft lips of Chaos Baby.
Every time he kissed Chaos Baby, he would be a little absent-minded, thinking that no matter what he could not kiss, no matter what he wanted, it would not be enough.