The violence and jealousy in my heart spit out snake letters like poisonous snakes, trying to escape.
Muyan looked at him without blinking, without any hesitation or evasion.
Her arm gently embraces God Ming Jue's neck, her voice is soft but firm, "Di Ming Jue, can you really accept my past, Xiaobao?"
If Di Ming Jue has a grudge against Xiao Bao, even if it would hurt her heart to leave Di Ming Jue, she will do that.
Because, to her, Little Treasure is her most important treasure in this world, and no one can hurt her, even herself.
Di Ming Jue looks at her with deep eyes, "I said before that I have already regarded Xiaobao as my own son. It's not because of you, but because I am willing."
He wouldn't say that from the moment he saw Xiaobao, there was a strange feeling in his heart.
There is a little bit of disgust, but ninety-nine points of affection.
A little bit at a loss, but ninety-nine percent of expectations.
Somehow, that little guy, like a child who belonged to him, softened his iron-hard heart, and made him plan to make him the future master of Jiyu from the very beginning.
Listening to the man's categorical words, a bright smile bloomed on Muyan's face.
Although he already knew that Di Ming Jue treats Xiao Bao very well, so nice that he is as harmonious as his own father and son.
But she still wants to hear Di Ming Jue say it himself.
Only in that way can she give her heart completely.
That way, she can look forward to starting a new family.
A new home that belongs to her, to Di Ming Jue, and to Xiaobao.
Looking at the girl's flowery smile, Di Ming Jue's expression doesn't brighten up at all.
With a low voice, he said slowly: "What about you, Yanyan? You said at the beginning that you only loved Xiaobao's biological father. Now, how much is his position in your heart? How much is this gentleman's?" ?”
Ga? !
Di Ming Jue's question makes Muyan dumbfounded.
Only now did she belatedly remember that she was trying to reject and prevaricate Di Ming Jue.
Said that he only loves Xiaobao's biological father, let him die.
Muyan only felt beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, she murmured: "Di Ming Jue, this matter, you...listen to my explanation..."
But in Di Ming Jue's eyes, her hesitant appearance is a proof of her unrequited love for Xiaobao's "biological father".
Without waiting for Muyan to speak out.
He suddenly grabbed Muyan's waist, and pressed her into his arms.
Then a big palm pressed the back of Muyan's head, and kissed it heavily.
The men's clothes just put on were gently untied, and each piece slipped off.
…
Clouds and rain.
Di Ming Jue hugs the girl in his arms, looking at her sweet sleeping face.
Gently stretch out your fingers, and gently draw along Muyan's delicate eyebrows.
The tenderness in those icy blue eyes is like a vast ocean, capable of drowning people.
If this kind of Di Ming Jue is seen by people from Jiyu and Xiuxian mainland, they might think they saw a fake emperor.
That decisive, lofty, ruthless Di Ming Jue.
In front of this woman named Jun Muyan, he discarded all his pride and indifference, and turned into a bone-chilling tenderness.
Only in front of this one person.
Di Ming Jue lowers his head, gently pecks and kisses the girl's tender lips.
The charming and fiery scene just now flashed across his mind, and the guts in his body hoped to revive again just around the corner.
However, seeing the exhaustion in Muyan's eyes, Di Ming Jue's divine power circulates in his body, instantly suppressing Gu Qiang.