Don't look at Qi Xiaohuang's hard-spoken and merciless words, but in fact he is just arrogant.
Muyan suddenly stretched out her hand, connected to the gray cloth, and hugged the person together.
Qi Huang's whole body froze for a moment, and then he shouted: "Jun Muyan, you, you, what are you doing? Don't you understand whether men and women kiss or not? You, let me down quickly."
Muyan sneered, and even patted Bai Nennen's little butt, "You're such a smart guy, why are you talking about whether men and women can kiss each other?"
Qi Huang threw off the gray cloth, and shouted angrily, "Jun Muyan, you still know that this deity is a noble ancient weapon spirit, you, you are so audacious that you dare to hit this deity..."
"Little fart." Muyan kindly added for him.
Qi Huang was so angry that he almost didn't turn around, "Bastard, when the deity recovers, I will never let you go!!"
He had a pair of cold eyebrows, murderous intent, and a menacing Muyan.
It's a pity that these expressions and coercion, placed on the young Qihuang's face, are monstrous and terrifying.
Putting it on the white and tender little doll in front of him, only the adorableness remains.
Muyan finally couldn't control her claws, grabbed her soft little face and pulled it.
Oh, it's really good!
Softer than Xiaobao's face.
Qihuang went crazy completely, Oujie seemed to be scratching and dancing wildly.
"Bastard bastard bastard! Jun Muyan, this deity wants to kill..."
Before he finished yelling, Muyan's hand that pinched his small face has changed to caress the back of his head.
There was a little bit of tenderness and gratitude in the peach blossom eyes that had always been lazy and evil.
"Qihuang, thank you!"
Qihuang's fury was like a punctured ball all of a sudden, leaking out.
He snorted, "You, don't think that the deity will let you go if you say that."
Muyan continued: "Also, I think Qi Huang like this is really cute, I like it very much."
The white and tender cheeks turned crimson almost visible to the naked eye.
Qi Huang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was speechless, unable to utter a single word.
He only felt that his heart was beating so fast in his chest that it was almost about to pop out.
If... he has a heart and a heart.
"You... like..." Qihuang's voice was difficult and tense.
But before he could say anything, Xiaobao rushed in from the outside.
As soon as they saw Muyan holding a little doll carved in powder and jade.
Always calm and precocious, the future young master of Jiyu, who never changed his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
Who is this little doll
Why did Niangqin hug him so intimately
Could it be that he is about to be robbed of his position as the most important treasure in mother's mind
As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Bao rushed over without even thinking about it, and hugged Muyan's thigh, "Mother."
On the raised delicate face, a pair of watery blue eyes were full of admiration and longing, "Mother, hug!"
Muyan was stunned.
This... Is this Xiaobao acting like a baby with her
Her baby has always been calm and rational, without the innocence and willfulness that her peers should have.
This is the first time Xiaobao has shown the attitude that a five or six-year-old child should have.
Muyan quickly put down Qihuang, hugged Xiaobao into her arms, and kissed his face, "What's wrong, baby?"
Xiaobao didn't speak, but rubbed against her neck, then looked at Qihuang coldly.
I don't care who you are? But mother is mine!
Mother can only hug me, only kiss me, and only treat Xiaobao as the most important baby.