Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 829 [Baby] Infant Blood Magic Art (2)

Most likely someone with status.

Jiaai thought to herself, but her face remained calm and composed, and she did not forget her "duty".

"Huge waves? Then you are really lucky. That kind of big waves only come once in 30 years." After showing a strange expression, the sissy looked at the little meatball on the bed.

"It's not good for the child to get fatter. You should pay attention to it. Raising a child doesn't mean that the fatter the better..." The sissy reminded in a low voice.

"Thank you, I understand. My husband's surname is Feng. How about you?" Introducing each other is a basic etiquette, and I don't know how long it will last. I can't even call each other "Hello", not to mention how strange and rude that is. .

"My name is Mo Zizhu, you can rest assured to wait for your husband here."

Mo Zizhu looks gentle and handsome, but he exudes a sissy aura all over his body. The smell of makeup and powder is too strong, but it is hard to classify what kind of man he belongs to.

In short, some of his actions are more real than Jiaai.

"Well, please find another place to sleep." She pointed to the ball on the bed, implying that a child should not be allowed to sleep on the floor or something.

When Mo Zizhu stepped into the room, he was already impressed by Yuanqiu's chubby body, so he was very curious about her appearance... After looking at her, he really couldn't see her facial features.

Because I am too fat, the original outline has risen a circle, and having an outline is equivalent to not having one.

He showed a very disapproving expression, "This kid, you have to lose weight!"

He seems to be used to speaking with his voice squeezed, this sentence is a bit too sharp, a doubt flashed in Jia Ai's mind, this Mo Zizhu could not be an eunuch who was exiled somewhere...

"Hey, why is there a little purple spot on her ear?" Mo Zizhu spotted the purple spot with sharp eyes, and asked in surprise, "Could it be some kind of birthmark?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, there was a strange cold light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he thought of.

Jiaai focused on the child, and she didn't have any doubts about Mo Zizhu, so she didn't capture the specialness. When Mo Zizhu talked about the child, her subconscious heart was tied to the child.

"It's okay." She said lightly, she didn't feel the need to let Mo Zizhu know too much.

Mo Zizhu nodded, "Okay, let the child sleep peacefully. What do you want to eat? I'll cook it."

When it comes to cooking, his eyes are bright, and he seems very interested.

"Whatever you want." Jia Ai replied indifferently, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Mo Zizhu looked at Duan Jiaai thoughtfully, then turned and left.

As soon as he left, Jiaai took out her own silver needle, and took the white cup on the table. The silver needle pierced the purple spot on the ball's ear, and a drop of bright red blood flowed down.

Yuanqiu in his sleep seemed to feel it, and his facial features were wrinkled, especially the tip of his nose was still slightly twitching...it looked very painful.

There was a soft light in Jiaai's eyes, she took out the ointment she was carrying, and rubbed it on her earballs.

This medicine is specially formulated for balls, for abrasions.

The ball is easy to move. Even if she is holding her, she will love to reach out and grab things. She often catches thorny things and hurts a pair of small hands. Jiaai loves her, so she prepared this practical ointment, which not only can Hemostasis, but also pain relief.

Compared to being scratched by a decoration on someone's body, this tiny silver needle will not cause her much pain, so it will not wake her up.

(End of this chapter)