Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

However, just a moment later, the cruel expression on Muyun's face converged. It was clear that the people next to him had no soul at all, just a body.

Mu Yunlu still just wants to show his most perfect side before his eyes.

However, it doesn't mean that Mu Yun's heart doesn't have any diaphragm.

"Husband..." Muyun tried to cry. She had been holding it in her heart for a long time. After calling it out quietly, the second sound was much smoother.

Not at all. I'm sorry.

"Husband." Mu Yun snuggled into her body, and a trace of ruddy rose on her face.

"Husband, shall we have another child?"

"Have another child of yours and me."

Yes, not his and other women's children, but his and her children!

Even if the lunar calendar is indeed born of this body, she is not the one he holds in his arms, nor is she possessed by him, nor is she the one who accepts him.

She was not the one who conceived in October, nor was she the one who gave birth to her beloved.

She is not the one who calls her mother in the lunar calendar!!

It's not her!

It's just a body!

Now that she has returned, why can't she rightfully regain these?

What's more

Mu Yunlu raised his head in his arms and looked at his side face. He could not recover in the future. The quilt could only live like a wood.

If she had as like as two peas, he had the same blood and his offspring.

Mu Yun's eyes suddenly showed a strange look!

She may really

At the thought of this, Mu Yun's breath suddenly resumed, and there was an irregular purplish red on her face. In her eyes, it was like excitement and shame.

Then the closed door suddenly opened.

Mu Yun's expression was stunned, so he heard the people outside the door scold, "what are you doing!"

Dad

Muyun didn't expect that the high priest would open the door. His face was in a moment of panic, "I..."

However, before she finished saying a word, the high priest came in full of gloom. After looking at the hundred Li Chonghua's body, he moved to Muyun's body.

"He's already dead! That's why you saved him? You even like dead people!" how could his daughter be so cowardly!

The God of war of Daxi country, this face really has enough capital to make women crazy for him.

But there should be no daughter of his high priest!

What's more, Baili Chonghua is still the man who has used fake goods. His daughter still wants to pick up junk!

Mu Yun's scolded face turned white. It reminded her that she was still in the arms of Bai Li Chonghua. She immediately withdrew and explained with the high priest's gloomy eyes: "no, it's not... Dad, listen to me, it's not what you see."

"Oh." the high priest only gave a laugh. He didn't see it. What was it like?

What the eyes see can't be counted as a fact. How can it be counted?

"Daddy! I'm not willing!" suddenly, Mu Yun said.

This made the high priest endure what he was going to say, and said in another sentence, "why, someone forced you to hold him!"

Don't mention redundant people in this room, not even a redundant ghost!