Nether King's Genius Wife

"Niang --"

so it's really mother daughter heart to heart, even the dim tears in her eyes, that gesture is like a mold carved out of the same, Miss Mu opened her mouth and called Zhen Qingqing.

Zhen Qingqing didn't notice anything wrong, mainly because the lunar calendar in her arms was crying all the time. She didn't notice her daughter's abnormality at the moment.

"The lunar calendar has been crying for his mother. I can't pacify him."

With a sad brow and a bitter face, Zhen Qingqing even frowned on her face, which made people feel pity for her.

She took two steps to pass the child to the past, and hoped that the big miss Mu would quickly pacify the little lunar calendar.

Mu big miss stiff face, took the lunar calendar, but some do not know what to do.

But fortunately, the little lunar calendar back to a familiar point in the arms, also really instantaneous did not cry.

"Sure enough, it's a white eyed wolf who is not well bred. It's so good when it comes to my mother's arms."

Zhen Qingqing didn't know the inside story. She gently relied on the high priest's arms and began to tease, but she was relieved.

And Mu big miss, she is the first time to hold the lunar calendar, soft small body in her arms, she can not say what kind of feeling in the heart.

Although it was a child born from her body, she could not be intimate.

There is no blood to touch, no more maternal love flooding heartache.

But looking at the face of the little lunar calendar, the small face that looks like a hundred Li Chonghua reminds Miss mu of the man, Bai Li Chonghua.

Slightly suffused with red light, Mu big miss's spring heart sprouted, and then looked at the little lunar calendar's eyes are also gentle a lot.

But when she raised her hand and wanted to touch the face of the lunar calendar, she just touched it just now, which led to the crying of the little lunar calendar. She tightly closed her eyes and opened her throat. The little lunar cry was very sad. No matter how much she was coaxed, it didn't work.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with my grandson

Zhen Qingqing flustered up and quickly squatted down to get close to the past.

"I don't know. He was fine just now. I don't know what happened to him."

Miss Mu was also worried. She wanted to try to change her position and hold the lunar calendar. However, she was not only crying, but also pushing her legs and arms. She also left a few blood marks on her face with her small hands during several movements.

"Oh

Mu's anger suddenly came up. She let go of one hand and covered her cheek. She didn't like the baby with milk fragrance all over her body. In one hand, she took the little lunar calendar and pushed it into Zhen Qingqing's arms.

"What happened? Isn't the lunar calendar your favorite mother? Why did you scratch your mother's face? Bad, but don't leave a scar for me

Zhen Qingqing is in the heart is strange, did not take the lunar calendar, want to see the wound on the face of big miss mu, but was taken over by the high priest and handed it to her arms.

She didn't know why, but the high priest knew it.

After all, he is not the mother-in-law of the lunar calendar. Although the body is the same, he is afraid that the mother and the son are connected to each other, and he is afraid that he has noticed it.

This child, very strange.

"You go out with the baby and let her have a good rest. This is what she needs most now."

Holding Zhen Qingqing on her shoulder, the high priest winked at Miss mu, and then urged Zhen Qingqing to leave her room.