Attack of the Adorable Kid

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The document bag is sealed.

The words paternity test center are printed on it.

Musihan glanced at Nanzhao, who was behind him. Her bushy curled eyelashes trembled, leaking her inner nervousness and nagging.

Moushan's sculpted handsome and hard outline instantly became tense. The big hand holding the document bag increased a bit, and his voice was deep and dumb. "The kid and his biological father?"

Nanxun's scalp was numb with his deep eyes.

It turned out that she hadn't seen it herself, she didn't know how to answer him.

Mu Sihan saw Nanzhao not talking, and Jun's face was a little gloomy.

Nanxun raised his hand and wanted to grab the document bag in his big palm, but he quickly stood up and raised the file with his big hand, so that she couldn't get it.

"Musehan, this is my privacy, you have no right to interfere!"

Moushan's slender and bony hand clasped Nanxun's wrist, and threw her to the closet. Then she wrapped her long arm around her neck and pressed her to her strong and healthy chest.

"Mushan, what are you doing ..." Nanxun lifted his feet and nudged him, but he moved faster than her.

Now her posture was pinned down by him. Can't move at all.

Mu Sihan looked down at the woman in his arms. He held the document bag with one hand, white and neat teeth, and bit his mouth. The action was wild and neat.

"Musehan ..."

"Shut up!" The man bit out the document in the document bag with his mouth and placed it on the top of the woman's head, but when he saw the top two names, his movements were frozen instantly.

The names of the appraisers are actually him and the imp ...

Moushan's dark pupil narrowed, his fingers holding the document, so strong that he almost shredded the paper. At the same time, the hand that held Nan's neck was constantly adding gravity due to muscle tension.

Nanxun was out of breath, pressed by him, and he kept tightening his arms. She felt that she was going to be strangled by him.

"Muse Sihan, what nerve do you have?" Nanxun kept beating and scratching his hands on his back.

She scratched a red mark on his back, and he frowned, releasing her.

Tall body, walking towards the window. Nanzhao was chasing after him, but he gave a cold drink, "Stand there, don't move."

Nanxun was shocked by the cold air field on him.

The heart in my chest became more nervous and restless--

Moushan frowned, and looked back stiffly and slowly.

Imp is his son?

When did he have a relationship with Nanxun?

More than four years ago?

Why is he not remembered?

In just a few seconds, Mu Sihan had countless doubts in his head.

A heart surging, excited, incredible--

On the last page, Mu Sihan swept down to the bottom of the result.

...

After Mu Sihan told Nanxun not to pass, she stood still and didn't move further.

Looking at him, she was so nervous that her fingers curled up.

In less than a minute, she seemed to have passed a century.

The result is nothing more than two possibilities, yes or no.

Nanxun didn't think about it. If so, how should she face Mu Sihan—

If not, how could she explain to him--

After looking at the results, Mu Sihan turned his head and looked southward with a deep eyebrow. "I pulled on my head that night just to tear off a few hairs and the ghost to do DNA?"

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