Ghost King’s Medical Consort

Don't bully him now, who will you bully?

"Huh! Wife madness!" Jiujiu was angry, stepped forward, hugged Mu Qianyue's thigh, and squeezed out two tears, looking pitiful, "Mother, you have Daddy, don’t you want me? I was betrayed before, and I was alone for so long, and finally met my mother, but my mother only wanted dad, my life is so bitter..."

Mu Qianyue felt soft and couldn't help but gently bend over and hug him up, "My ninety-nine is the cutest. It's my mother's dearest baby, how could my mother not like you."

Regardless of whether the ninety-nine past life is the ghost master or not, she only knows that in this life, he is the son of her laborious birth in October!

"Mother, you are the best." Jiujiu hugged Mu Qianyue's neck happily, and then made a strong sip on her face. Then he looked up at Nalanjing and raised his eyebrows triumphantly. The eyebrows are full of provocation.

Nalanjing's face turned blue with anger, and gritted her teeth, "Smelly boy, get me down!"

"No, no!" Jiujiu tightened Mu Qianyue's neck tightly, his face was full of triumphant smile, and then he did not forget to act like a baby at Mu Qianyue, "Mother, father, he bullied me! Bad father, He doesn't love me at all!"

Nalanjing trembled, thinking of Mao Yi's identity as the ghost master in the ninety-nine past lives, and then being held by Yue'er in his arms, he felt so weird?

"Okay, Jing, Jiujiu is still a child. He is only one year old. It is when he needs the care of his parents. In order to save you, he will come to the Nether Hell with me from the mainland of Huanzhou. It is enough to show his feelings for you. "Mu Qianyue looked at him helplessly.

Jiujiu stuck out his tongue at him.

"Okay, okay, there seems to be such a terrific son!" Nalanjing smiled, and then reached out and touched Jiujiu's head, "You smelly boy, it's because you came to save me. Come on, I will reluctantly recognize your son, no one can bully you as long as I am here!"

Holding Nalan Xueling on the side, "And my good daughter. My Nalanjing will use my life to protect the three of you!"

"Hehe, daddy, I love you." Nalan Xueling smiled.

"Hmph, I can barely recognize you as a daddy, too." Jiujiu hummed triumphantly.

Looking at this almost ruined Jiujiu, Mu Qianyue looked down at Jiujiu in his arms, "I didn't expect my son to be the ghost master of the Netherworld. Hey, this identity is really amazing! But your Jiujiu is also destroyed. about there."

"Hmph, a Jiuyou Gate is nothing, it will be destroyed if it is destroyed." Dao Jiujiu, who has been the ghost master of the ghost for so many years, has long been bored, and now he prefers his current identity.

With his parents, sisters, uncles and aunts who love him, why do you want this ghost master?

"Nine-Nine is really domineering." Nalan Xueling chuckled lightly.

Jiujiu took back the Ten Thousand Ghosts Order and decided to start rebuilding and repairing the Jiuyou Gate. Although he is not rare to be the master of the ghosts, he is still the master of the ghosts, and he must be responsible for this place. Moreover, he can also do for the ghosts he has taken back. Niangqin and Dad will increase their strength by one more point and become the backing of Niangqin and Dad!

...

The dark **** at night was even darker, without stars and moons, only those torches that were immortal for thousands of years were shining with dim light.

In the room, Nalanjing hugged Mu Qianyue tightly, caring her like a treasure in her arms, pressing her delicate white chin against her soft black hair.

"Lady, you have worked hard for the past two years."

She conceived and gave birth to a child for him, but he could not accompany her by her side, leaving her ninety-nine to ninety-nine in her life. He could not make up for this guilt and regret.

"Jing, do you and I still need such a talent? If it weren't for saving me, you wouldn't be imprisoned in the nether prison. Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I..." Her eyes are reddish, and she hasn't been in these two years. I have never been afraid. She is afraid and worried every day and night. She doesn't dare to think about it. She can only keep pushing hard to cultivate.

Seeing her red eyes, Na Lanjing felt a touch of distress in her heart, bowed her head and kissed her lips.

Her delicate lips resembled jujube nectar, with a hint of sweetness in the fragrance, which made him intoxicated. I just wanted to comfort her and take care of her, but couldn't help but indulge in her beauty, couldn't help but want to grab more...

For nearly two years, countless days and nights, every moment of thinking, never stopped, just like the spirits buried in the wine cellar, the more you hide, the thicker and the stronger your miss.

Only by holding tightly at this moment can his heart get peace and stability.

Mu Qianyue closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around his neck, and was also intoxicated in his tenderness, affection, domineering and beauty.

His gentleness and affection made her utter a low groan, and she looked at him with winks like silk, and a trace of heat was dyed in her clear and dark eyes.

"Yue'er...I love you..." His kiss was hot and lingering, all the way down from his chest...

"Jing, I love you too!" Mu Qianyue stared at his eyes, stretched out her hand to stroke his face, "Don't do those adventurous things in the future? I don't want you to leave me! The pain of life and death, I don't want Taste it a second time! To die, we die together! To live, we live together!"

"Good!" He nodded with a smile on his lips.

To live together, to die together to die.

Yue'er's love for him is nothing less than him!

But how could he be willing to let her die?

After all, he loves him so much!

So the next time he encounters danger, he will still rush forward without hesitation...

"Miss, we are rare to meet again, so let's not talk about it, okay?" He was not willing to make her sad.

"En." Mu Qianyue nodded, nestled in his arms, and his gentle kiss fell again.

At this moment, the suddenly closed door was kicked open with a ‘bang’.

The huge sound immediately pulled the two people who were intoxicated in it back.

"Mother, daddy, what are you two doing? Why are you closing the door of the room." There were nine and nine unhappy voices and footsteps from the door.

It seemed that he had hit the door bolt. If he hadn't kicked it open with great strength, he would have been locked in the concierge, so at this moment, the little face of Jiujiu powder carved jade was full of dissatisfaction.