After the little milk sound came out, everyone was shocked.

what's the situation?

Mu Nian'an also looked at her small breasts without reacting, with a question mark on her face.

What is this little guy shouting about?

"嗲嗲!"

Mu Tuantuan didn't care how much shock his shouting made to everyone at this moment. When he saw that Mo Qinghan didn't respond, he puffed up his little face in anger and anxiousness and shouted again in a sweet voice.

Mo Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and rubbed the soft hair of her little breasts, and said with a smile:

"Miss me all the time?"

Mo Qinghan

The small breasts seemed very satisfied after ejaculation. With Mo Qinghan's support, they started bouncing on Mo Qinghan's legs.

But Mo Qinghan didn't care at all, and smiled very fondly: "Tuan Tuan is strong, you can learn martial arts in the future, and you won't be bullied in the future."

"This little girl, if she continues to learn martial arts, I'm afraid she won't be able to get married in the future."

Mu Nian'an said with disgust, while watching the chubby little feet of the little nipples jumping on Mo Qinghan's body, the corner of his mouth twitched.

As a mother with small breasts, she knows very well the strength of this little thing's legs!

Normally, even if it were her, half her life would be wasted if her little breasts jumped like this!

Mo Qinghan...

Mu Nian'an thought about this and cast his eyes on Mo Qinghan's legs with some sympathy.

Sure enough, these legs, which are not good at walking, have no feeling at all...

Mo Qinghan happened to see Mu Nian'an's flash of sympathy through the small nipples, and his eyes flashed slightly, hiding a few traces of his smile.

"It doesn't matter, the Huai'an Prince's Palace can still afford it."

"Huh?" Mu Nian'an felt suffocated and looked at Mo Qinghan in shock. For a moment, she didn't know what Mo Qinghan meant.

The little girl was bouncing around and eating with her own fingers. She seemed to be having fun. She pinched Mo Qinghan's nose with her little hand that was stained with her own saliva.

"Daddy..."

This time, Mu Nianan finally understood what the little girl called Mo Qinghan!

Daddy?

How dare this little guy?

Mu Nian'an's eyes widened in embarrassment, and he quickly got up from the mat, ran to Mo Qinghan and the others, stretched out his hand to hug the little nipple, then pointed the little nipple's forehead reproachfully, and scolded:

"What are you yelling about, little girl! Also, look at your hands, are they dirty! Are you wiping them on people's faces?"

As he said that, he looked at Mo Qinghan sheepishly. Seeing that Mo Qinghan's face was stained with suspicious saliva, he apologized and quickly took out his handkerchief to wipe Mo Qinghan's face and said:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I made you dirty, this..."

"It's okay, Tuantuan likes me, I'm very happy."

Mo Qinghan's voice was very soft, just like the breeze in March, wrapped in a romantic flavor, making people feel addicted when listening to it.

Mu Nian'an was stunned for a moment, then coughed, retracted his hand and said, "The prince looks approachable, so children will naturally like him."

Mo Qinghan was noncommittal, and before he had time to speak, he heard the little ball begin to twist on Mu Nian'an's body.

"Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

While the little girl was twisting and trying to pounce on Mo Qinghan, she yelled at Mu Nian'an as if accusing her, with a look like, "You bad guy, put me back now."

Anyone who has held a baby knows that even though a baby is small, once it is unwilling to be held by you and becomes noisy, it is impossible for an adult to hold it.

First of all, the little baby's struggle is really strong, and secondly, the adults are not willing to suppress it too hard for fear of hurting the baby.

"You, you little thing, you! Ah!"

Mu Nianan wanted to control the struggling little breasts, but the little breasts struggled too hard. Mu Nianan stood in the fence and took a step back, but he tripped over the fence and knocked it over.

, the person also fell directly.

At the critical moment, a strong arm directly wrapped around Mu Nian'an's waist. Immediately, Mu Nian'an felt a tightening around his waist, and his whole body fell into Mo Qinghan's arms.

Mu Nian'an subconsciously held the small breast tightly with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to press against Mo Qinghan's chest.

The firm touch under his hand made Mu Nianan slightly stunned.

Although this prince looks thin...but he actually has...chest muscles?

As if asking for proof, Mu Nianan pinched it twice more, it was very strong...

"Well……"

But because of Mu Nian'an's troublesome hand, Mo Qinghan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, low-pitched and ascetic, with a bewitching flavor.

Mo Qinghan held Mu Nian'an's wrist and said hoarsely: "Miss Mu, are you okay?"

Miss Mu?

The familiar name, and the low and hoarse voice due to the restraint of lust, were a bit familiar, and Mu Nian'an couldn't help but think of her drunken beauty in the hot spring that day.

Mu Nian'an slowly raised his head, his eyes fell directly on Mo Qinghan's thin and red lips, pursed his lips, and subconsciously stretched out his index finger and landed on Mo Qinghan's lips.

At this moment, Mo Qinghan's body stiffened, as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyes were filled with a hint of astonishment.

"Your Majesty, have you ever been to Zhuangzi's back mountain?"

Mu Nian'an raised his eyes and looked directly into Mo Qinghan's eyes and asked.

Mo Qinghan wanted to open his mouth to say something, but when he felt the hand on his lips, he reached out and took off Mu Nianan's hand, and then said:

"Back mountain? Miss Mu, my legs and feet are inconvenient, so it's not convenient for me to go up the mountain."

When Mu Nian'an heard Mo Qinghan's explanation, he didn't quite believe it, but he moved off Mo Qinghan's body, threw the small breast balls into the fence, and then squatted on Mo Qinghan's body.

in front of.

She looked at Mo Qinghan's legs and stretched out her hands, as if she wanted to touch those legs to confirm something.

But Po Jun stopped Mu Nian'an in time and said coldly: "Miss Mu, what are you doing? Do you want to insult our prince?"

However, Mo Qinghan stretched out his hand, waved towards Po Jun and said, "It's okay. If Miss Mu doesn't believe me, she has some inconvenience. I might as well confirm it myself to put her mind at ease."

Having said this, Mo Qinghan looked at Mu Nian'an with eyes still as gentle as water and said, "Miss Mu, you can confirm it."

Mu Nian'an was stunned for a moment, looking at Mo Qinghan's clear eyes, feeling guilty for a moment.

She is really not a human being!

How could he reveal his scars in front of others?

How could Mo Qinghan be pretending to be disabled?

She has read the original text! Doesn’t the author still know if it is fake?

Thinking of this, Mu Nian'an quickly stood up and apologized to Mo Qinghan:

"I'm sorry, Prince, it's just my random suspicion, but that matter is very important to me, I'm sorry... I..."

After all, I still wanted to know what kind of monster I had kissed at that time, so I became a little more impulsive.

"It's okay, I just don't know what it is? Can I help?"

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