First-class Female Spiritualist, Domineering Maid Covering the Sky With One Hand

Chapter 138: This little baby



Chapter 138: This little baby

Mu Fengzhao was frightened by the bitter tone. Who is her mother, don't shout, okay!

When the old man Xingyue heard the pink little girl say, he accidentally tightened his beard's hand, stubbing out several of his beard.

My god, my disciple has children, is this my disciple and grandson? ? ?

The old man Xingyue looked at Mu Fengzhao incredulously. He couldn't tell, you little girl, there is such a big child in silence. The old man didn't know until now, but that's true. This is a beautiful and exquisite one. The little girl can give birth to her own apprentice.

However, the old man Xingyue thought for a while and was sorrowful. He turned out to be a grandson again, but he, an old man, hasn't held hands with a woman until now. He has been obsessed with cultivation before.

Now it's really behind, behind, it's not even better than a little girl.

Mu Fengzhao completely ignored the scrutiny gaze of the old man Xingyue, looked at the little girl who called her mother, and pursed his lips.

Under Mu Fengzhao's unchanging face for thousands of years, a little panic appeared, and his voice was a bit astringent to the little girl.

"who are you?"

After hearing this question, the little girl wrinkled her brows in distress, Mu Fengzhao's somewhat stern tone made her feel helpless.

The little girl said hesitatingly after a long time.

"I'm mom's daughter, I'm Azi, why don't you want me, mom."

There are complaints about the grievance of the little girl's voice, making Mu Fengzhao confused, Azi, is that the bracelet?

Mu Fengzhao looked at the old man Xingyue with suspicious eyes. After receiving Mu Fengzhao's eyes, the old man Xingyue shrugged helplessly, saying that he was not clear.

"Mom." Azi yelled to Mu Fengzhao with nostalgia, with a grievance in her voice. Mu Fengzhao's heart softened a little.

But this matter hasn't been figured out yet, Mu Fengzhao's face is still cold, not gentle at all.

The old man Xingyue was the opposite of Mu Fengzhao's, but the other two people did not look at him with the slightest glance.

Mu Fengzhao was a little guilty when he was seen by Azi's big wet and watery eyes, and even felt that all this was so illusory that she felt that what was in front of her was not true.

Although Mu Fengzhao looked calmly and calmly, her heart was already surging and she didn't know how to deal with it. After all, she was also the first time she was called her mother.

Looking at the lovely little dumpling in front of you, I don't know what other expressions to use to face her.

But looking at her big watery eyes, the tears seemed to fall, and there was aggrieved face on his face, Mu Fengzhao was actually a little nervous.

Facing such a beautiful little loli, she still looked at herself accusingly, and Mu Fengzhao's heart was a bit out of control no matter how powerful it was.

When Mu Fengzhao was at a loss, he thought of Old Man Xingyue, but he did not expect that Old Man Xingyue looked at Azi obsessively, the tenderness in his eyes overflowed, and the eyes full of gushing out. Be careful.

Mu Fengzhao disliked his idiot-like gaze, and when he saw such a small girl, he should not smile too kindly.

Azi looked at her mother in confusion, watched her turn to look at the smiling, squinted grandfather with white beard, his eyes revealed gentleness and kindness.


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