Chapter 1365: Miss husband, Emperor (3)

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The sentence has not been finished yet, and the temperature in the room has dropped suddenly.
Su Zi's face became visible to the naked eye.
Purple eyes appear on both fingers and lips.
Mu Yan was shocked and quickly said: "The emperor, calm, calm, and have a heart disease, can not bear your pressure."
As she said, she took out the symbol and pressed it on Su Zizhen.
Fu Zi burning, Su Ziying's face is finally better.
Mu Yan is sinking her face: "Hey, you make trouble again, I am welcome!"
Su Zhe flattened his mouth and was very upset.
But the expression of serious and angry on the face, or the commissioner bent: "I am wrong, Miss Sister."
He said, he looked up at the emperor and glanced at it unwillingly, "Miss."
"Cough... cough and cough... small... young lady..."
Mu Yan was almost killed by Su Zikai’s name.
Hey!
But the emperor was actually called a young lady?
How do you feel so happy?
Su Zikai took the food box and walked away.
Mu Yancai suppressed the urge to laugh, and looked at the emperor: "That, Su Zikai is an exchange student at Fengtian College to come to the Star Academy. Because his illness is very strange, I only contacted him. I want to try to treat his illness."
The existence of Qihuang cannot be known to anyone.
Even the emperor can't.
This is the seven thousand glory, and even forced Mu Yan and Xiao Bao to swear.
Although Mu Yan is full of trust in the Emperor, but it can not violate the wishes of Qi Huang.
"For me, Su Zikai is a little brother." Mu Yan is close to the man who is still cold-faced, showing a flattering smile. "I said that you are an adult, this inexplicable flying vinegar, you should not eat it." ?"
The emperor looked up and looked at her with no expression. He sneered: "Who said that this gentleman is jealous?"
"Yes, yes, you are not ate with a little vinegar." Mu Yan quickly gave the steps. "I am a little girl. I am hungry and want to eat. So, dear fiance, can I eat your love meal?" ?"
The emperor’s cold shackles flashed a touch of gentleness.
Just when Mu Yan thought that he had finally escaped, he could have a good time.
The emperor waved his hand and the delicious food on the table disappeared without a trace.
Mu Yan is dumbfounded. "What are you doing?"
The emperor stood up and then bent down. She was very close to her, and she bent her lips slightly: "This gentleman changed his mind."
"What?"
"This is a jealous one." The emperor was a word, almost gnashing his teeth. "After this time, Benjun drank a stomach vinegar. So, Yan Yan, your love meal is gone."
In the contempt of Mu Yan as a lightning strike.
The monarch is still very bad and stretches out a slender finger, "One month!"
After that, not waiting for the reaction of Mu Yan, the figure will turn into a disappearance of smoke.
"The emperor! You will return my spiritual food!!"
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In the next few days, the emperor frequently entered and exited in the Muyan house, and there was no intention of avoiding it.
This time, even if the cloud does not say cold, other people in the Xiaoyao Gate also saw the relationship between the two.
For Yan’s naive oath of sovereignty, Mu Yan is also crying and laughing.
But what made her most depressed was that the Emperor actually did what she said, and she was not prepared to cook for her this month.
Mu Yan depressed the hand to drop the elixir into the alchemy furnace, and then waved the strings.