Chapter 3374: Induction of blood between father and son (4)

"Probably Xiaobao's bloodline father, who has suffered special injuries now. And their bloodline inheritance is a bit special. They usually have no interaction with each other, but once the heritage hidden in the bloodline is triggered, the father and son State, there will be a short-term communication. "
Mu Yan was dumbfounded.
"To be clear, Xiaobao has endured part of the pain that the silly garbage man is suffering now."
Xiaobao's biological father?
Mu Yan's thoughts flickered for a moment.
The dark and wet cave, the hot breath, almost melted her arms, and the tear-like pain ...
Hands clenched suddenly, and the nails were almost embedded in the meat.
Qihuang saw her suddenly pale face, her original mocking and cursing attitude instantly converged, her eyes full of worry: "Hey, Jun Muyan, are you okay?"
Mu Yan shook her head slightly.
It took a long time to take a deep breath, touching Xiaobao's forehead, and whispering softly: "How long will Xiaobao be suffering?"
Qihuang: "This uncertainty depends on the severity of the man's injury. But you can rest assured that although Xiaobao is suffering now, this pain is good for him. When he wakes up, there is a great chance Xiuwei will ascend, even into epiphany ... "
After hearing this from Qihuang, Mu Yan was relieved.
Embracing Xiaobao, who was frowning with a little brows, in her arms, she patted her gently, "Don't be afraid of Xiaobao, my mother is here."
This empathy triggered by bloodline inheritance does not have any medicine or treatment that works.
Mu Yan could only watch his own baby pain.
Xiaobao opened his eyes staggeringly, exhaling a hot breath in his mouth: "My dear, Xiaobao ... uncomfortable ..."
Mu Yan felt a pain in her heart, bent down, and gently rubbed Xiaobao's hot cheek with her face.
"My mother knows that Xiaobao is sick, so she will be uncomfortable. When the disease is cured, everything will be fine."
Xiaobao reached out his small hand, grabbed Mu Yan's clothes corner, and gently squeezed: "Xiaobao is sick, my mother ... will always stay with Xiaobao ... is it?"
Mu Yan's eyes circled red: "Even if Xiaobao is ill, my mother will accompany you."
Xiaobao showed a careful smile.
The ice-blue eyes that were reddened by the heat were filled with the childish happiness that was usually invisible: "Can Xiaobao also sleep with his mother? Xiaobao has been sleeping with her mother for a long time ..."
Mu Yan quickly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and kissed him on the forehead. "Of course you can. When Xiaobao is sick, will your mother take you to shopping? Xiaobao hasn't bought clothes for his mother for a long time."
Even the drowsy Xiaobao nodded strongly, and then whispered: "Actually, Xiaobao bought ... my mother, father, and Xiaobao's ... The family ... Xiaobao likes, likes, like very much……"
The immature voice was getting softer and lighter, and finally fell into a deep sleep in Mu Yan's arms.
The persistent high fever has also gradually receded.
Mu Yan touched Xiaobao's flushed little face, and there was endless tenderness in her eyes.
Qihuang suddenly said: "Who is Xiao Bao's biological father?"
Mu Yan's expression was stagnant, and then her lips were faintly said, "It's just a dead man who doesn't matter."
Qihuang shrank his neck and dared not ask again.
He always felt that every word in Mu Yan's words was full of murderousness.