Chapter 722: Marry the master

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Chapter 742 married to the master
So he finally changed his mind!
This Hou Gongwei Shanwei really can't enter, and the rest is to let Wei Weiwei continue to pretend to be an eunuch, and then let the night stare at her.
"Yes!" The night replied immediately, and his look was extremely resolute.
According to the truth, the dark guards around should be a group of cold-blooded and unaffected killers, but this night obviously does not meet this point.
Otherwise, the night will not be her trap, let her easily break free of his bondage.
"Snake...snake, snake..." Suer yelled in her dreams, and she slept on the edge of the bed, and she rolled down from the bed, while sitting on the chair and swearing, the eyes were fast. Then I caught the child who fell from the bed.
However, at this time, Suer was still not awake, a pair of good-looking smoke cages, tightly wrinkled, tight and tight, and both hands were tightly gripped.
I don’t know what happened in my dreams. When Mu Yu put Suer on the bed and put the quilt on Suer, Su’s gripping hand was to grab the sleeves of Muyu, pink. The little mouth muttered.. "Mother, Su’s hug!"
I was still having a nightmare, but now I am starting to hug.
Ms. Mu was caught in the cuffs by Su's little hands, and it was difficult to get away.
Perhaps it is too close to Suer, the scent of milk on Su's body smells very good in the breath, and it is also very familiar to Mu.
When he was holding Zhu Er, the taste of Zhu Er was similar to that of Suer.
This undoubtedly made Mu Yu a sense of closeness to Suer, especially the cute but revealing sleepy face of Suer, which made people very fond of watching.
However, Mu Yan looked carefully, but felt that he could find a trace of Wei Weiwei from Suer's eyebrows. In the past five years, he has met many people similar to Wei Weiwei, but it is only similar in appearance, but no one has Wei Weiwei's charm.
However, this little girl is to let him see the defending tail of his childhood.
The same clever, the same ancient spirits, the only difference is that Wei Weiwei knows how to grasp the good scales, doing things with a degree of relaxation, and being cool and wise.
This little girl is obviously spoiled by the people at home. There is no sense of crisis in the body. I am used to it, and I am not used to it.
However, with the talent of this little girl, as long as she has suffered a few times, she will be able to receive a harvest, and then train it, and the uncertainty will be the same as Wei Weiwei.
When night comes, it is also the most vulnerable time. The thoughts of Weiweiwei are as rapid as the tide. At this moment, his mind has an idea to leave Suer with her, and then take her to Weiweiwei. The cultivation of temperament.
Many years later, when a small Weiwei tail stood in front of him. Although it is a different appearance, but the character and charm are very similar to Wei Weiwei.
Is this a comfort to him?
Even if he just looked at it, he also felt that Wei Weiwei just changed his body and accompanied him. That would be enough.
Mu Yan thought this way, the lips with no temperature at this moment slowly revealed a bright and warm arc.
Then Mu Yan took Su Er to the bed and hugged himself, lying on the side of Suer.
Suer seems to be sleeping with her own mother-in-law before, so when Muxi was next to Suer, Suer, who was lying flat, was directly sideways, and both hands were facing Mu’s neck. Going, and a small short leg, is very natural to knock on Mu's leg.
Mu Yan couldn't help but smile. The sleeping position of this child is really similar to Wei Weiwei.
When Wei Weiwei was sleeping, he also liked to knock his leg on his leg.
"Mother's adult, Suer wants to tell you a little secret, Suer will marry the master later..." Suer's cute, soft voice rang softly in Mu's ear.
Mu Yan smiled again and reached out and touched the back of Su's head.
The soft breath that Suer called out, fluttering on Mu Yan's face, the subtle feeling, so that the heart of Mu Yan stirred up a layer of warmth.
This feeling is really wonderful!
When the morning sun shone through the shadow of the tree on the face of Suer, Suer rubbed his eyelids with his hand, and reached out and grabbed a thing to cover his face, blocking the light in front of him, and intending to continue to sleep.
Hey, what's this, it's cool and cool on the face, very comfortable, and then with a touch of ink.
Good smell!
This made her think of the taste of the master. The taste of the master is also so faint, very good.
Is the master coming?
This made Suer open his eyes.
However, it was a silver mask with a delicate pattern on her, and the pair of deep and deep like Gu Tan.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Su Er found that she was sleeping next to her uncle.
God, when she was a child, she told her that she would not sleep with a mature man on a bed, that is, her relatives would not.
This is when she asked the master to accompany her to sleep, and the mother told her.
However, now this strange uncle has climbed into her bed and slept with her.
Hey, will she marry later? She has not slept with the master! Especially after she grew up, the master even hugged her.
Suer immediately glanced at her eyes and slammed her fists on Mu Yan’s face. She did not stop, letting Su’s little fist hit his face.
Then, Su Er snorted again, his eyes bent, and pitifully held his hand. "Good pain, sore pain" and then the black scorpion, staring angrily at Muhammad.
The little girl said that he was stupid and stupid. He had a silver mask on his face, which seemed to be thin and light, but the texture was very hard.
As a result, she screamed at him with a fist.
"Rogue, rogue, you are a big hooligan, how do you want me to marry in the future?" The body of the little glutinous rice climbed up from the bed, sitting in front of Muxi, and the little feet went straight to Mu's chest.
This girl is only five years old. If he is fifteen, he will not even enter the door.
They are still so small, and they all start to worry that they can’t get married.
Who in the end taught her!
"You can marry your master!" Mu Yan also sat up, a layer of white falling on the bed, standing like a green bamboo.
Faced with this playful and cute little glutinous rice dumplings, Mu Yan couldn't help but want to tease her.
When Su Er heard it, the little feet that were squatting did not move. The pink face immediately showed a shy meaning, hateful, hateful, really annoying, how could he know that she wanted to marry her master! Look at the refreshing to the apex O