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the cute little zombie: the black-bellied emperor, come to your door!

Exploding cute little zombie: the black-bellied emperor, come to the door! Author: Nan Sheng Wushuang Fantasy Romance brief introduction Mother, there is a handsome uncle looking for you outside. He also said that it was my father, and a certain evildoer outside said: Madam, you slept with me. Be responsible for me! Mo Qingcheng is speechless: What are your specialties? A certain evildoer: I will warm the bed. roll! She was originally a gold-medal killer in the 21st century, unparalleled in medicine and poison. But was calculated by the beloved! Traveling back to ancient times, Mo Qingcheng, the third young lady of the waste wood of the Mo residence. Brothers and sisters made things difficult, uncles and aunts didn't love her, and her opponent wanted to put her to death. Pregnant before marriage! How can people be better than dead people! Poison proficiency! Peerless genius! A lot of artifacts! Hades detoured when he saw it. Beautiful men come to sleep, kings come to pet, all don't! A certain evildoer said domineeringly: Madam, this deity gives you two choices! One is to marry me, and the other is that I marry you. pick one of two! Mo Qingcheng: Can you choose the third one? qidian44/book/99889287

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50 Chs

Chapter 17 Respect the Pig [2]

"Your Highness, you're out. Do you need your subordinates to send someone to prepare breakfast?" Leng Jian asked.

At this time, Huangfu Yuhan realized that it was almost dawn, and he didn't even realize it. What's going on here?

"No need, send a doctor to see the people in the room." Huangfuyu said coldly.

Leng Jian heard it, huh? ...

Did my ears hear it right? The Honored Lord actually sent a doctor to show the girl. Normally, the Honored Lord would not be so soft-hearted.

He even asked me to find a doctor? Everyone knows that his master is never close to women. I still go in to see who is the holy one in the room.

When Leng Jian opened the door and looked, he found that Mo Qingcheng and Mo Ziye were lying on the bed. When Leng Jian saw Mo Qingcheng's appearance clearly, it actually surprised Leng Jian.

The woman lying on the bed had no makeup on her face, wearing a long red dress, her appearance was peerless. His aura had to match his own master's, even if there was no makeup on his face, it was so amazing.

It's really a big deal with other rich ladies, like a witch from hell, it's really admirable to stand with her master! Naturally, the master's eyesight couldn't be too bad.

"Huh?" Leng Jian looked at Mo Qingcheng but found Mo Ziye next to Mo Qingcheng.

"When did the Honorable Master bring a child? Why didn't I know?" Leng Jian touched his forehead and asked suspiciously.

Sudden. Mo Ziye next to Mo Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes, making Leng Jian next to the bed startled.

The child's pupils were actually red, and he had long nails and two fangs. Is this a red-eyed zombie?

"Uncle, who are you? Why is that stinky man next to your mother?"

"What? What did you say? I don't understand what you're talking about." Leng Jian listened to Mo Ziye asking him in a slander, but he didn't understand anything.

Seeing that he was still a zombie, Mo Ziye immediately turned back into a human form. He said in a soft and cute voice, "Uncle, who are you? Why is that stinky man next to your mother?" Mo Ziye said.

"My name is Leng Jian, is the stinky man you're talking about our Honorable Master?" Leng Jian's heart softened as soon as he heard Mo Ziye's soft voice, he answered patiently.

"Oh, so that stinky man is called Zunzhu! I remember it." Mo Ziye said in the old man's tone.

"Child, don't respect the Lord to hear what you said." Leng Jian said seriously.

Of course...

"Don't be heard by this deity?" Huangfu Yuhan suddenly appeared at this time, which almost scared Leng Jian's heart out.

"There is no honored lord, the honored lord does not know this child..." Before Leng Jian finished speaking, Huangfu Yuhan suddenly said a sentence.

"The son of the deity." Huangfu Yuhan's words made Leng Jian almost scared to heaven.

Leng Jian's face didn't show anything, but his heart was not so calm.

Does this child actually belong to the Lord? Your lord is not kidding me, but people like your lord never play. But Leng Jian's heart was still broken, and such a big news shocked him all the time.

"Stinky man. I'm not your son, I'm my mother's son." Mo Ziye's face was full of disgust.

"I can't help you, go away. The deity will see how your mother's injury is, and Leng Jian will take this little guy out." Huangfuyu said coldly.

"Yes!" Leng Jian hugged Mo Ziye who was struggling and went out.

Huangfu Yuhan began to deink the clothes of the city...