The wedding night was robbed!She kicked Lord God of War out of the room

Chapter 237 You Can't Get Hurt

"Long Qiang asked you to come?" Fu Yunchen asked.

"The king's name was also mentioned by you!" In a blink of an eye, the woman's evil spirit turned into a murderous spirit, and she rushed towards Fu Yunchen.

Fu Yunchen dodged it sideways, drew out the soft sword at his waist, and aimed at the woman's heart.

The woman's eyes froze, and she flew to avoid it, but the next moment, a dagger slanted out from behind her, and slashed at her neck. That silent and fierce action made her shudder!

She backed away in a hurry, but her speed was still a step behind.

The neck was still wounded by the dagger, and bright red blood gushed out.

She raised her hand to cover her wound and turned to run.

But as soon as he raised his breath, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

Mu Run put away the dagger, and said: "Smearing anesthetic on the blade is really king."

Fu Yunchen laughed, "Why are you here?"

"You can't get hurt, it's about the safety of Tuantuan." Mu Run glanced at the woman on the ground whose neck was still bleeding, "You can figure it out, I will continue to sleep with the children."

"Okay." Fu Yunchen replied.

Mu Run washed again, put on a clean nightgown, and lay down on the bed.

Looking at his hands... This body is extremely good at killing, if you don't make a move, it will kill you.

"What have you experienced?" Only then can such a superb killing technique be engraved into the bones and turned into instinct.

Huanhuan put one leg on her stomach.

"..." Mu Run moved her fat legs away and rubbed her belly, "My old lady was not injured by the assassin, but was attacked by you, a milk baby."

Huanhuan smacked her little mouth, wondering what food dream she was having.

And Tuantuan was lying in the innermost place, wrapped in a small quilt, and fell asleep in an orderly manner, hardly moving at all.

Mu Run put Huanhuan to the end of the bed.Fu Yunchen's bed is big enough, so even at the end of the bed there is a large space, which is completely enough for Huanhuan to fully display her sleeping position.

She took the obedient Tuantuan into her arms, "Mother's good son."

Huanhuan kicked again...it felt like she was dreaming of fighting with something.

Mu Run sighed secretly, "Who is this up to?"

The next day, Mu Run got up early in the morning, first made Fu Yunchen soup to replenish his body, and then made breakfast for the two children.

Seeing Tang, Fu Yunchen said to Mu Run, "I can't make up any more, I'm going to get angry."

"Ah?" Mu Run looked at his hand, because the blood was fed to Tuantuan every day, and the old wound had not yet healed, and a new one had to be cut, and there were already several wounds in a few days.

Seeing her looking at his hands, Fu Yunchen said, "It doesn't affect me at all."

Mu Run was full of guilt, "I'm sorry."

Seeing this, Fu Yunchen immediately picked up the tonic soup and drank it all in one gulp, "It's delicious."

"...Why don't you feed Tuantuan with blood today?" Mu Run struggled.

"I'm worried." Fu Yunchen replied.

Mu Run breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, let's go ahead, I'll make soup for you in the evening."

"No, no need." He couldn't sleep at night recently.

Tuantuan came over rubbing his eyes, and opened his mouth when he saw Fu Yunchen. He drank blood first thing in the morning, and he got used to it in the past few days.

Fu Yunchen cut open the wound on his hand without hesitation, and put it in Tuantuan's mouth.

Tuantuan took a few sips, just like drinking breast milk, and then let go of Fu Yunchen's finger, "Thank you Uncle Fu, I will honor you in the future."

"Oh?" Fu Yunchen looked at Mu Run, it didn't seem like he could comprehend these words by himself.

(End of this chapter)