Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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"You... Bao'er, what did you say?"

Yue Wushang's exquisite and monstrous face seemed to be struck by lightning, black air pervaded...

His handsome face almost pressed down on Qi Luoer's.

A scorching breath lingered on her pretty face, and her evil eyes shone with a dangerous light. [

Her slender and tall body trapped her tightly in the small space.

Even Yue Beibei, who was beside her, trembled from that chilling aura.

Well, Dad is scary—

Qi Luoer blinked her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Turn a blind eye to his such a powerful aura.

The bottom of the clear eyes is full of innocence: "Who the hell are you?" She stretched out her hand and pushed him away.

Not too hard, just pushed him away.

Then, turned over and sat up.

Yue Beibei rushed over: "Mom!"

"Beibei? Good son, I miss my mother!"

Qi Luoer stretched out his hand and hugged his son into his arms, touched his arm and then his calf: "Bebe, you have grown a lot taller."

Yue Beibei lay in her mother's arms, with a happy smile on her little face.

Huh, scared him to death.

He thought his mother had forgotten him too.

Fortunately, fortunately, I still remember him.But daddy is so pitiful...

Yue Beibei looked at her father sympathetically.

Yue Wushang's handsome face was so dark that it couldn't be any darker, but when he heard the conversation between her mother and son, he suddenly turned a little pale.

He crossed his arms, leaned on the couch, and glanced at Qi Luoer: "Bao'er, where did your son come from?"

Qi Luoer froze slightly, and said coldly: "The son is naturally my own son..."

"Then who is the father of the child, do you remember?"

Yue Wushang never let go of a single step.