Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 400 The little one is born (3)
Mu Er stood foolishly at the door of the wing room, with a hint of curiosity in his pale eyes, aiming at the baby held by Zhong Cang in the arms of the wing room, he was about to lift his foot in to have a look, then took it back, Thinking of the last time the baby pulled the shit all over Xiao Zhiwu's body, his brows furrowed instantly.

Lift your foot, bring it back, lift your foot, bring it back...

Struggling repeatedly, entangled endlessly.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of Zhan Beilie, clouded over Zhan Beilie's head, filled with resentment, and glared at Mu Er resentfully, as if it was because he changed a small skirt into a small robe that his daughter became a handlebar!

Miracle doctor Mu Da was stared at in a daze, and with his EQ, he naturally couldn't understand the deep meaning of it, two big question marks floated in his eyes, he blinked for a while, and continued to struggle with the question of whether to go in or not.

Lift your foot, bring it back, lift your foot, bring it back...

Daqin God of War stared blankly for a while, then floated into the wing strangely, looked at the bustling scene, pursed his lips, and then floated to a corner, squatting and drawing circles.

Kuangfeng pouted towards the shadow, beckoning everyone: Think of a way?

Lightning jumped up with a groan, startled, and shouted: "Little master is crying!"

The Daqin God of War turned his face away, and snorted coldly, the seed of the God of War dared to cry, it was too embarrassing for me!
Lei Ming slapped the flash computer door with a slap in the face, looking at Zhan Beilie's angry look, he said cheerfully: "Little master is so cute, look at this pink and tender!"

The ears of Daqin God of War trembled slightly, as if stretched a little.

There is a door!

Mu Tian gave a thumbs up to Lei Ming, and murmured as if casually: "Look at what the little master looks like, it's almost printed out of the same mold as the master, and the skin is like a little princess, white and clean, tsk tsk tsk, cute hello !"

Daqin God of War quietly raised his eyelids, and secretly aimed at the end of his eyes.

Mu Yang covered his mouth, winked and winked: "That's right, these facial features are simply a copy of my master, after all, they are our master's species!"

Zhong Yin shook her waist-long hair, and curled her lips with great reluctance: "Hey, it seems that I want to give up the title of the most beautiful man in the world to my little master..."

Daqin God of War licked the corner of his mouth, lifted his buttocks, as if he was about to get up, squatted back for a while, his eyes flickered everywhere, scratching here and scratching there, as if he had attracted lice.

Everyone looked at him like this, but they didn't understand. They wanted to see his own son, but they were afraid of losing face!
Zhong Cang walked over with the baby in his arms, threw the little guy in front of his eyes, and immediately stuffed it into his arms, with a poker face that couldn't hide his joy, "Master, look at the little master."

Zhan Beilie's eagle's eyes lit up, as if he was extremely reluctant, he said a faint "um", and then immediately looked at the little one in his arms.

The hair is black and soft, drooping docilely on the head, the slightly red and tender skin can be broken by blows, and the small arms and legs are fleshy...

Well, I'm pretty satisfied.

Daqin God of War was awkward and unwilling to admit it, and the resentment in his heart dissipated without a trace when he saw this little thing.

After observing the whole, the eyes moved up and settled on the small face, and began to observe the parts, the outline was clear, like him, the eyebrows were like swords, and extremely heroic, like him, the eyes were as black as ink, turning black, like him, with a small nose Tall and straight, like him, with thin and red lips, pouting out a small bubble...

When he saw this completely miniature version of God of War, Zhan Beilie's heart softened into a ball of water, and he couldn't move his eyes anymore, so he couldn't help stretching out his big hand and put it on the fist beside Xiaodong .

As soon as Fang bumped into it, he was immediately taken away as if he was being burned!

The touch of the hand is delicate and soft, what should I do if I accidentally break it?
After a while, he gently, lightly, with the lightest force in his life, wrapped that small fleshy pink fist.

The sweet and milky fragrance from his body wafted from the tip of his nose, Zhan Beilie narrowed his eagle eyes, bent into a crescent arc, his sharp lips were slowly pulled up, curled up in a good mood.

A small voice sounded, the little guy looked at him with black eyes, "giggled" and spit out small bubbles.

That cute hello!
Zhan Beilie stood up refreshed, laughed so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, he turned to Zhong Cang and the others, trembling: "My son!"

After saying this, there were seven blank eyes. I don't know who it was just now, and his son hid far away, and he didn't even want to take a look.

A gust of wind blew behind their heads, and the seven of them immediately stood at attention, with their heads raised and their chests drawn in!
Just now?

What just now?
As soon as our master saw the little master, he was so happy that he couldn't find Bei, yes, not just now!
Only then was Zhan Beilie satisfied, and withdrew his chilly warning gaze, embraced the little girl carved in pink and jade, and wandered leisurely towards his wife's bedside.

Suddenly, a cloud of green smoke floated in front of him, blocking the front.

Mu Er, who had been struggling all this time, finally made a decision at this moment, and tiptoed into the wing room.

He was a full meter away from Zhan Beilie, no, it should be the baby in Zhan Beilie's arms, stretched his neck on tiptoes, and thrust into his arms vigorously.

The Daqin God of War raised his eyebrows, thinking that this idiot wanted to see my son, why did he have to stand so far away, he cheerfully covered his son's small face, and flew towards Mu Er, who was slightly puffing up his cheeks Eye, that means: Lao Tzu's son...

Don't show it!
Mu Er pursed his lips, blinked his shallow eyes, and turned his head, obviously angry.

Cool!comfortable!

Zhan Beilie's mood at this time can only be described by these five characters. He grinned, turned the little guy in his arms over, and held it high.

Suddenly, the pupils of the Great Qin God of War shrank!
Seeing that little guy, the little bird flicked...

A thin jet of water was under his eyelids, baring his head and face!
Immediately afterwards, Zhan Beilie found that Mu Er, who was opposite him, smiled.

He was obviously no different from the original blank look, but Zhan Beilie keenly felt that the corners of this man's lips were raised undetectably, the muscles on his face trembled a little, and his eyes were full of... There was a cheerful smile of gloating.

(End of this chapter)