Chapter 10: he is your father

Chapter 10: he is your father

  Chapter 10 He is your father

   "Don't be afraid, they are not here to catch you."

  Yunran lowered his head and unfastened the shackles on the feet of the two little guys, while explaining Mo Beiyuan's identity to them.

   "Didn't you always want to find your father? Here, he is your father."

   "Daddy!"

   "Daddy!"

  The eyes of the two little guys lit up all of a sudden, like bright stars in the sky. If you look carefully, you can see the dark purple in the eyes of the two little guys.

Baozi was a little bit more courageous, staring straight at Mo Beiyuan with his big dark eyes, suddenly pouted his small mouth in aggrieved way, tears rolled out of his eyes, and said in a crying voice: "That's great, We also have a father! It’s not Xiaoyezhong anymore!”

   Seeing her brother crying, Tang Gao's long eyelashes shook violently a few times, and then she also dropped golden beans.

  The crying of the two little guys is called a sad one, and Yunran has no experience in coaxing children.

   Wrapped the bun in a blanket and handed it to Mo Beiyuan: "His right arm was broken by the sea of ​​clouds before. Be careful when you hold him, don't touch it."

  Mo Beiyuan grew up so big, when did he hold the child, he wanted to push him away, but when he met Baozi's big eyes full of hope and expectation, he could only take him over stiffly.

  The little doll in his arms was almost weightless, but Mo Beiyuan's heart was getting heavier and heavier.

  He has just scanned the environment here, and one can imagine what kind of life the mother and son have lived these years.

   Baozi's **** grape-like eyes suddenly flashed, and he couldn't restrain his happiness.

  He has a mother and a father, he is no longer Xiao Yezhong.

Yunran bent down and picked up the little sweet cake. Xiaotuanzi's milk was soft and glutinous, and the voice of the little milk could make people die. Looking at it this way, there is a high probability that that delicate and beautiful face is Inherited from the father.

   Seeing that the two little dolls were wrapped in a blanket naked, Mo Beiyuan asked Xiang Yunran suspiciously: "Where are their clothes? Why don't you dress them?"

  Yunran replied: "They have no clothes, they have been locked here all the time, and have never left this room."

   On this point, if it weren't for Yunran's memory of the original owner, it would be hard to believe that these two little tuanzi hadn't worn clothes since they were born.

  Murdering intent flashed in Mo Beiyuan's eyes, and he made a strong mark on the Yun family: "You just said that his arm was broken by the sea of ​​clouds?"

   "Well, that's why I crippled Yunhai's arm." Yunran replied lightly, explaining why he broke Yunhai's arm.

  Mo Beiyuan's expressionless face all the year round, could not hide his anger at this moment, and ordered in a cold voice: "Jinglei, go and disable his other arm."

   "Yes!" Jinglei clasped his fists to accept the order, turned around and flew out.

  Yunran didn't stop her, and she wasn't the Holy Mother. Since Mo Beiyuan, the father, wanted to vent his anger on the two little groups, she had no reason to stop her.

   Then, Mo Beiyuan asked to take her and the two small groups back to the palace.

  Yunran thought for a moment in his heart, then nodded in agreement.

  The original owner, this idiot, has no friends outside.

  It's okay for her to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion by herself without a fixed place to live, but the two small groups are too small, and she is reluctant to take them wandering outside.

   Temporarily living in Prince Yuan's Mansion is her best choice now, and it happens that she can also find out what happened between the original owner and Mo Beiyuan.

   "Master, this five-star monster has been following us, what should we do?"

  The blue-eyed black wolf saw Yunran leaving the yard with the cake in his arms, so he also followed, wagging his tail.

  Yunran knew that the blue-eyed black wolf might not end well if he stayed, so he simply said, "This monster has some spirituality, let it stay with Baozi and Tianbing."

  The defense of the dark guards in Yuan Wang Mansion is even stricter than that of the Imperial Forest Army in the palace, so there is no need for a five-star monster to protect the little master.

  However, Mo Beiyuan nodded in agreement.

  Let alone one monster, he can afford to raise even ten or hundreds of them.

  (end of this chapter)