The obedient beauty is targeted by the bad guys again [Quick Wear]

"how's it going."

The Mu family gathered together and stared at Marshal Mu anxiously.

Marshal Mu's hands trembled with excitement as he clicked on the genetic comparison results.

I burst into tears when I saw the result.

"Ayan, it's Ayan."

Several people had surprise on their faces.

"Let's bring Ah Yan back. Yes, let's bring Ah Yan back."

, Looking at his obviously excited father, Mu Tang spoke up.

"Father, I'm afraid it's not appropriate now. The monarch and Ah Yan..."

Several people were silent.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see the monarch’s possessiveness over A-Yan.

The possibility of taking it out is very small, given the monarch's temper.

"Or else, snatch it back secretly?"

Muchen blurted out.

Then he was given the cold shoulder by several people.

"Steal, you can't even enter the palace, do you think the monarch's SSS mental power is just for show?"

Mu Tang said unhappily.

"Go meet him tomorrow, and follow Ah Yan's advice on whether to come back or not."

Mu Qing looked at the people who had no clue.

"It can only be this way."

Marshal Mu looked at his sons and wiped away his tears.

Several people:……

Well, their father's crybaby habit has come back again.

No one knows that the marshal who is so majestic in front of people likes to cry behind their backs, even when he is old.

Only my mother can bear it.

The three of them looked at their father, who was obviously so excited that he couldn't stop crying, and were speechless.

……

Mu Yan had a nightmare. In the dream, he was entangled by something and couldn't struggle.

He groaned in discomfort.

Qi Yan looked at the person who was imprisoned in her arms and struggling constantly.

He pinched Mu Yan's nose with evil intentions.

Mu Yan was frightened awake. In his dream, he was suddenly swallowed by something and could hardly breathe.

Mu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight into Qi Yan's annoying smiling face.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Yan really couldn't stand the heat, Qi Yan's body was too hot.

It turned into a kitten and rolled out of the other person's arms.

Lying on the edge of the bed and breathing heavily.

Then he jumped off the bed and went straight into the bathroom without paying any attention to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan looked at the only remaining clothes on the bed and chuckled.

Yanyan is still as cute as ever.

Looking at the message on the computer, Qi Yan's face gradually became gloomy.

Mu Yan in the bathroom turned back into human form and found that he had no clothes.

I could only open the door a crack and said to the person outside: "Are you there? Can you help me get my clothes?"

A soft voice came from the bathroom. Qi Yan suppressed the gloom on her face, hurriedly picked up her clothes and walked to the bathroom.

Then I saw Mu Yan's big round eyes looking out from the crack in the door.

He was sure that he would come over, so he opened the door a little wider.

She stretched out her fair little hand, took the clothes, and then slammed the door shut.

Qi Yan was left alone outside the door, waiting anxiously.

"Yanyan, do you know how to wear it? If not, you can call me."

An angry voice came from inside.

"Of course I won't. I'm smart."

Qi Yan felt it was a bit of a pity. It seemed that she had to ask the designer to design some clothes that were more difficult to wear.

Mu Yan was putting on his clothes inside with great difficulty, and had no idea what bad plans the people outside were making.

[Yanyan, how about letting Qi Yan come in and help you put it on? ]

520 suggestions.

[No, I'm almost done with it.]

Mu Yan tried hard to get his head out of his clothes.

Mu Yan believed that he could put it on properly, so he didn't want Qi Yan to help.

You are not a child.

Grandpa Dashu once said that you should do your own things unless you really can't do it.

After Mu Yan finished dressing, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt something strange.

But no matter what, Mu Yan thought that he finally didn’t need help from others.

He opened the door and walked out confidently.

Qi Yan saw that Mu Yan not only had his clothes buttoned incorrectly, but also wore them inside out.

Looking at Mu Yan's confident face, Qi Yan didn't know what to say.

But we can’t let Yanyan go out dressed like this.

He took out the clothes he had asked someone to prepare for him.

"Yanyan, we are wearing this today because we are going to meet some people."

Mu Yan: ...

He curled his lips.

Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm angry (▼?▼#)

"Who are you going to see?"

Although I was very angry, my attention was still on the person I was going to meet.

When Qi Yan heard this, she felt very upset.

But I can't say it.

"Put on your clothes first, okay."

Qi Yan coaxed softly.

"Good."

Mu Yan let Qi Yan do whatever she wanted to him.

Looking at Mu Yan, who was so well-behaved, Qi Yan wanted to lock him up by her side even more.

There was a darkness in his eyes.

Mu Yan looked at the clothes in Qi Yan's hand curiously and didn't notice anything wrong with Qi Yan.

Qi Yan slowly began to help Mu Yan take off his clothes.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Qi Yan rarely felt like she was not a human being.

He hurriedly picked up new clothes for Mu Yan to change into.

Mu Yan looked at the bells on his clothes and turned them curiously.

"Ding bell~"

A few crisp sounds.

Mu Yan's pupils suddenly dilated. If he had a tail, it would definitely wag it.

"It's fun."

He looked up at Qi Yan in front of him, his eyes full of happiness.

Qi Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

I tried very hard to control myself and try not to lose my composure.

"Let's go."

Qi Yan appeared calm on the surface, but the slight sweat on his forehead did show his patience.

Mu Yan was led by Qi Yan to the reception room.

From a distance, I saw a few people pacing back and forth at the door.

"Marshal Mu, you're here early."

The tone is inevitably a bit sarcastic.

Several people also noticed that the monarch was unhappy, but they pretended not to notice.

The most important thing now is obviously not whether the monarch is happy or not, but to recognize A Yan.

He wanted to go forward, but looked at the monarch who was protecting Mu Yan.

Marshal Mu: ...

"Lord, does Ayan know?"

Marshal Mu’s words made Qi Yan realize that she seemed not to have told Yanyan.

"Go in and talk."

Qi Yan had no choice; she couldn't stop Yanyan from reuniting with her family.

Several people took their seats.

Mu Yan was still holding Qi Yan's hand and sitting next to Qi Yan.

That well-behaved little appearance made several people stunned.

Mu Qing OS: Ahhh, my little brother is indeed a cute creature.

Muchen OS: So cute, he is worthy of being my younger brother.

Mu Tang OS: My little brother is so good, he’s finally back.

Marshal Mu’s OS: Didn’t the monarch say he didn’t like this bastard? What does that hand mean?

Qi Yan noticed Marshal Mu's angry look, but she simply ignored it.

"Hello, I'm Mu Ze, the federal marshal and your father,"

Muchen looked at Mu Yan with surprise.

Mu Yan smiled back.

"I am Mu Yan."

"Mu Yan?"

Marshal Mu felt it was fate.

But it was soon broken by Qi Yan who was standing by.

"Not a Mu?"

Marshal Mu: ...

thank you.

"It doesn't matter, as long as Ah Yan comes back, it's fine as long as he comes back."

520 looked at Mu Yan who didn’t know what to do.

[Ayan, you can call him father, or marshal. ]

"Father."

"Ugh."

Marshal Mu's voice became much louder with excitement.

The three people standing by watched their father finish his introduction and they also stood up.

First came Mu Qing, who was wearing a suit.

"Ayan, I'm Mu Qing, your elder brother."

Mu Yan called out obediently, "Big Brother."

Just as Mu Qing wanted to say something, he was pulled down by someone beside him.

"Ayan, I'm your third brother, Muchen."

"Third brother."

The last one was a young man who looked thinner than the first two.

"Ayan, I'm the fourth brother, Mu Tang."

"Fourth brother."

Mu Yan still greeted him obediently.

Obviously, after this round, they finally recognized each other successfully.