Raising Baby in Apocalypse

Zhan stood calmly on the reef, watching the dark mist in front of her, Mu Feng stood in front of her.

She asked strangely:

"I said you, weird. Why did everyone go to the south, you are so capable that you can take me away from my mother's clutches. Why don't you go south? Why? Here, be a superior. "

Mu Mufeng looked down, and he didn't answer. He liked silence very much.

After the battle, she felt a little impatient. She reached out and pushed Tuo Feng's heart. Without pushing, she asked again:

"Why do I talk to you, do you always talk back?"

"What do you want to hear?"

Wu Mufeng asked, he didn't know what to say, why didn't he go to build a career and strive to become the overlord of the last days? Mu Feng thought for a while, thought very seriously, and said:

"Probably, I'm used to following you and not interested in those."

"Habit used to follow me?"

His mind was keen and reassuring, and he grasped the key message in Mu Feng ’s words.

"How long have you been following me?"

"More than ten years ... I haven't counted how many years, probably only the city owner can count it clearly."

"Over ten years!!!"

Hu Zhan exclaimed with relief, covered her chest, and looked at Mu Feng in horror.

"With your all-pervasive ability, you have followed me for more than ten years, shall I not let you all see the light."

Mu Mufeng frowned, looking at Zhan Anxin's exaggerated look. He didn't know how he should take her talk. Seriously, when Zhan Anxin knew of his existence as a child, he also took a bath for her ...

But at that time, his affection for her was so simple, innocent, and unpretentious, it was all about taking care of her like a child.

When did such a relationship deteriorate? Probably from her growth year after year, from her day-to-night mischief, from when she bit him, from when she looked at him, there was a shadow of him in her eyes.

Probably from this time, his feelings for her deteriorated.

He fought with ease, holding Mu Feng's head fiercely, his palm close to his temple, shouting:

不 "No, I have to look at your mind, I have to see, see what you have done to me for the past ten years!"

"Do you really want to see?" Mu Feng stared at her.

She nodded, very sure, "Look, show me!"

The sound has fallen, Mu Feng's eyes, staring at Zhan An's eyes tightly, and he saw her eyes again, his reflection, his brain, slowly opened, a power of energy, invasion of Zan's relief No defense.

"What do you see?"

Mu Mufeng asked her that he didn't know Zhan Anxin, what he saw in his mind, but he looked at Zhan Anxin's face with naked eyes, and the arrogance and arrogance on that face faded a little.

Then, she always had a slightly hesitant face on her face that was not very gentle and freehand, and she retracted her hand, turned, and turned her back to Mu Feng.

The wind on the side of the Minjiang River was strong, blowing her soft hair, and raised it on Mu Feng's face. She fought with ease, turned around and looked at Mu Feng, with a bite of embarrassment, rebuked:

"I didn't see anything. In your mind, I'm full of flowers. How do the chickens jump? How can I be so confused in your eyes?"

Then, she lifted her eyes and looked at Mu Feng's eyes. There was also her shadow in his eyes. At that moment, Zhan An's face was as red as the cooked shrimp.