Nuobao chuckled and stretched out his claws towards his father's hair.
The family must be neat and tidy.
Originally, the little guy also wanted to give his father the same style of upturned braids.
But in the cold dusk, my hair is like a waterfall, and as silky as satin.
It can't be tied up at all.
After tinkering for a long time, Nuobao finally had no choice but to change his mind and prick Mu Han several times.
There is one on each side of the head, which looks like two dragon horns.
Nuobao was having a great time.
At this moment, Jin Shan had something important to report.
As soon as I stepped into the house, I saw this scene.
The tyrant held his forehead with one hand, his brows and eyes were filled with helplessness and a bit of doting.
Let the naughty little guy behind him make trouble on his head.
There is no trace of the cruel and brutal majesty of the past.
Jin Shan stumbled at the foot of the mountain and was almost knocked down by the threshold.
Hearing the sound, the father and daughter both raised their heads and looked over.
Nuobao's eyes were curious, and when he saw it was him, he immediately looked away.
He continued to lower his head and play with the hair of his tyrant father with great interest.
The tyrant raised his phoenix eyes and stared at him with deep and cold eyes.
Jin Shan's tiger body trembled and he said quickly: "Wei Chen didn't see anything!"
After saying that, he turned around and left in fright.
I couldn't help but be in awe of the little princess.
Even the tiger dares to pluck its hair!
It seems that the emperor's love for the little princess is indeed as rumored.
I just don’t know…
He encountered His Majesty in such a humiliating scene.
Shouldn't he be silenced?
"Daddy, okay~"
Nuobao clapped his little hands and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
You're done.
After being dressed up by the ingenious Nuobao.
The tyrant wore a head full of small knots and a bright begonia flower in his ear.
She actually looks a bit... delicate.
Mu Lianjing was munching an apple leisurely, with the braid on his head swaying slightly.
Hearing Nuobao's voice, he turned his head and saw that the pulp that had not been swallowed in his mouth instantly spurted out.
"puff……"
The pulp accidentally choked into my throat.
Mu Lianjing coughed to death instantly.
But none of this had as much impact on him as Mu Han's image at this moment.
The tyrant's fingers clenched as he squeezed, his phoenix eyes filled with danger, and he coldly uttered one word: "Get out!"
Mu Lianjing immediately responded, "Okay, father."
For the sake of his life, he rolled away.
It wasn't until he ran a certain distance that Mu Lianjing couldn't help but laugh so hard that he almost couldn't stand up straight.
The birds on the branches were so frightened that they flapped their wings and flew away.
Ha ha ha ha……
Father is so funny!
Especially the begonia red flower on the temples.
It’s even more of a finishing touch!
Although it's not very descriptive to describe it this way.
But when Mu Lianjing thought of his father's fierce image in his mind.
I couldn't help but think of a picture, the Bull Demon King has a big red flower on his head.
He almost burst out laughing in an instant.
inside the house.
Nuobao brought a small mirror and placed it in front of Mu Han.
"Daddy, does it look good?"
The little guy is obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece and wants his approval.
Mu Han stared at the nondescript appearance in the mirror and fell into a long silence.
The tyrant remained silent as the temperature around him dropped sharply and became colder and colder.
But when he turned his head, he saw Nuobao watching eagerly, his crystal clear grape eyes full of expectation.
The tyrant could only squeeze out two cold words from his lips and teeth, "Okay, look!"
"Hehehe." Nuobao suddenly burst into laughter.
As soon as the little guy was happy, all the previous things were wiped out and he forgot that he was still angry with his father.
The tyrant's face was as dark as water and his expression was gloomy.
But when he saw Nuobao, his smile turned into a flower.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
That’s all.
As long as this little guy is happy, just stop messing around with him.
There was no one around here either.
However--
What the tyrant does not know is.
Thanks to the two big mouths Jin Shan and Mu Lianjing.
Not long after the two left, they started shouting about this matter.
One pass to ten and one hundred to pass.
The more rumors spread, the more outrageous it becomes.
The original version was that the tyrant had a flower on his temple and looked like a beautiful girl.
Later, as word spread, it turned out that the tyrant was a cross-dressing man!
Not only does she like red clothes, but she also wants to be a beautiful girl.
This is how rumors are born.
Mu Han's lifelong reputation.
It was considered destroyed at the hands of his own daughter.
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After a short night's rest in the inn.
When Nuobao woke up, he hit the road again the next day.
This time the tyrant gave the order and marched around the clock.
After three days and two nights, we saw that we were getting closer and closer to the capital.
In about a day or two, we will arrive in the capital.
Nuobao's heart flew to the palace.
That night, they camped by a creek.
Rest in place overnight, and then set off back to Beijing the next day.
The moon is sparse and the sparks are crackling.
Nuobao lives in his father's royal tent.
The little guy was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by a loud noise.
"There's an assassin!"
"Quick, protect His Majesty!"
This sharp shout successfully scared away Nuobao's sleepyheads.
assassin?
The little guy suddenly opened his eyes and found no trace of his father in the tent.
There were sounds of fighting outside the camp.
From the commotion, you can tell that the scene outside is very chaotic.
Nuobao's face was full of anxiety.
Where is daddy?
The little guy is worried that something will happen to his father, but the situation outside is chaotic now, and Nuobao's spiritual power has not yet fully recovered.
After experiencing the incident with King Chen, Nuobao did not dare to run around again.
What if the enemy catches me and threatens my father?
Even though Nuobao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
I was very worried about my father and brother, but I could only hold back and stay in the tent.
but……
An accident fell from the sky.
A rocket suddenly shot into the tent.
The cloth was ignited in the blink of an eye, and the tent was soon on fire.
Nuobao:......
At this time, Nuobao had to run out quickly.
If you stay any longer, you will be roasted into blackened fish! !
Nuobao was so smoked that he could hardly open his eyes.
The little guy squinted his eyes and ran out in disgrace.
There was a bloody battle between two parties outside, and the scene was bloody and chaotic.
Dead bodies were everywhere and blood was flowing all over the ground.
Nuobao's eyes were filled with tears due to the heavy smoke.
The little guy burst into tears, covered his head and rushed outside.
Nuobao blinked hard, and in his blurred vision, he saw a tall figure wearing black clothes with broad shoulders and narrow waist.
"Daddy——"
The little guy yelled and stumbled over.
Run to daddy and you'll be safe.
The killer who was fighting hard was suddenly taken aback by someone hugging his thigh.
When he looked down, he saw a gray-faced little breast, calling him in a sweet voice, "Daddy!"
The killer was stunned for a moment, then smiled ferociously.
Nuobao tried his best to open his eyes wide, with a layer of tears in his eyes, and finally saw the unfamiliar and blurry face clearly.
Oh haha!
The little guy was immediately shocked.
Nuobao seems to have recognized the wrong father again!
Nuobao turned around and wanted to run away.
But the killer laughed ferociously, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at her.
Nuobao moved in a flexible snake-like position and dodged without any danger.
The killer also wanted to take the opportunity to kill this little breast ball.
The next moment, a long sword stabbed him in the chest.
Nuobao looked up, and the demonic mask with green face and fangs of the War King came into view.
The battle situation here was so chaotic that Nuobao could not find his father for a while.
Only the iconic mask of the King of War is easier to identify.
The little guy made a quick decision and chose to hug his thigh.
Surely you won't admit your mistake now, right?
She couldn’t recognize her father, but she could recognize the War King’s mask!
After the King of War dealt with the killer, helplessness seemed to flash in his eyes.
Why does this little guy keep misidentifying his father?
"Follow me closely." He warned uneasily.
"Yeah!" Nuobao nodded heavily.
Like a little tail, he followed the King of War step by step.
