Zi Qianjing frowned as a sinister aura came from behind. He tightly hugged Mu Ruyue's waist with his arms and flashed to the side. When he raised his eyes, an angry little face appeared in his eyes.
"Let her go!"
Ye Sihuang glared at Zi Qianjing fiercely, this bastard dared to hug her mother!
Obviously, at this time, Ye Sihuang has not yet reacted...
Zi Qianjing raised her eyebrows: "She is my mother, why should I let her go!"
"You..." Ye Sihuang's pink and jade-carved face was livid with anger, "She is my mother, not your mother!"
Zi Qianjing was stunned, with a look of astonishment on her handsome face.
Then before he could recover, the little guy quickly rushed over and knocked him back a few steps. His small arms hugged Mu Ruyue tightly, and his purple eyes stared at Zi Qianjing with hostility.
"Don't try to steal my mother!"
Mother is his, not this bastard’s!
Ye Wuchen's expression darkened. Where did the two of them put him? Seriously, they would fight for his wife...
"Jing'er, Xiao Huang'er," Mu Ruyue stroked Ye Sihuang's little head and stared at Zi Qianjing in front of her with a smile, "Let me introduce to you, Jing'er, this is your brother, Xiao Huang'er, then
It’s your brother, I didn’t expect you two to have already met.”
Ye Sihuang's little face suddenly froze. Is that brat his brother?
"Mother," Ye Sihuang held Mu Ruyue's hand tightly, glared at Zi Qianjing fiercely, and turned to stare at Mu Ruyue with tears in his eyes, "This brat bullied me, he is not my brother...
…”
Especially when someone comes to share his mother's love with him!
Zi Qianjing narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly he laughed. The smile was elegant and lazy, and it also revealed a hint of seductive power.
"Little guy, I didn't expect that we still have this kind of relationship. It's okay if you don't admit it. From now on, you must listen to me!"
Ye Sihuang was completely angry, thinking that he, a majestic demon god, was bullied by a young boy!
"Mom, can I deny him? He is not a good guy..."
These days, he has been bullied a lot...especially, he always likes to rub his head...
"no!"
Before Mu Ruyue could answer, a gloomy figure came from behind.
Just when the little body froze, a hand lifted him up and threw him into the air, flying away from the purple scenery in front of him.
Zi Qianjing caught the little man smoothly, and a glimmer of light shone through her slightly narrowed eyes.
"Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well!"
When Zi Qianjing said the word "good", she emphasized the pronunciation, and the smile on her lips became even wider.
Ye Wuchen glanced at Ye Sihuang, then pulled Mu Ruyue into his arms with a wave of his hand, staring at Ye Sihuang with a gloomy look.
"Jing'er, don't let this kid pester my wife!"
"Let me go!"
Ye Sihuang struggled extremely in Zi Qianjing's hands, looked at Mu Ruyue with tearful eyes, and said pitifully: "Mother..."
"Xiao Huang'er, you brothers should get along well with each other."
Mu Ruyue raised the corners of her lips. She had not forgotten that Ye Sihuang's identity was unusual. Even if this little guy acted cute everywhere, there must be a powerful soul living in his body...
At this moment, Ye Sihuang felt that his heart was broken. He pursed his beautiful red lips in aggrieved manner, and his tearful eyes almost made all the women present feel overflowing with motherly love.