Chapter 1915, control it!

Ling Xian's red face became stiff, looking from the direction of Mutian, like constipation.

spontaneous delivery?

He looked down at his body and took back a little bit, sitting cross-kneed like a monk.

Mu Tianxing chuckled and said, "Uncle, are you going to turn into a fairy?"

Ling Xian sits gracefully, his poetic face is exquisite under the lamp, and his thin lips kiss him and say, "Meditation."

She laughed and asked, "What do you think?"

He gently answered, "Give my family five names!"

Mu stared down at her lower abdomen. Although it didn't matter whether she had children or not, she would prefer to be...