MTL - Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old (Lady Is a Dragon)-Chapter 72 Little Dragon Cub: The mirror belongs to my master! 3

  Chapter 72 Little Dragon Cub: Mirror Mirror belongs to my master! 3

  Mo Yinhe handed his son to Ye Shen, and went back to the bedroom by himself.

  Going back to the bedroom, he found that another little dragon who was not worried had also run away. He searched the entire bedroom, and didn't even spare the bottom of the bed, and couldn't find her.

  Mo Yinhe had one hand on her hip, and the other hand pressed between her brows. He underestimated her strength.

  In the past, she was ignorant of medical skills, and promised him over and over again that as long as she smelled the dragon-killing incense, she would be a lamb to be slaughtered, and he would let him handle it.

  But now, she doesn't know where she learned the medical skills, she is drunk like a little fool, and she can still escape?

  Mo Yinhe took her coat and went to the small building to find her.

   As expected, it was empty.

  Mo Yinhe resolutely checked the surveillance, and found that she had indeed returned to the small building. Her small body was striding forward, staggering, wading through mountains and rivers. Less than ten minutes after returning to the small building, she turned into a human form.

  Late at night in the cold winter, he was wrapped tightly and went back to the villa, but not to his room, but to his son's bedroom.

  Mo Yinhe stepped up and just walked to the door of the children's room when he saw Ye Shen walking out of the children's room.

Through the open door, Mo Yinhe saw that in the bedroom, Xiao Bai was like a cub being comforted, embracing Si Mingjing's neck, his big eyes turned red, and he plunged into Si Mingjing's arms , one big and one small are like conjoined twins, even if the volcano erupts, don't try to separate them.

   "Brother, it's done. Ms. Si is the best. Xiaobai won't cry when she comes. Or, why don't you let Ms. Si sleep with Xiaobai all night?"

  Mo Yinhe suppressed the depression of being about to stay alone in the vacant room, and stared at Ye Shen.

  In the bedroom, Si Mingjing gently rubbed Xiaobai's bulging head in a soothing motion: "Don't cry, I promise you, I will sleep with you tonight."

  From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the tall and slender black figure outside the children's room, with broad shoulders and long legs, tall and tall, a natural superior.

  Luckily, there is Xiaobai tonight, otherwise she would not be able to go back to the small building, find a silver needle to save herself, and restore her adult form.

  But the perfume is really overbearing, and she can only restore herself to a human form, her legs are still weak, and she can't escape far.

  After much deliberation, only Xiaobai's bedroom is the safest.

  Si Mingjing had lingering fears in his heart, and smiled secretly: Mo Yinhe, I don't believe you dare to mess with me in front of your son.

   "Jingjing, I know you can't do without me."

  Ye Nianbai happily got out of her arms, jumped out of bed, rushed to the door, and slammed the door tightly, not forgetting to lock it.

  Remembering that his dressing room was the same as his father's, Ye Nianbai closed the door and went to lock the door of the dressing room.

   At the same time, the windows were also closed.

   Take strict precautions, don't give Dad any chance to come in and drive Jingjing away.

  Finally, the cute little dragon horn on the top of his head trembling tremblingly, rolled into Si Mingjing's arms, and hugged Si Mingjing's neck again: "Jingjing, I want to hear a bedtime story."

  Bedtime story, what the hell?

  Si Mingjing didn’t even go to elementary school.

   But when she was young, her mother liked to hold her in her arms and tell her bedtime stories.

  Si Mingjing still vaguely remembered some.

   "Okay, let's say, a long time ago, there were four continents on the earth, namely the continent of Atlantis, the continent of Mu, the continent of Lemuria, and the continent of Gendaya."

"Every continent has splendid civilizations, beautiful scenery, and magnificent cities, but later, they all suffered disasters and were swallowed up by a prehistoric flood. Tens of millions of residents could not escape. The continents sank to the bottom of the ocean together."

  (end of this chapter)