Xiaobao's eyes bent slightly, his pupils were bright and his ears were red.

Although his little face was still tight, anyone could see his happiness.

Oh, how could it be so cute! It's simply a foul!

Mu Yan hugged his son in his arms and kissed him several times before letting go.

After looking at Luo Beiyu and the others, he smiled and said with a smile: "Xiaobao, can we play an interesting game?"

“What game?”

"Haha, you'll know in a while."

...

A moment later, the two maids and Feiyu served as the guard and the guard were both naked by Mu Yan and Xiaobao.

Only the key parts were pasted with leaves picked from Xiaobao from outside, barely covering them.

Several people looked ashamed and angry, and they wanted to faint.

But I don’t know what Mu Yan fed them. Not only did they have no strength at all, they couldn’t use any mysterious energy, and they couldn’t even make a sound.

Mu Yan walked up to Mu Yan with the light silk gauze shirt and smiled and said, "Your Highness, do you like this dress?"

Luo Beiyu shook his head in panic, then said with a stern look on his face: "You, don't do anything randomly. I am the third prince of Chiyan Kingdom. If you attack me, you will never have a good end."

"Don't worry, I won't attack you." Mu Yan smiled like a fox, "I'm just interested in the painting you said."

Luo Beiyu's clothes were quickly stripped of tulle and then put on the transparent gauze.

Xiaobao coldly put the naked and unable to move into various shapes.

For example, the chief guard is a drunken concubine.

For example, the two maids are having sex with their necks.

For example, Luo Beiyu's beauty is lying on a couch, with unlimited charm.

There were even several guards who were raised their legs and made extremely enchanting and difficult actions.

Mu Yan couldn't help laughing as she looked at Xiaobao's various looks that she had put on as she asked.

I think my son is so talented!

She quickly spread out the paper and pen and started painting at the few people.

Xiaobao drove the carriage and continued on.

When the carriage reached a lively market in the suburbs, Mu Yan finally put down his pen.

Her hand raised gently and a mysterious energy was sent out.

Luo Beiyu and his group immediately regained their freedom.

But they had maintained that position for too long, and their legs were numb. Once they were free, they immediately fell to the ground in a mess.

Mu Yan held up the painting he had just finished to show them, "How about it? Are you still satisfied with your own style?"

When the chief guard and the guards saw their image in the painting, their eyes suddenly turned dark and they wanted to faint.

This, this, this, how could the man who raised his feet and leaned against another man be himself?!

And that charming and shy expression, how could I do that!

If people see this, they will no longer have to be human!! Just find a piece of tofu to kill you!

The head guard's face turned pale and was about to rush over to grab the painting from Mu Yan's hand.

But Mu Yan sneered and opened the window of the carriage, "I can copy several paintings with my eyes closed. If I only appreciate them alone, it would be a waste. I don't know if I throw them out for everyone to appreciate them... Tsk tsk, it's a waste to spread them here. When I go back to the big town, I must copy a few more paintings."

"don't want--!!"

"Don't throw it out-!!!"

"Ahhhhhhh! If these paintings are seen, how can I live in the future!"
Chapter completed!