"Woooo!" Run'er suddenly fell into a strange embrace, feeling that it was not as warm and soft as his mother. He twisted his strong body dissatisfiedly, and made an angry purr in his mouth - exactly the same as the sound that Ulan made when he was angry!

Yue Qiyun thought to herself: The old saying goes that children will follow whoever they grow up, but it is true. Run'er, who has been with Ulan all day long, looks like Ulan, but she has learned a lot of ferocity from the Snow Mountain Divine Mastiff.

"What's wrong with him?" Yuan Lie was at a loss when he hugged the child for the first time. The more he was nervous, the tighter he hugged, the more angry Run'er was.

"Relax, do you want to strangle Run'er to death?" Yue Qiyun shook the reins of the horse, and Zhaoyue trotted past Hufeng.

"Hey, you just left like this, what should the child do?" Seeing that the mother left so casually, Yuan Lie became even more nervous. He had never held a child before, so nervous that he almost jumped off the horse.

"What should I do? The child is yours. If you can't hold it, throw it away..." Yue Qiyun's voice came lazily, and Yuan Lie almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he heard it.

"Wool!" Ulan was not as timid as Yue Qiyun. She stared nervously at the man who was even more nervous than it, for fear that he would really throw the child to the ground.

Yue Qiyun couldn't understand why she was so awkward now. She obviously disliked this person very much, but as soon as she approached him, she couldn't help but blush and be beating her heart.

It felt like she had a split personality, so she simply threw her son to Yuan Lie, and she ran away from afar.

"Run'er, be good..." Yuan Lie lowered his head and happened to meet his son's eyes that were obviously angry. He quickly adjusted his posture and softened his voice and said in awkwardly.

"Woooo!" Run'er seemed to know that her mother had left her behind. This perception made him feel aggrieved and angry, and he lost his good face to Yuan Lie. His eyes, which were originally as clear as the sky, instantly turned dark blue.

"Tell you, I am you, don't you hear me staring at me with dad?" Yuan Lie looked at himself, who seemed to be a smaller version, and stared at Run'er with big eyes.

"...I said, how did you look like you? You are so black and fat. How could you have the good looks of me..." He looked at the child's sturdy body happily, but said something against his will.

Run'er was very unhappy with this chattering man. She was originally a good baby who didn't like to cry, but she was intolerable. She still couldn't bear it today!

"Wow—ah—ah—ah—ah—!" A loud cry resounded throughout the grassland in the afternoon. Run'er howled very seriously for the first time. He opened his throat to his father's handsome face and expressed his strong feelings for his biological father in a standard three-stage cry.

"Hiss--!" Yue Qiyun felt a little sore when she heard the movement behind her. It seemed that Run'er's occasional crying was just teasing her. She only realized that the boy's crying sounded so much...soul.

"Hey, the child is crying like this, do you care?" Yuan Lie also wanted to cry. He never expected the child's crying torture so much!

After a long time, he couldn't hear Yue Qiyun's response. He looked up and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

——This woman didn't even look back, and she still rode on the snow-white Zhaoyue, giving herself a leisurely back.

And the hateful white horse was also very annoying. It actually shook its long tail, clearly mocking him, the dignified Khan!

"You little brat, don't cry!" Yuan Lie scolded with a stern face.

"Wow—ah—ah—ah—!" The answer to him was Runer's three-stage stylistic style.

"Good son, be good, don't cry, be good..." He smiled and coaxed softly.

"Wow—ah—ah—ah—!" It was still a magic sound that penetrated the brain.

"Hey, boy, you don't have to breathe?" Yuan Lie couldn't breathe for his son as he listened to his long tail sound, and couldn't help but pat the child's back with thick hands and feet.

"Ah——Uh!!" Run'er was really obedient. After emitting the last syllable, she took a breath and looked in the direction where her mother left with her eyes open.

When he saw his mother getting farther and farther away from him, tears fell down, and he took a deep breath and opened his mouth wide-!

Yuan Lie's mood was already quite collapsed at this time. There was no baby in his arms, but he was clearly a little devil!

"That guy is crying so fiercely, why don't you go back and take a look?" Run'er's heart-wrenching cry made Zhaoyue unable to bear it. She stopped and pulled her ears backwards.

"What are you looking at? Don't go!" Yue Qiyun was upset and shook the reins hard, urging Zhaoyue not to stop. "That's his own son. He has his own responsibility to take care of the children. Why do I take care of both childbirth and maintenance? Oh, I owe them the Yuan family?"

"Haoh, the boy is yours, you don't feel sorry for me. I'll fuck whoever I'm going to care for!" Zhaoyue simply spread her legs and ran towards the Hulun River.

Yuan Lie's attention was occupied by his son, and he didn't see Yue Qiyun running away long ago.

However, Run'er, who was crying loudly, kept staring at her own mother through her hazy tears. When he realized that his crying could not call back the strong mother in her heart, he closed his mouth very consciously and rolled his big eyes.

"Thank God, you didn't cry anymore!" The ears suddenly became clear, and Yuan Lie breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before his heart was completely lost, a tiny fist appeared in front of him!

With a "bang", the man who had just been tortured by the magic sound was suddenly punched in the middle of his eyes by his biological son!

This kid is really strong!

Yuan Lie's first reaction was not to get angry, but to be shocked by his own son's small fist that was far beyond the power of the baby.

In the middle of his eyes was the high and proud bridge of Yuan Lie, who had always been proud of. When he was hit by his son's little pink fist, he felt his nose was extremely sour and the stars were everywhere in front of him. The force of holding his son naturally became much looser.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his strong son break free from his arms, rolling all the way down from the tall hunting wind.

"Ah--!" He bent over and tried to hold his son's belt.

A white shadow flashed in front of him, but Ulan jumped over and picked up his fleshy little body as soon as Run'er slipped off the saddle.

"Gaga...Oh..." He lay down firmly on Ulan. Run'er burst into tears and smiled. Little flesh hugged Wulan's neck tightly, and spoke proudly the language that only he knew.
Chapter completed!