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"Mu Dong …" Xia Mu lay on the sickbed, his bright eyes filled with a faint layer of water mist, as she started to shout out Mu Dongfang's name.

"Be good, close your eyes and sleep. You'll be fine tomorrow." Mu Dongdong sat down next to the bed, held Xia Mu's hand and said with a smile.

Xia Mu moved his arm, wanting to withdraw his hand, but he found that the other person's grip was tighter. In the end, she gave up on struggling and let him hold her hand.

Her mind was still drowsy, but she did not want to sleep at all. She opened her eyes and looked at Mu Dongfang. Her eyes were misty, making her look even more pitiful.

Mu Dong lowered his head and got closer to Xia Mu. His lips curled into a doting smile as his dark pupils filled with tenderness. He whispered, "Xia Mu, you're not allowed to look at a man like that, do you understand?"

"Why?" Xia Mu asked.

"Because …" Mu Dong lowered his head even further and the two of them gently touched their foreheads. His coldness and her fiery heat caused the two of them to involuntarily tremble.

Xia Mu's heart skipped a beat, and she stared into those deep eyes, lost in thought.

"Because those eyes, it makes people think, I can't help but bully you." Mu Dongfang's clear and limpid eyes could not bear to shift away from her gaze. He carefully sized up the girl before him with his deep gaze.

The two of them were very close, so close that their breaths were intertwined. Mu Dongdong stared at her, and suddenly, he grinned.

Seeing that bright smile, Xia Mu's heart suddenly sped up. Her face was as red as the sunset.

"He slightly raised his forehead, extended his hand and gently swept it across Xia Mu's forehead." Why is it so red, could it be that it's burning again? " Mu Dongfang purposely said.

"Don't …" Xia Mu felt that it was difficult for him to spit out words. As she lay there, her entire body felt powerless and she couldn't move at all. Her slightly parted lips, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't utter a word of rejection.

She was, she thought, in love with the warmth he brought her. Perhaps, it was because she was sick, she was unable to resist this kind of care and love.

The man's finger, which was covered with a thin cocoon, went along the straight nose and landed on her lips. The warm breath landed on her face, and Xia Mu's ears turned red.

Something had to be done, she thought, to break the situation.

However, before she could respond, Mu Dong called her name once again.

"Xia Mu …" He leaned over and pressed his face against hers, his lips touching her eyelids.

She closed her eyes in fear, but could not ignore the powerful aura.

Because his eyes were closed, Xia Mu's sense of touch became more sensitive. She could feel the warm breath coming from her forehead, past her eyebrows, past her eyelashes, and along the bridge of her nose. Finally, she stopped.

"Xia Mu … open your eyes and look at me." His breathing was a little unsteady, and he was trying his best to control his excitement.

Trembling slightly, Xia Mu opened his eyes, which were filled with a layer of mist. She looked at him.

"Xia Mu, before you agree to date me, I won't do anything too excessive with you. However, you must understand that I, as a person, as long as it is a given goal, must accomplish it, whether it is human or what it is. Xia Mu, I have said that I will give you some time to consider it, but this time will not be too long. " Mu Dongfang's deep black eyes stared at Xia Mu.

Xia Mu saw his own shadow through those black eyes.

"Now, don't let your thoughts run wild. Have a good night's sleep." Mu Dong raised his body and pulled the blanket over Xia Mu as he spoke.

Chapter 251 Eyeballs

Mu Dongfang's voice was deep and mellow, carrying with it an irresistible and calming power.

Xia Mu's health had always been good. His tough life had tempered her will. Under the soothing and medicinal effects of Mu Dongfang, she was temporarily able to suppress the intense fever.

During the latter half of the night, Xia Mu fell into a deep sleep. Mu Dongfang didn't go anywhere. He sat on a chair and stayed by the bedside. Although he was tired, he was in high spirits. It had been a long time since he had the feeling of holding someone in his heart.

The apartment.

When Nannan saw this uncle with eyes as slender as his brother's, she blurted out, "Could it be that you are our father!" After saying that, the six eyes stared at each other in disbelief.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed." Mu Ze Xi pursed her lips and said.

"Uncle, can you send us to the hospital to see mother tomorrow?" Before they went to the guest room, Nannan pulled her brother's hand and asked.

After receiving Mu Zexi's confirmation, Nannan pulled the baby towards the guest room. At this time, the baby turned around and looked at Mu Zexi, its slender eyes were full of sharpness, causing Mu Zexi to shiver. He thought to himself, 'This child's eyes are just too similar to mine!'

Mu Zexi sat blankly on the sofa for a while. When he came back to his senses, he realized that his mind was filled with baby's eyes. He could not help but chuckle.

Mu Zexi stood up and entered the guest room. She saw that the two children had obediently gone to sleep. "Do you need to leave a light on?" Mu Zexi asked in a low voice.

"Yes." The soft voice belonged to the baby. This was the first time he had spoken tonight.

"Good night."

"Good night, uncle." The little girl's voice sounded crisp and clear, causing the smile on Muzhe's lips to grow even wider.

Inside the guest room, a wall lamp was emitting a warm glow.

Nannan and the baby had their heads together as they lay in the soft blanket.

"Baby, are you asleep?" Nannan closed her eyes and asked.

"Nope." The baby also closed his eyes and answered.

"Baby." Nannan turned to her side and opened her eyes. She looked at her brother and asked, "Your eyes look the same."

"Yes." They were long and thin eyes, the tail of which was tilted upwards, and they began to laugh.

"Then," Nannan supported her chin with her arm as she half laid on the bed and asked, "Can he be daddy?"

Poppet looks at her sister with her long, narrow eyes and replies with a serious expression, "Do you like him or your uncle?"

Nannan blinked her large eyes and thought for a bit before replying, "Of course I like uncle." But, baby, if he's really Dad, what are we going to do? "

"Dad is dad, uncle is uncle, it's not the same." The baby's face had a hint of maturity that did not match his age.

Nannan thought for a bit but did not know what to say. She let out a sigh and said with a hint of pity: "Then if he was daddy then would mom be with him?" In Nannan's understanding, her mother and father should be living together but she could not bear to part with her uncle.

After a while, Nannan did not hear the baby speak as she curled her lips and laid down with her eyes closed. She said in desolation, "I just want a father. Baby, am I being too greedy? "

"Daddy will have it. Now, close your eyes and sleep." The baby pretended to be an adult as he comforted his sister.

In reality, what Nannan was thinking was also her own thoughts. But, where was her father?

Who are you?

The baby turned his head and saw that Nannan was already asleep so he quietly got off the bed.

After gently opening and closing the door, the baby walked out barefooted. Muzacy did not have any children's equipment, so after entering, the children changed into adult slippers. The disposable slippers were too big for the child.

Baby stood at the door of the master bedroom. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard a slightly lower voice behind him. "Looking for me?"

Looking up the corridor, Mu Zexi, who was wearing a nightgown, with wet hair and a glass of red wine in her hand, asked.

In the living room, Mu Zexi set down the red wine cup and laid her two long legs on the table. She leaned back on the sofa and rested her head on her arm. She waved at the baby and said, "Speak, what do you want to ask?"

"Who are you?" The little boy stood there, separated by a table. His slender eyes were cold as he stared at Mu Zexi.

The main light in the living room was not turned on, but a circle of wall lights was turned on, illuminating the human figures within.

"Who do you think I am?" Mozzie asked. There was a distinct smile in his long and narrow eyes.

The baby pursed his lips and clenched his little hands by his side. He did not speak.

What a stubborn child. Mu Zexi seemed to see himself at this age. He curled his lips and put down his legs. He extended his arm and picked up the baby.

"Speak, who do you think I am?" Mu Zexi's long and narrow eyes were filled with laughter. He placed the little guy on his lap and held onto his back with one hand. Then, he slowly leaned his head over. When he was about two to three centimeters away from the little guy's face, he stopped.

Seeing the enlarged handsome face, the baby's little face was as cold as a poker card. His heart also started beating wildly against his expectations.

Those eyes, and his own, were too similar!

As they got closer, Mu Zexi felt that this little guy's face was very good. This expression was exactly like that of someone from the Mu Family!

Poppet looks at Muzzie, but doesn't say anything.

"Hey, are you unhappy?" The smile on Muzhe's face grew even wider and his tone carried an undetectable sense of joy. He reached out with his hand and gently tugged at the baby's cheek. "Are you not going to talk to me anymore?"

The baby's pursed lips moved and he said, "Daddy!"

Mu Zexi shuddered and nearly threw the baby on her lap away. He asked in fear, "Who are you calling?"

Please, he would never have such a big son! Absolutely not!

"Our eyes look the same. You look very familiar to me too. Have you never suspected that I'm your son?" The baby spoke, enunciating every word clearly. And those that were listening, were listening even more earnestly.

"Kid, how old are you?" Mozzie asked.

"Almost four."

"Where's your father?" Mu Zexi continued to ask.

A trace of sadness flashed across her long and slender eyes. "I've never seen him before," she said. You're the first person who looks like me. "

Mu Zexi raised her hand and rubbed the baby's small head as she said in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean I'm the first person who looks like you? Little fellow, it should be because you look similar to me! "

The baby thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "You're right, I look like you. But why do I look like you? "

This was a question that even Mu Zexi did not know the answer to.

Perhaps, a genetic mutation?

Or perhaps, this little guy was a member of the Mu family?