"Oh." Baoer looked down and then pulled her clothes up a little.

From childhood to adulthood, every time she was sick, Mu Fan was staying by her side to treat her, and she got used to it.

However, in recent years, I don’t know if it was because of Brother Mu Fan’s medical skills that have improved or other reasons, the range of his acupuncture on her seemed to have become smaller.

When Mu Fan held the silver needle and turned around, his face had returned to his usual doting.

The little girl has grown up a lot, but she still has too weak understanding of the defense between men and women.

"The master's wife didn't tell you that girls should protect themselves and not let them see them casually?" Mu Fan was still worried.

"Of course there is." Baoer glanced at Mu Fan for granted, "Brother Mu Fan, when did you even care about women's affairs?"

Mu Fan glanced at the person on the bed, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He cares about her, what do other women have to do with him?

Knowing that she probably didn't understand, but she was not prepared for herself, Mu Fan finally felt relieved.

"You don't believe in the ability of your Seventh Emperor and Brother Wushang to have today's prosperity?"

"Don't think too much, take care of your health, Chu Wushang will definitely take you into the palace to play."

Mu Fan took the silver needle and gently inserted it into Baoer's acupoint. The charm was exactly the same as his master Mu Chu back then.

Baoer was not worried either, as if nothing happened.

Seeing that she wouldn't even frown, she knew what level Mu Fan's technique had reached.

If it weren't for perfection, Mu Fan would definitely not use his skills on Baoer.

All along, even if Baoer was bitten by a mosquito, Mu Fan would feel distressed.

In addition to protecting her safety, he didn't mind suffering all the pain in her life. Unfortunately, he still has no clue about this palpitations.

"Yes." Baoer, who was being put on the needle, nodded, "Brother Mu Fan, I think you are right."

"With Brother Shang or not, my Seventh Emperor Uncle will definitely be fine."

"By the way, Brother Mu Fan, what do you think Brother Wushang looks like? I think he is beautiful, handsome, really handsome."

Mu Fan just smiled dotingly and did not respond to Baoer's words.

"Take it off, Brother Wushang was so handsome when he was a child, and he would definitely look good when he grew up."

"When I saw you today, he did not disappoint me. It's really beautiful."

Bao'er was still immersed in Chu Wushang's handsome appearance, as if someone else was being needled.

Mu Fan seemed proficient in his technique, but he was very careful every time he took the needle, for fear of any mistake.

However, his face was still as normal as he could even be a good listener.

"Brother Mu Fan, I want to go out for a walk if I can't enter the palace. Staying here every day is so boring!" Baoer looked at Mu Fan and slap his lips.

"Don't be naughty! If you want to play, you must wait until you are better."

Mu Fan sighed lightly, fell on his long fingers, and scraped it on Baoer's mumbling pink lips.

"I'm fine. If I'm stuck here again, I'm worried that I'll get sick." Bao'er's lips were even higher.

"Brother Mu Fan, you love Baoer the most. I just want to go out for a walk. You must have a way, don't you?"

Baoer grabbed Mu Fan's clothes and shook it gently.
Chapter completed!