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Chapter 162

"Auntie, don't worry, I'm fine. Today is just playing the piano, I can."

Master and father are superb piano skills, and she works so hard.

Baoer believes that playing the piano is definitely the most correct choice.

“That’s good.”

Looking at Baoer who was so stubborn, Tuoba Feiya couldn't help but think of Qiqi back then.

It turns out that like mother, like daughter, and the charm of the two is so similar.

"Brother Mufan."

"Brother Feng."

"Brother Apocalypse."

At the same time, Mu Fan, Feng Liye and Zhan Tianqi also came to them.

When the three girls saw the man who would protect him no matter what happened, they also called out in unison.

The three of them nodded slightly and came to the side of the girl they protected.

"Princess." Looking at Tuoba Feiya with a smile on her face, the three of them nodded respectfully to her.

"Well, you guys talk first, there are still many things that I need to deal with, so let's go."

"I naturally understand how superb your master and father are." Before leaving, she looked at Baoer.

"But, Baoer, remember my aunt's words, you can't underestimate the enemy too much, do you know?"

"I understand, aunt, don't worry, I know how to deal with it."

"That's good, I'll lose my companion first."

After saying goodbye to several people, Tuoba Feiya quickly returned to the backstage.

"Brother Mu Fan, then let's go and register."

Since she had decided which one to choose, Baoer didn't hesitate and took the initiative to pull Mu Fan's arm.

"Okay." Mu Fan smiled and nodded without saying much, and followed Baoer's footsteps.

"Brother Mu Fan, wait for me, I have to register too." Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, Murong Xueer immediately followed.

"Anyway, I don't really plan to compete for the princess, so I'll choose to play the piano."

"In this way, Chu Qianyi can indirectly lose one opponent, Brother Mu Fan, do you think I'm right?"

Murong Xueer came directly to Mu Fan, looking up at any expression on his face without any moment.

Brother Mu Fan clearly said nothing or did not do anything, and just walked forward quietly, but she was attracted by his quietness.

"This is quite reasonable." Before Mu Fan could respond, Baoer thought carefully for a moment and nodded: "Then let's do it."

"...Then you have to have such strength." Murong Xueer hummed softly: "Don't let me down."

"How could it be?" Baoer pursed her lips and smiled, looking up at Mu Fan, who was still smiling almost invisible on her face: "How could I disappoint Brother Mu Fan?"

"..." She just said that she was not brother Mu Fan. How did Chu Qianyi listen? Is there something wrong with his ears?

But Mu Fan stretched out his big palm and gently rubbed Baoer's head. The doting in his eyes was hard to ignore even Murong Xueer who was following them.

"Do your best to do your best. No matter what the result is, Brother Mu Fan will be with you. Don't be arrogant in everything, do you know?"

"I understand, Brother Mu Fan, I won't let myself be too tired, just don't worry."

If it weren't for my persistence, Baoer believed that Brother Mu Fan would never let him participate in this concubine selection competition.wavv

"I know." Mu Fan stopped and looked ahead: "Go."
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