Douluo: Peeking at the diary, the goddesses are broken

Wang Jingyu stood outside Yuexuan, looking at the gorgeous figures coming in and out of the door, feeling a little uneasy.

It's been 11 years since I left. I don't know how Yue'er is doing now.

Back then, he had received the Soul Forging Pill given by the system, which helped Yue'er gain the ability to practice.

I don’t know what level Yue’er’s strength is now, I just hope it’s not too low.

He released his mental power and explored Yuexuan, and suddenly showed an expression full of doubts about life.

Because he felt a little boy of two or three years old running towards the door. He looked very cute with his tiger-like head.

Behind the little boy, there were several people in blue and one in purple chasing him, mumbling.

"Young master, be careful, don't run around."

"Young Master, please take it easy."

"Small……"

Young Master? ? ?Wang Jingyu's head was buzzing.

Is this child called the Young Master?The child in Yuexuan who can be called the young master by Yuexuan staff can only be born by Yue'er.

No way?Before I went to Poseidon Island, Yue'er was not pregnant yet.

Could it be that Yue'er had an affair in the past 11 years?

No, it's impossible... Yue'er fell in love with her other god, and it's absolutely impossible for her to fall in love with a man other than herself.

Or is it that before he left Tiandou Imperial City, he and Yue'er did something that could only be imagined but not explained, and she became pregnant?

Wang Jingyu sensed it carefully and found that this child, like Yu Rou, had the blood of a five-clawed golden dragon.

Moreover, his innate soul power was as high as level [-], so there was no doubt that he was his child, which made Wang Jingyu secretly relieved.

Seeing the little boy running towards the door, Wang Jingyu directly picked him up from the ground and looked at him with interest.

The little boy felt like he was suddenly lifted into the air. Looking at the strange man in front of him, he waved his little fist and shouted.

"Who are you? Put me down. Put me down. Do you hear me? Otherwise, I'll beat you up."

"You beat me? Can you beat me?" Wang Jingyu stared at the little boy with a playful smile on his lips.

The little boy kept waving his fists, but because he was too young and his hands were too short, he couldn't touch Wang Jingyu. After trying hard for a few minutes, he finally gave up.

"I, I...I can't beat you, but my uncle can definitely beat you. My uncle is the number one sect in the world, the leader of the Haotian Sect."

When he mentioned that his uncle was the leader of the Haotian Sect, the little boy seemed to harden his back again and winked at Wang Jingyu.

"I'm warning you, you'd better let me go quickly, otherwise I'll ask my uncle to beat you up, and I'll definitely beat you up until your nose is black and your face is swollen!"

This time Wang Jingyu was even more sure that the child was his own, and he smiled evilly.

"Huh? Let your uncle beat me? Don't worry, your uncle can't beat me. Even if he ties up everyone in the Haotian Sect, he can't beat me."

After Wang Jingyu finished speaking, he kissed the little boy "bo" on the cheek.

The little boy's eyes suddenly widened. He was actually kissed?What the hell?

A man he had never met kissed him on the cheek. The little boy suddenly felt that he was unclean and burst into tears.

"Mother, mother, the baby is not clean anymore. The baby was kissed by someone else... wu wu wu..."

The little boy's cry was so loud that even Wang Jingyu felt his ears buzzing from the noise and hurriedly comforted him.

"Good boy, stop crying. I'll give you a kiss. Why are you crying so hard?"

At this moment, Tang Yuehua was teaching the students how to play the harp when he suddenly heard his son's loud cry. He quickly left the students behind and quickly walked out of the Yuexuan.

After seeing Wang Jingyu's figure, a faint smile appeared on her face, and two lines of tears flowed from her beautiful eyes.

"Husband...are you back?"

"Well... I just came back not long ago. I could have come to see you earlier, but I was delayed for some reasons. I'm sorry."

Wang Jingyu smiled at Tang Yuehua with a gentle face, and freed up a hand to gently caress her cheek.

"Yue'er, you've worked hard to support this child for so many years."

After saying that, Wang Jingyu hugged Tang Yuehua into his arms and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Well, just come back." Tang Yuehua obediently threw herself into Wang Jingyu's arms, her face full of tenderness.

Seeing his mother obediently throw herself into the arms of a strange man, the little kid also reacted and stared at Wang Jingyu with doubtful eyes.

"You, you are my father?"

"What do you think? Otherwise, would your mother have thrown herself into other people's arms so casually?"

After Wang Jingyu asked a question, he thought the little boy would obediently rush up to him, hug him, cry violently, and have a touching recognition of father and son.

But what he didn't expect was that he actually puffed up his cheeks and stared at him angrily.

"Dirty dad, you still know how to come back? Huh, I haven't seen you since I was born. I thought I would never have a father in this life."

"Uh..." Facing his son's angry look, Wang Jingyu smiled awkwardly.

"Son, there is nothing I can do about it as a father. In order to increase my strength, I went to a mysterious place for a trial."

"That place is extremely dangerous, with countless strong men emerging one after another. In order to come back, my father went through 81 hardships and endured countless tortures before he came back..."

"Don't listen, don't listen, you bastard chanting sutras, your stinky dad just doesn't have a sense of responsibility, otherwise he would have come back long ago!"

The little boy suddenly covered his ears and kept shaking his head, as if he didn't want to hear Wang Jingyu's explanation.

Faced with his behavior, Wang Jingyu could only smile helplessly.

"You naughty kid... well, I don't have the same experience as you as a father."

Wang Jingyu directly handed the little boy to the person in purple in front of him: "You are responsible for taking care of the young master. Yue'er and I have something to discuss."

After saying that, Wang Jingyu hugged Tang Yuehua and walked towards a private room in Yuexuan.

After entering the private room, Wang Jingyu sat down on a sofa and asked Tang Yuehua to sit on his lap.

"Yue'er, what's the name of the child? When was he born?"

Tang Yuehua put his hands around Wang Jingyu's neck and said helplessly.

"Husband, the child's name is Wang Ling. He was born on February 2th two years ago. He is considered three years old. But husband, you have to believe Yue'er, this child is yours."

"However, maybe you don't believe me, but I have been pregnant with this child for nearly nine years. I..."

Tang Yuehua is now very afraid that Wang Jingyu will misunderstand, and his face is full of anxiety.

After all, there are no children who have been pregnant for nine years. Generally speaking, a baby is considered full term after ten months, and there is basically no problem at nine months.

But having been pregnant for nine years, this seems outrageous no matter how you look at it.