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Meteora suggested: "I think it is immoral to treat me like this as a pregnant woman. Pregnant women should have adequate nutrition, so I am qualified to sit here."

"Do you really think you are pregnant for ten months?" Weston said mockingly, "If you really give birth to me, maybe I will give it to you! But at present..."

Weston held Meteora by the collar and pushed it to the other side.

Just kidding, he won't be interested in the barren figure of this salted fish, especially the chest that is as smooth as the iPAD can't arouse any appetite for him.

"Tch, it doesn't matter if you eat a little." Meteora muttered unwillingly.

"Your Excellency the Great Sage, let's go to the other side!" Calca felt that such a quarrel was completely unnecessary, and dragged Meteora to the other table.

Although it is leftovers, it is not too unpalatable.

Meteora was still a little unwilling, staring at Weston and Jue Shi Jue Ming.

For the food in front of her, she would not refuse anyone, and immediately picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

A minute and a second passed quickly, and the dinner was quickly wiped out by Meteora.On the other table, Weston and Jue Shi Jue Ming were eating and drinking leisurely, and from time to time there were scenes of men and women feeding that made Meteora feel sick.

Gollum~

Meteora's stomach let out a growl, and her small face looked at the other table eagerly, showing a salivating expression.

"Lord Meteora?" Calca was puzzled. Even Meteora, who usually has a big stomach and likes to eat, is too abnormal today.

Meteora stared intently at the other table of food, and suddenly, as if struck by a thunderbolt, his pupils contracted, and the small body sitting on the table and chair collapsed to the ground.

The surge in the abdomen.

Yep, that's fine.

Follow my orders and we'll be able to get that table of food.

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Under the Fire Moon, 7 p.m.

"what happened?"

There was too much commotion over there, and Weston and Jue Shi also cast their gazes over there.

Seeing Meteora lying on the ground with a painful expression on his face, Weston put down the spoon that was feeding Jue Shi.

With a distance of less than ten meters, Weston was speechless seeing Meteora's weirdness.Is this salty fish going to roll on the floor for a meal?

He got up, walked to Meteora and squatted down.

Meteora, who is rolling on the ground, has a sense of sight of a brat.And the other party squeezed his abdomen from time to time, making Weston frown; it doesn't matter what happens to her, but don't hurt 'her'

"Hey, don't pretend. Do you really think that I just followed what I said before, 'I will give you food after it is born'? Don't do such boring things. Your food has special energy. For Supplement the consumption in your body. And our side is just ordinary food." Weston said helplessly, but Meteora on the ground still had no intention of getting up.

"I... am going to give birth." Meteora said with difficulty, sweat dripping from her face.

"It really looks like it!" Jue Shi Jueming sneered.

Weston also felt a little speechless, so he could only cast his eyes on Calca in front of him: "Holy Princess, did her eyes change when she saw the food on my table just before this happened?"

"What does that mean?" Calca asked suspiciously.

Weston would not tell them that her "she" might choose to be born at any time, as long as she changes from a concept to a conscious life, then theoretically speaking, the possibility of choosing to be born also exists.

Although Weston has always suppressed such a situation, the ideal situation is the moment when all the concepts of life in this world are gathered, and then she is perfectly born.However, whether the existence of "her" will follow Weston's idea is her own choice.

Just like a mother can't wait to see her child's love, maybe this little guy can't wait to see her too... This kind of thought made Weston feel a little naive and disgusting, and felt that it was better to return to reality temporarily.

"Just answer me," Weston said with emphasis.Although most of her may be pretending, it is not impossible.Weston still had expectations and worries about this.

Calca hesitated and hummed: "The great sage really wants to eat your plate of food." She also felt very speechless looking at the great sage rolling on the ground.It was obviously a very embarrassing thing, but she didn't care at all.

But speaking of it, Calca couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "This pair is indeed a master and apprentice", at least she has found something in common between the two.

"Understood." Weston looked down from above and snorted, "Just keep pretending!"

"and many more!"

pat.

Meteora grabbed Weston's leg with both hands: "I'm really... going to give birth soon."

"And then? What do you want me to do?"

The light in Meteora's eyes obviously flickered, salivating as he looked at the food in front of Jue Shi Jue Ming's table: "Give me that plate of food, and I will be able to curb this urge to "be born". "

Her tone was awe-inspiring, so solemn that she seemed to be talking about a major event related to the world.

"what?"

"Give me... food."

Weston felt unbelievable. He felt that the temperament and expression of the salted fish in front of him had changed, and those blue eyes became more pure.

It seemed that standing in front of him was not Meteora, but a different person.

This is not the tone of salty fish that Meteora should have at all... He began to feel that something was wrong in his heart, and he had a vague guess.

"Death, death, give 'her' the food. said Weston gravely.

"Eh?" Jue Shi Jue Ming was stunned.