Interstellar Peak Glory

"It's not that exaggerated." Gu Yuan choked for a moment. Although he rejected Ye Lang and hurt Ye Lang, it didn't mean that after he rejected Ye Lang, he would never have any contact with him again.

Contrary to Yiyi, Gu Yuan did not hide from Yelang, but observed Yelang's reaction in particular.

To be honest, Gu Yuan was also worried that Night Wolf would overreact to the attack.

Except for avoiding him, not talking to him, and not looking up at him, everything else is normal, especially after getting the Arctic Line from Mo Jiahua, Night Wolf is in a state of panic. As if coming back to life, even a pair of eyes were glowing with wolf light.

Mo Jiahua said: "It's really not that exaggerated, but your follower suddenly avoided you, and anyone can guess that you made him deeply irritated."

Gu Yuan: "...Okay."

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "But that's fine. If you really don't have any interest in him, it's fine to let him give up early. Anyway, within a few days, Night Wolf will be alive and kicking again."

—By the way, it's making a comeback.

Of course, Mo Jiahua would never say these words.

Gu Yuan didn't regret what he did. He thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Let's just do it. The child's heart will not remember too deeply."

From Gu Yuan's point of view, this kind of thing should be made clear and settled early, otherwise the battle line will be too long. If Ye Lang gets tired of it, that's all. It is a sin.

And judging from the current situation, the possibility of Night Wolf getting bored with him is relatively small, so Gu Yuan had no choice but to add fuel to the flames himself.

But Gu Yuan didn't know, according to Mo Jiahua's understanding of Yelang, if Yelang would give up like this, then he would not be a wild child raised by werewolves.

The thinking of beasts is completely different from that of human beings. They only do things by instinct, and they will not give up their choices easily.

After the two exchanged secret information, they left separately.

Gu Yuan went to send a message to Jing Chen, while Mo Jiahua returned to Ling Feitong's room as if nothing had happened.

This room is still the same as when I came here before, with a small area, only a 1.2-meter-wide bed. Ling Feitong guards the two little buns to sleep here. When Mo Jiahua enters the door, the two little buns are sitting Standing up, he looked eagerly at Mo Jiahua.

Mo Jiahua said: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Ling Feitong said helplessly: "The two little bastards have to wait for you to come to sleep."

Dabao blinked and said, "I want to kiss before going to bed!"

Xiaobao also nodded his head vigorously.

Mo Jiahua's whole heart has been melted by these two little buns, what kind of messy government affairs and personal affairs of Lao Shizi, all his mother's importance is not as important as his lovely son!

The two little buns absolutely have [-]% admiration for this big man father who has been regarded as the protagonist of the story since childhood, and their admiration has indeed made Mo Jiahua very useful.

Mo Jiahua bent down beside the bed, and kissed Dabao and Xiaobao's faces one by one.

"After kissing, I'm going to sleep obediently." Mo Jiahua said softly.

Having received a goodnight kiss, Dabao immediately lay down obediently under the quilt, closed his eyes and said, "I'm already asleep."

Xiaobao thought for a while, and before Mo Jiahua could stand up, he hugged his neck and kissed him on the face, and then, like a little hamster, he slid into the Under the quilt, with his head covered.

Ling Feitong said happily: "This is embarrassing."

Mo Jiahua touched his face, smiled, put his arm around Ling Feitong's shoulder, and said, "I'm still waiting for you to kiss me goodnight."

Ling Feitong gave him a very meaningful smile.

"Xiaobao, stick your head out of the quilt." Ling Feitong patted Xiaobao gently through the quilt.

Xiao Bao arched his body inside.

"Okay, silkworm baby." Ling Feitong didn't force him, but stood up and said to Dabao whose eyelids kept moving slightly: "I'll leave it to you to take care of Xiaobao, sleep well."

"Good mother and concubine!" Dabao said loudly.

This time, Xiaobao quit, he stuck his head out, and said, "I don't need him to take care of me, I was only born 10 minutes later than him!" Dabao said triumphantly, "Two 10 minutes is too late, little crying bag !"

Xiaobao kicked Dabao.

Da Bao gave Xiao Bao a fist.

So under the watchful eyes of Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua, Dabao and Xiaobao rolled together and fought each other, and even attacked each other personally—"You crybaby, how dare you hit me? Do you know that I Is it your brother?"

"Don't listen, don't listen to bastard chanting sutras!"

"You say I'm a bastard?"

"Yes, you are!"

"Wow, you are the bastard! Your whole family is the bastard!"

"Your family too!"

Ling Feitong: "..."

Megahua: "..."

The two looked at each other, Mo Jiahua coughed lightly, and said, "Tongyan Wuji."

Ling Feitong resisted the urge to pull these two little bastards out and beat their butts upside down, and said with a dark face: "Ling Dabao, Ling Xiaobao, I'll count to three ---, two ---" "Three" also Without reading it out, the two little buns, whose arms and legs were already entangled, were separated at a speed like an electric shock.

Dabao raised his hands above his head, pouted and said, "I didn't beat him again!"

With tears in his eyes, Xiaobao turned over on the bed, pouted his buttocks and faced Ling Feitong.

Ling Feitong took a deep breath, bent down, and moved towards Dabao.

Dabao was taken aback, and lay down on the pillow with his eyes closed and shouted, "I didn't beat him to tears, Dad, you can't pinch my face!"

Oh my god, his father must be going to punish him. It doesn't hurt that much, but now, his father is here!

As the eldest of the family, Dabao doesn't want his father to see him so uncool and domineering!

His image ah!

Just when Dabao thought he was about to be pinched, a soft kiss fell on his forehead.

Dabao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Feitong.

"Okay babies, although it is said that activities before going to bed are good for digestion, they are not good for falling asleep." Ling Feitong said, and kissed Xiaobao who turned back automatically after discovering that Dabao was kissed, and gave them a kiss. Covered the quilt and said: "Sleep obediently, Dad will come to see you tomorrow."

Dabao pulled Ling Feitong's sleeve and said, "Isn't Dad here with us?"

Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows and said, "Dad, I'm going to talk to your father about other things. Go to bed by yourself today."

Xiao Bao asked: "It's time to go to bed, what are you going to do?"

Mo Jiahua said calmly: "Do some activities before going to bed."

Ling Feitong: "..."

Fuck, Mo Jiahua is playing hooligans in front of the children in a serious manner, right?

Dabao nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Are you going to make a little brother?"

Ling Feitong was shocked, and said, "Who taught you this?"

Xiaobao giggled innocently and cutely and said, "Uncle Arthur told us, Uncle Arthur said that when father and mother exercise together at night, babies can be born."

Dabao said excitedly: "So mother concubine and father are going to give birth to a little brother for us?"

Mo Jiahua: "...Pfft!"

Ling Feitong twitched his mouth and revealed a gentle smile, and said, "Don't think too much, kid, go to bed quickly."

Arthur, huh?Fortunately, you slipped fast enough, otherwise... Hehehehe!

Finally coaxing the two noisy little buns, Ling Feitong and Mo Jiahua came to Mo Jiahua's lounge.

After closing the door, Mo Jiahua turned around and pressed Ling Feitong against the door.

Ling Feitong relaxed his body, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Jiahua with a smile, and said, "What is your Highness trying to do?"

Mo Jiahua hooked his lips and said, "How about making a child?"

Ling Feitong wrapped his arms around Mo Jiahua's neck, and pulled the distance between the two of them, his voice was soft and soft, like a butterfly kissing Mo Jiahua's heart.

Ling Feitong smiled and said: "The pregnancy lasts for fifteen months. During the first six months of my pregnancy, His Highness could only watch and not eat. From six to twelve months, the morning sickness reaction will be terrible. , probably His Highness can’t do anything to me—so, are you sure His Highness wants me to give birth to you? Or is it during our passionate love period?”

Megahua: "..."

No, he wasn't sure.

No, no, he should be sure not to.

Otherwise, it would be too cruel to himself, little bun or something, let's stand aside for a while, he has a big treasure and a small treasure, that's enough.

"It's enough to have two children. It's so hard to give birth to a child, how can I be willing to make you tired." Mo Jiahua wanted to sigh.

After a while, he said: "Wait a few years before we talk about this kind of thing. This king is not so greedy."

Ling Feitong couldn't help laughing.

Mo Jiahua hugged this body that was trembling from laughing so hard, feeling a little astringent in his heart.

He held Ling Feitong tightly in his arms, and said in his ear: "Is it okay to leave the two children there alone?"

Ling Feitong was a little surprised that Mo Jiahua suddenly turned the topic to the child, but he was also happy to tell Mo Jiahua anything about the two little buns, so he said: "As long as the two of them are together, you won't be afraid Don't worry, Your Highness, they are actually very obedient and courageous."

As for things like losing IQ and calling each other's whole family a bastard, it's better to forget about it.

Mo Jiahua kissed Ling Feitong's earlobe, and carried him to the bed.

Ling Feitong is ready for the two of them to have a big fight.

Mo Jiahua put him on the bed. Mo Jiahua took off his clothes.

Mo Jiahua turned off the headlights.

Mo Jiahua lay on the bed and covered the two of them with a quilt—wait a minute, covered the two of them with a quilt?

Ling Feitong opened his eyes abruptly, stared at Mo Jiahua's curled eyelashes in the dark light, resisted the urge to touch them, and asked puzzledly: "Your Highness, won't you do it?"

Mo Jiahua held Ling Feitong in his arms with one hand, and said: "There is no anti-pregnancy thing."

Ling Feitong was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you know how small the chance of a male recessive superhuman pregnancy is? It's almost so small that it can be ignored."

You know, the stronger the population, the more difficult it is to derive offspring.

Just like ordinary people can give birth to a child within ten months of pregnancy, but the offspring of recessive superhumans and superhumans need a full [-] months of pregnancy.

There are many male recessive super-subhumans who may not be able to conceive a child in ten years, and it is already the limit to be able to give birth to three children in a lifetime.

And Ling Feitong spent nearly three years with Mo Jiahua day and night, and was lucky enough to conceive a child at the end.

□Author's gossip: Dabao: Your whole family is bastards.

Xiaobao: So does your whole family.

Tongtong: How about a doubles game?

[I seem to be giving out sugar all the time recently, I guess everyone should be getting tired of it soon]