[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

In previous contests with Shen Hongfeng, Su Zhuo just dodged and didn't make a move.

Because he is always his elder, taking care of himself for a long time, and also Shen Qingqing's father.

But this time is different, Su Zhuo can't back down, there are little mermaids and their children behind him.

The two figures overlapped and separated instantly in the air. Su Zhuo moved the Wangchen Sword but it was only a block, and he would not take the initiative to attack.

He still didn't want to hurt Shen Hongfeng.

But Shen Hongfeng didn't show mercy at all, so Su Zhuo's beating was extremely difficult, and it didn't take long for him to have wounds on his body.

The two fought for a long time and still didn't want to stop. Shen Hongfeng swung his sword again and stabbed at Su Zhuo, and Su Zhuo raised his sword to block.

Before the two swords met, a small light spot flashed in the distance, and two silver needles collided with Shen Hongfeng's sword, knocking his sword away a little.

A pale blue figure flew over and landed between the two of them.

Lin He bowed and saluted Shen Hongfeng.

"Is this to stop me?" Shen Hongfeng wanted to save Shen Qingqing now, and couldn't care about other things.

Shen Qingqing just vomited blood again, this will be at stake.

"Lin He also values ​​Junior Sister Shen, so naturally she won't let anything happen to her." Lin He slightly shook his head at Su Zhuo, "It's just that Lin He has other methods, which can cure Junior Sister Shen and save the little mermaid's life. "

Shen Hongfeng hesitated for a moment, then dropped the sword in his hand, but still frowning tightly.

"what way."

Shen Hongfeng knew that Su Zhuo was determined to protect the little mermaid this time, so he was not willing to fight head-on. It would be best if he could save the little mermaid without confronting Su Zhuo.

"With your heart and soul, you only need a drop of the little mermaid's heart and soul to heal Junior Sister Shen." Lin He said, "The mermaid is a rare spiritual creature in the world, even if he is killed, Junior Sister Qing Qing can't bear it."

"Then take his heart's blood." Said Shen Hongfeng and immediately stepped forward.

Su Zhuo blocked the door.

He hasn't thought of a way yet, he's afraid of hurting the child in Qiao Qiao's womb.

"Master Shen, don't worry. Give Lin He another three days. You still need a few medicines. It won't be too late to get them after three days."

Shen Hongfeng gripped the sword in his hand, thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

For three days, I can wait a little longer.

Without further words, after setting a date of three days, Shen Hongfeng left.

There were only two people left in the yard, Lin He turned around, looked at Su Zhuo, and sighed softly.

Su Zhuo said first, "Why did you come here?"

"Master said that Shen Qingqing's body was already at the point of exhaustion, so I guessed that Uncle Shen should come here, and I also guessed that you would not confront him head-on."

Lin He was afraid that Su Zhuo would not let him go, and there was another pregnant little mermaid here, so he came here to take a look.

Unexpectedly, he guessed it right, but he was a little surprised that Su Zhuo actually drew his sword.

"There is a way to protect the child in Qiao Qiao's stomach."

Whether it's a little mermaid or a child, Su Zhuo doesn't want to lose.

"I can't do it for the time being. You should know that the little mermaid will be weak after taking the heart's blood."

Even if it is barely protected this time, the little mermaid and the baby in her belly will be in danger when she gives birth.

Su Zhuo lowered his eyes, a little weak.

Shen Qingqing's life on the one hand, and the child he had been looking forward to for a long time, he didn't know what to do.

"Go back first, let me think about it."

Su Zhuo withdrew his sword, turned around and walked into the house, his footsteps were flimsy, and his shoulders were drooping weakly.

Lin He sighed, after all, no one else could help him make a decision on such a matter.

"Within three days, come to the bamboo hut to find me, if you don't want..."

Lin He stopped and didn't say any more.

Unwilling to save Shen Qingqing?How is it possible, Lin He knows how guilty Su Zhuo has been these years, and now is the time of life and death, how can he let Shen Qingqing die.

There was an answer to this question from the very beginning, Lin He's delay for three days was just to let Su Zhuo bid farewell to the child who was destined not to be born.

Su Zhuo returned to the room, went to bed gently, and hugged the little mermaid on the bed.

After a long time, Su Zhuo's hand slowly moved to Sancho's lower abdomen, his eyes were slightly red.

It was obviously a child who hadn't yet conceived, so why did he seem to feel a slight heartbeat inside.

The child also felt that his father might give up on him?

Close to Sancho's sleeping face, Su Zhuo placed a light kiss on his forehead.

He doesn't regret meeting Sancho, nor does he regret falling in love with him.

It's just that he is Su Zhuo after all, and when he met the little mermaid, he was looking for medicine...

Sancho felt that he had slept for a long time, and when he woke up, his body was a little sore and limp, and his lower abdomen was warm, and Su Zhuo's palm was always on it.

Sancho looked at Su Zhuo beside him, saw that his eyes were reddish as if he had been crying, immediately held his face, and kissed his eyes.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Haven't you slept all this time?"

Su Zhuo hugged him tightly, shook his head, his voice was still a little hoarse.

"I am fine."

Sancho hugged him for a while before separating, and when he sat up, he saw a cut on his arm, and bright red blood oozed out, staining the pure white gauze.

Exclaiming in a low voice, Sancho took Su Zhuo's arm and looked at it. The blood had already solidified, and the cloth was stuck to the wound, which looked extremely scary.

He hurriedly got out of bed and wet the square cloth with herbal tea to moisten the wound. After the cloth was soaked, he slowly peeled it off, and then sprinkled the medicine on it to wrap it up.

"Where did you go when I was sleeping? How did you get hurt like this." Sancho's eyes were also a little red.

"I'm fine, don't cry."

Su Zhuo pulled him into his arms, hugged him from behind, put both hands on his belly, his tone seemed tired.

"Be obedient and let me hug you for a while, just for a while, and I'll get up and make you something to eat."

Since having a child, Sancho has been able to eat very well, and he can even eat several meals a day.

After sleeping for several hours this time, I guess I'm hungry too.

"You're hurt, don't do it, I'll go to the big kitchen to get some things at mealtime."

Su Zhuo shook his head: "This little injury is okay, I like to cook for you, you are picky eaters recently, the cooking in the big kitchen is not to your liking."

San Qiao felt a little warm in his heart, and leaned his head sideways on Su Zhuo's arms, slightly curling the corners of his lips.

He really feels happy now.

There is the baby, and there is Su Zhuo who has been taking good care of him.

Su Zhuo cooked a pot of small wontons, and put Sancho on his lap to feed him. Su Zhuo didn't eat the rest until Sancho shook his head to indicate that he was full.

Then he went to the kitchen to take a shower, and Sancho followed him step by step, watching his work.

Since the pregnancy, the child is getting bigger and bigger, and Sancho will feel sick when he smells a lot of smells, including his own fishy smell.

In the past, he was afraid of water, and he would not wash if he could not take a bath, but now he does not take a bath for a day, and he feels like vomiting when he smells it, so he can only take a bath every day.

He was afraid of water, so Su Zhuo changed to a big bathtub, and every time he took off his clothes and hugged him to soak in the water.

Sancho touched it in his arms, and poked it to play happily, and he gently washed Sancho with water.

Even the mucus on the tender pink tail is not spared, and it has no smell at all when washed with soap locust.

But today Su Zhuo seemed a little abnormal, his hands were still lingering on his lower abdomen after washing for a long time.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Sancho rubbed against his arms, and smiled softly, "The baby is still young, so I can't feel it now."

Su Zhuo, who was in a daze, suddenly came back to his senses, and then began to wash other places.

After taking a shower, Su Zhuo wrapped the naked little mermaid back to the room.

Sancho was lying on the bed, playing happily with his tail that had not turned back into legs, and touched his belly with his hand.

The baby is almost three months old, but his belly is still flat, and there is no way to see that a doll will come out in the future.

Su Zhuo stood beside the bed for a while, then suddenly bent down and kissed his belly lightly, without raising his head for a long time.

A little itchy, Sancho giggled and pulled Su Zhuo's hair with his small hands.

"Master, what happened to you today? Why have you been staring at Qiao Qiao's stomach?"

Su Zhuo took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"It's okay, just to see you working hard, tell the little guy to be good."

"He's still young, he's the size of a fist, what can he know?"

In the evening, Su Zhuo sat behind the desk and dealt with the affairs of Yuli Peak. San Qiao sat in his arms and pulled his clothes, poking his head to see what was written on the paper.

But they were all brush characters, densely packed, he couldn't understand, and he didn't bother to ask 003 to translate, so he retreated into Su Zhuo's arms and dozed off.

Seeing that he was sleepy, Su Zhuo carried him back to sleep.

San Qiao lay on his side facing the wall, Su Zhuo hugged him from behind, and put his hands on his lower abdomen.

Sancho only thought that he wanted to get close to the baby very much today, so he reached down to cover Su Zhuo's hand, and then closed his eyes to sleep.

Su Zhuo's mind was very chaotic, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and kept his eyes open in the dark.

In the middle of the night, beads of sweat oozed from Sancho's forehead.

Clutching her hands indiscriminately, she kept muttering in a low voice: "Don't, don't, it hurts...don't hurt the baby."

Su Zhuo knew that he was having another nightmare, so he raised his body and patted San Qiao's back lightly, and whispered in his ear: "Qiao Qiao, I'm here, I'm Su Zhuo, don't be afraid, I'm here."

In the dream, Sancho dreamed that he was lying on the bed, and Su Zhuo stood beside the bed expressionlessly and cut open his stomach with a knife, took out a lump of flesh and blood, and threw it on the ground fiercely.

Sancho was in severe pain and kept struggling, but he couldn't move, and Su Zhuo didn't even look at him.

A soft voice came from his ears, and he opened his eyes suddenly, trembling and crying out.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, you just had a nightmare, don't be afraid."

Su Zhuo hugged him into his arms, gently kissed his neck, and comforted him softly.

His soft voice dispelled the fear in Sancho's heart a lot, but he was still sobbing softly.

After a while, Sancho raised his head in his arms, his voice still choked with sobs.

"Master, you will never hurt the baby, will you?" The author does not resist the knife??????, don't do it.