The thick magic mist on the ground made it difficult for people to see his face clearly, only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed, he crazily hugged the stones on the ground tightly, and muttered in a low voice why the elder fairy still didn't come out.

As time went by, the magic mist around Gu Yu's body grew more and more, and he ran wildly in the bedroom uncontrollably, leaving scratches all over the floor.

The little baby woke up frightened by the loud noise, squinted his eyes and opened his mouth to cry loudly, and kicked the brocade quilt on his body with his fleshy fists.

"Wow wow wow..."

The tyrant who had fallen into madness swung the stone away fiercely, lay on the ground, closed his eyes in pain, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Hearing the cry of the child, he suppressed the bloodthirsty desire in his mind, struggled to get up from the ground, and walked slowly towards the couch step by step.

The little baby in the brocade quilt blushed from crying, sensing the scent of the father, opened his moist eyes pitifully and aggrievedly, and stretched out his hands for a hug as he cried.

Gu Yu's eyes were scarlet, he gritted his teeth and picked up the child on the bed, shaking the brocade quilt stiffly, and gently patted the child on the back.

The author has something to say: Zuo Qian clutched his stomach and retched: Husband

Xuebai skillfully holds a spittoon in his left hand and a teacup in his right hand: here we come

(Happy Chinese Valentine’s Day, I haven’t had time to correct the typos, I’ll replace them when I’m finished~)

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