Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

It would be better for more than one person to look at the child, as well as his careless father.

Ling Qian thought so until the sun was setting and the moonlight was shining through the tightly closed carved wooden window.

He tapped the window sill lightly, the light in his eyes was like the disappearing sun, gradually disappearing, the eyes that were soft a moment ago turned as cold as water in an instant.

He said he was obedient, but when he raised his slender and warm white wrist, he unconsciously wanted to open the window again.

This strength was useless in the end.

Zong Zhou's arms were already wrapped around his waist, and he was gently pulled into his arms, then picked him up and put him on his lap.

Ling Qian lowered her eyes, and saw that this man was carefully untying the tie of his jacket like every night after giving birth, and a big warm hand slipped into the hem of his shirt under his slightly shy gaze.

"Is it cold?" Zongzhou's words were also gentle, and the way he rubbed was also gentle, "Will it hurt?"

Ling Qian's ears were very hot, and she exhaled slowly, already used to this kind of care in her heart, but her body couldn't help but feel hot, enjoying it, and feeling ashamed that it was enjoying it.

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "Shark Pearl is not a good thing."

When he looked at the scroll, he had witnessed the postpartum feeding, but he always felt lucky that he would not swell up.

Now it's good, the baby can only be in the lotus, he can't hold it, and naturally he can avoid the more shameful feeding, but the raw malt has been eaten for several days, and he still feels bloated and painful from time to time.

Zongzhou watched the reaction on his face, and gradually became more serious in his techniques, and he still had the heart to joke with him, saying: "Xiaoqian also said last night that I am lucky to have this shark bead and get a pair of lin'er."

Ling Qian hooked Zong Zhou's shoulder with one hand, and lightly grasped her skirt with the other hand. She opened her mouth and was about to retort a few words on purpose, when suddenly she was sensitive to this wicked man's thumb.

As soon as he breathed heavily, the words stopped in his throat, he only cared about hiding his blushing, and buried his head in his arms.

There was a slight heat in the ears, but it was Zong Zhou's lips that pressed against the side of his face, and said in a warm and serious voice: "When you and I were extremely happy, you also said that every time I bumped into this shark bead, you were extremely happy .”

"Bad ruffian," Ling Qian shoved out his hand in the front of his shirt suddenly, "You don't want me to be better sooner, you obviously intend to stimulate it to come out."

The bad ruffian didn't answer.

But he raised his chin with one hand, deliberately let him see how satisfied he was, put his palm full of Naibai to his lips, and tasted it again.

"You really..." Ling Qian couldn't swear, but seeing this scene made her feel even more hot.

Zong Zhou was not at all ashamed, and rubbed against his forehead, with a caring and serious expression, said: "The medicine can make it disappear, but what is already there, let's let it come out quickly."

"You're just really bad." Ling Qian thought that this person was bad, but at the same time, he preferred this person to be bad.

It's just like this that every time she accuses, she always speaks softly like a baby, which makes this person more and more shameless on him.

One Zongzhou Damo.

As I said in the Abyss of Demon Flowers, I like him to call himself bad, peck his lips lightly, and then take care of the swelling pain on his other side.

She smiled and said: "If I pretend not to be greedy for your body one day, then what kind of thoughts have I been thinking and what is on my mind?"

"Wait," Ling Qian pushed the warm palm out of Kaixin's mouth, "My middle clothes are wet, and I feel very uncomfortable."

"Change your clothes first?" Zong Zhou seemed to be asking, but he moved his head to his heart very quickly, and his mouth was naturally faster than his hands, "Let's try it for the father for the child."

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The nights are cold.

It's not that Ling Qian's cultivation level can feel the coolness, but Zong Zhou took care of him for several months of pregnancy, always remembering that when his spiritual power was weak before giving birth, he had to keep warm and protect his body at all times.

It was the same night.

Ling Qian hadn't fallen asleep yet, turned over and was about to take a look at the child beside the bed, Zong Zhou had reacted very quickly and wrapped him tightly with a quilt.

"I'm not cold." Ling Qian was a little helpless, but also felt that the care was warm and caring.

Zong Zhou leaned close to his back, put his arms around him, and asked softly: "Why did you wake up before dawn tonight, do you want to change your clothes?"

"No." Ling Qian shook his head, the coat on his body was warm and dry.

"Is there still something uncomfortable?" Zong Zhou hugged him by the shoulders, hugged him and turned around, his eyes met for a moment, then he understood, stroked his temple hair, and said, "Is it because you feel uncomfortable?"

Ling Qian didn't deny it, she gently slipped into her lover's arms, and her humming voice was pitiful and soft: "I am a new father, and I don't know that other people will be like me, looking at my child, obviously cherishing it, but I always feel that I have not always cherished it."

"You are very good to them." Zong Zhou said firmly along his long hair.

Ling Qian faintly felt that she was not as good as Zong Zhou said, "If it is good, the relationship should be like you and me, the longer we get along, the deeper it will be in my heart, but I don't feel that way about them. "

"Do people get along with their children less and less, and look more normal?" Ling Qian gripped Zongzhou's shirt tightly, the silk should be smooth, but it was tightly wrinkled in his palm, "I don't know what to do tonight I just can't sleep, I feel guilty, but I don't know what I did wrong."

Zong Zhou is older than him, and has long been a person whose mood can soar. Whenever he coaxes him, he is more gentle than coaxing a baby.

"There's nothing wrong with it, I think you're good everywhere."

"You just meant to make me happy." How could Ling Qian not know that Zong Zhou would tolerate everything when getting along, but who doesn't like being loved like this.

When Zong Zhou flirted with him, he said that he had many tricks, and he could please him with a bad heart.

But to comfort people, it is straight-minded, only sincere: "I just want you to be happy and comfortable. I don't think there is anything in this world that should bother you."

"Including children?" Ling Qian raised her head, watching Zong Zhou closely.

I saw Zong Zhou smiled, his eyes were firm enough to make anyone who saw him, even if he didn't succumb to the strength of this Demon Lord, believe in what this man said.

"The appearance of the child was unexpected. When you and I were attracted to each other, this feeling has never been related to whether we have children in this life."

"Xiao Qian," Zong Zhou put his hand on his back, and pressed him into his arms with a little force, "If you are worried about something, you are also worried about whether I will care about my attitude towards the child. We don't have to Don't worry too much, you, only you, are the most important in my heart."

Ling Qian's worry is naturally due to the fact that she put the child away from her window today.

He doesn't remember doing it.

But if there were only him and Xiao Nu'er in the palace after he woke up, then this matter must be done by his cruel father.

Too noisy?

Suspect the unhealed pain in the lower abdomen brought by the child?

Do you think the juice from repeatedly soaking his shirt?

He couldn't think of any incident that caused him to stay away from the child, but he was really not a person who was willing to lie, and when he was in a warm mood, he would not push his faults to innocent attendants.

"Do you already know what I did today?" Ling Qian really wanted to confirm her mistakes from Zongzhou, and only when she knew her mistakes could she correct them.

But Zongzhou knew clearly that even if it was a mistake, it was beyond Ling Qian's control. The indifference stemmed from the destroyed heart, and it was the self that Ling Qian couldn't even remember.

However, mentioning the villain at this moment is nothing more than adding trouble to Ling Qianping.

"It doesn't matter what you do," Zong Zhou said with a calm demeanor when he was serious, "I will follow you like a shadow, do you trust me?"

Ling Qian nodded.

Zongzhou said again: "Then take this trust rooted in your heart, remember that I believe in you deeply, with a righteous heart and a clean state of mind."

Such words, to others, are probably just ordinary love words.

But for Ling Qian, it was a completely different warmth from the experience when she was young.

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Ling Qian slept peacefully that night, but the nightmare reappeared in the dream. The nightmare had a blurry face, wearing a snow-white cassock, holding a peach blossom, and grabbed something from his heart.

In the dream, he was standing on the edge of the Taiyi Gate again.

Watching the peach blossoms flying like rain, heading towards the bottomless cliff.

He knew the nightmare was behind him.

Tell him to be ruthless and desireless, the right way, it is love that ruins his practice, and this ruthlessness can affect everything in the world.

Including any creatures sent to him by the nightmare.

"Rabbits die when they die."

"The puppies killed your rabbit."

"Don't be passionate about anything, love, family affection, sympathy, no one can shake your heart."

Ling Qian was struggling in the dream, and Meng Meng was constantly urging her.

It must be that he thinks he is useless, and his attack is too slow, and he is still close to his back, and personally holds his hand, asking him to attack quickly.

"What does Master want me to do?"

"Master wants you to be ruthless and desireless. You have to guard your heart so that you can truly do whatever you want. If you want to break the barrier and touch something in the lotus, you should do it directly."

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Xiaoyao Palace.

The morning sun will shine into the bedroom where the palace master lives.

This bright place is the window sill where Xiao Nuer claimed yesterday that he placed a pair of lotus flowers in order to bask the child in the sun.

The person standing by the window sill at this moment is not the person who has identified the wrong place for the master, but the biological father of the twin babies in the lotus flower.

Xiao Nuer covered her mouth and hid behind the screen, hesitating whether to step forward to stop Ling Qian.

If it was later, Ling Qian, whose eyes were empty, would have to break the barrier with both hands, ruining the life of the twins.

He managed to gain Ling Qian's trust yesterday, and he could continue to serve the palace. If something happened to the young lord, the palace lord might punish him for the crime of ineffective care.

"Madam..." Xiao Nu'er was about to change her name to "Xianjun" when someone covered her mouth suddenly.

The one who covered people's mouths was Mo Gan, a doctor.

And the one who gave the order was Zong Zhou who promised to be inseparable when Ling Qian was sober and to prevent Ling Qian from making mistakes again.

Zong Zhou silently looked at Ling Qian's back, seeing him ruthlessly sticking the lotus enchantment with his hands, his palms shone brightly.

From the point of view of the other two people in this hall, the two fathers are probably crazy.

One is that the heart orifice is destroyed and the humanity is extinct.

One is to love to the point of madness and condone sin.

"Palace Master, this is probably..." Mo Gan cautiously transmitted the voice, "I can't wait any longer."

Zong Zhou was calmer than outsiders, and said calmly: "He just wants to hug his child."

Mo Gan was startled: "This hug will kill these two children."

"He won't hurt the child." Zong Zhou said firmly.

Mo Gan's eyes widened, and he quickly figured out how to save the child after this muddled incident, and how to pack up his things and run away if he couldn't save him.

That's the moment he thought about it.

Zong Zhou had disappeared from their side and appeared by the window sill.

From the perspective of outsiders, this is the father who finally woke up and stepped forward to stop him.

However, Zong Zhou took Ling Qian's hand, which had lost its aura, and put it in the sun to bask in the sun. He looked tenderly at his sweetheart who had regained some consciousness, and said, "I said you can't do anything wrong. I asked Mo After it’s dry, it’s good for the children to bask in the sun through the window.”

"I..." Ling Qian blinked and looked at his hand. There were traces of spiritual power on it, but it was obvious that he stopped when he was casting a spell.

Zong Zhou never mentioned what he did to the enchantment, and only said: "Do whatever you want, and it won't shake your heart."

Ling Qian has a kind heart.

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