Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

The breeze in the mountains is gentle.

The warm sun was mottled on the blue clothes with light silver luster. Every step Zong Zhou took while holding him, the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, like the sparkling water of a lake.

Ling Qian is the fish that floated out of the lake, with a pair of smart but ignorant eyes, looking at Zong Zhou's handsome face without blinking.

See you every day.

See you for the first time all the time.

It is also kind, and it is also novel to see the expression of every small change.

Ling Qian's eyebrows were gentle, her eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she said softly: "It was I who said the love words you wanted to say just now, and I saw through your thoughts, but why do I feel that you actually informed me of what I wanted to tell you? dawn."

Only when he knows, will he relieve his worries in different ways.

Zong Zhou nodded, walked with ease, and said: "When you see our child, someone who is really worth getting close to, who really treats you purely, and then talks about your thoughts with me, maybe your mood will be different again."

"Then should I say it now?" Ling Qian gently grabbed Zong Zhou's shirt with her fingertips.

The inquiring gaze was obedient and submissive.

Zong Zhou lowered his eyes, and blinked at Ling Qian so tenderly.

With just one glance, the tempting and lustful Demon Lord's fire of passion was temporarily stopped, and the seductive eyebrows and eyes were replaced with soft-hearted warmth.

He weighed the person in his arms, pinched Ling Qian's waist, and said in a warm voice, "Xiao Qian, you listen to me in everything, I'm not used to it."

"When did I stop listening to you?" Ling Qian pursed her lips, and her innocent eyes looked like a serious look waiting for someone to praise her.

Zong Zhou smiled.

Seemingly satisfied, he nodded and said, "You really want to listen to my opinion?"

Ling Qian said, "Yes."

Zong Zhou looked serious, and said seriously: "My opinion is that I don't think it's suitable for me to sleep on the floor tonight."

"Who told you this?"

"This is the most important thing. If you ask me, I suggest that you allow me to sleep in bed tonight."

"You come up at night by yourself, and I won't kick you down."

"That's different."

"Why is it different?" Ling Qian was really reluctant to kick her.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew a pink impatiens flower, following Zong Zhou's words, it gently fell on Ling Qian's heart——

"Between you and me, I have always listened to you, what you want to say, what to do, as long as you want, I will follow you."

Ling Qian wanted too much this day, he smiled sweetly, picked up the flower that fell on his heart, showed it to Zong Zhou, and said: "My chest is no longer stuffy, I just want a child Let's see the impatiens soon."

What Ling Qian said was that she took a lot of light on her mind, and asked Zong Zhou not to be tired and hug her, but to go back quickly to see the child.

But Zongzhou said: "I like to hug you, but it's also good to see flowers, one flower is not enough."

I saw Zong Zhou turned his wrist and turned into a kingfisher, and the moment the green feathers fluttered away, the two of them had already reached the door of the bedroom.

Ling Qian's eyes were still focused on Zong Zhou for a moment.

In the next moment, he was carried into the hall where the protective barrier had dissipated. When he was hugged and sat on the window sill beside the two lotus flowers, he saw Zong Zhou free a hand and push open the wooden window.

A gust of gentle wind suddenly rushed into the hall with a sweet aroma, pink, white, purple, like the drizzle that brushed the face, all of them were gentle colors.

"I say one flower is enough."

Listening to the sound, Ling Qian blinked her eyes and looked at where the wind came from, it was the boundless sea of ​​impatiens.

Leaning in Zong Zhou's arms, he stretched out his hand out of the window, and in a blink of an eye, pieces of light powder fell on his palm.

Zong Zhou's question was soft in his ear: "Do you like it?"

Ling Qian lowered her eyes gently, her contented face was redder than flowers, her heart was beating hot, her body was also warm, even the petals in her palm seemed to be warmed to a delicate and beautiful color.

"The children are awake," Zong Zhou took Ling Qian's hand, sprinkled the petals in his palm on the lotus enchantment, put his face next to Ling Qian's, and said tenderly, "They are all your good children, look, The flowers that Dad likes are also liked by the children, and when they see them, they smile brightly."

"Did you smile when you saw flowers?" Ling Qian hadn't felt so close to the child for a long time.

This is his ruined heart, and it will only make him more and more indifferent to everyone and things around him.

Zong Zhou pinched his finger, tapped a pink petal and slowly slid on the smooth and round barrier, the child in the lotus was staring at the petal, moving his eyes.

"We are quietly looking at Huaxiao."

Zong Zhou raised Ling Qian's fingertip slightly, and then lowered it, a little spiritual light lit up the petals, like a star dotted the sky covering the child.

But the starlight only shined for a moment, and then disappeared with the flowers.

As soon as the baby saw that the flowers were gone, she immediately looked for other petals with lively eyes.

Seeing that Zong Zhou was holding her hand again, Ling Qian hurriedly held Zong Zhou back.

He shook his head, and said in a dumbfounding tone, "Okay, I know that my child is like me, and they all like the beautiful things in this world."

"Don't give the baby a look anymore?" Zong Zhou glanced at the other lotus, and sprinkled some petals on it.

This time, the child hadn't laughed yet, Ling Qian laughed first.

"I should have read fewer books than you, but I still know that our child is only one month old, so he won't just laugh at something he likes."

"However, I also believe that blood is connected. In the future, I will definitely see more and more similarities between them and me. Even if I can't heal my heart, I will tell myself every day that I love them and their father. .”

Zong Zhou tightened his arms around his waist slightly, and lowered his voice as if he was afraid that the children would hear him, and said, "It's their father who loves their father deeply, and loves them too."

"Are you so preoccupied with the child?" Ling Qian smiled until her eyes were wet.

Zong Zhou treated this matter seriously: "I came first, they came later, if you love this kind of thing, I will be the number one in your heart."

"Stingy ghost." Ling Qian giggled,

It should be this warm and joking atmosphere, which also infected the children who are connected by blood, and the children in the lotus also smiled brighter with him.

"It's my child." Ling Qian looked at the child's smile, feeling warm and loving in her heart, and suddenly sighed softly.

"This is your child, who will inherit your pure kindness and wisdom when he is raised by you in the future." Zong Zhou took Ling Qian's hand, patted the back of his hand to comfort him, and said, "Don't give up because of a deep obsession. People who doubt that he has given him a hundred years of upbringing, Tan Le's blood comes from the vicious black dragon, his master is the head of the Taiyi Sect first, and then you."

"Is there a sequence?" Ling Qian understands that there are, but maybe in this world, only he, the one who has given sincerity to Tan Le during the hundred years of teaching Tan Le, will feel disappointed again and again. sad.

"Zong Zhou, do you still remember?" Ling Qian clenched her fists, "I once cried bitterly for Tan Le in the Abyss of Demon Flowers."

"It's because the devilish energy of the Demon Flower Abyss messes with your mind, and that's something you can't resist," Zong Zhou said.

Ling Qian's eyes were a little lonely, "Yeah, he was crazy at the time, he had no memory of my tears, and he didn't even know that Master controlled my mind with the bell. If it was pushed too much, I might cry."

"Even if I don't have my mind destroyed again, even if I'm still the me he knows, I won't cry no matter how frustrated I am in the past hundred years."

Even after Ling Qian got out of the customs, she learned the news that Master might be killed, learned that soldiers were approaching the city, and saw Zong Zhou forced to her bed, so much pressure, so heavy, she would not shed tears in front of the disciples of Taiyi Sect.

So he was bullied by Zongzhou terribly at that time, and the moment he cried, even Zongzhou was frightened.

He is such a strong-willed person who never wants to make those who depend on him panic.

But today he cried at Tan Le's bedside.

"Do you know how uncomfortable I am?" Ling Qian took a breath and looked at her child, "I know that the bell can save him, and I gave up restoring my heart without hesitation. I even wanted to go to Taiyimen to fight immediately. My master."

"But what is he doing? He knows that you have told me everything, that you have no selfish intentions to give up his life and not save him without telling me. He can't hold back. He wants to see me sad and confirm that I am sad. "

"If the bell wasn't on him, I couldn't find a reason to lose control of my emotions. I know his injury is real, so I shouldn't doubt him..."

Zong Zhou patted Ling Qian on the back comfortingly, "You can doubt him."

"He once lied to me to go to the East China Sea, and used me to lure you into destroying the enchantment of the Merman Land. He begged me at that time, and if he wanted me, he would treat him as a family ugliness." Family ugliness should not be publicized, and it is the shame of the family that is tormented.

Zong Zhou said: "He lied to you once because of his obsession with the black dragon. Maybe this time, his real purpose is not to hurt you."

"He is hurting himself," Ling Qian sighed, and said, "He said that the master killed his body because his body was useless. He was telling the truth, but the matter of the body, the master did not know before, otherwise When I go to Tianzhu, I won’t be unable to come back, it’s impossible for Master to just let him here to make me sad.”

Ling Qian believed that she did not have such weight in the heart of that selfish man.

"What other purpose do you think he has?" Zong Zhou warmed Ling Qian's increasingly cold hands with both hands.

Ling Qian said: "If he hadn't acted too impulsively today and let me discover the bell, he might have been lurking by my side, controlling my mind, and using his tricks. It is to hurt me, and it is very likely that it is calculating your life."

When Ling Qian said this, she looked at Zong Zhou with eyes full of guilt.

Zongzhou said indifferently: "My brother-in-law is very ambitious. I won't die. They are not good at being in power. But don't feel guilty about their sins. They don't know that you can maintain your thinking and calculation when the bell shakes your mind." It’s also a waste of time.”

"That's because you've been helping me for the past month," Ling Qian turned around and hugged Zongzhou, the softer he spoke, the more uncomfortable he felt, "I once said, because he didn't betray the Taiyi Sect, but me, So I give him a chance and forgive him."

"But today is different." Ling Qian said.

Zong Zhou rubbed Ling Qian's back and said, "You don't intend to forgive him, because he knows that he may be exposed, but he is still acting. It is very likely that his real purpose is to betray the Taiyi Sect."

"No," Ling Qian shook her head in the person's arms, "Because in my heart, even if I just guess that others are plotting your life, those people will only be strangers to me in this life."

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