Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

"My Xiaoqian has lost her temper." Zong Zhou smiled and rubbed Ling Qian's bulging cheeks.

Ling Qian raised her eyes, watched the person wrinkle her nose in dissatisfaction, and said, "Didn't you always say that I have a bad temper?"

"That's why he dares to tell the truth because he loves you." Seeing his angry look, Zong Zhou put his arms around him and scratched his back until Ling Qian fought back, and the two laughed together.

Just now he tightened his arms and said: "Just kidding, really, I said that you have a good temper more often."

"No, I've lost my temper," Ling Qian blushed with a smile, raised her eyebrows slyly, grabbed the broken golden long tassels hanging from Zong Zhou's golden crown with both hands, and said reluctantly, "You can't mess with me." , You have to coax me and get used to me, otherwise I will be very fierce."

Zong Zhou put his hands on his back, holding a big baby, and gave the child an evil look, interrupting Ling Qian's coquettishness, and reminded: "Oh, I'm a father now, and in front of the child, how can you still be a child?" bared teeth."

"Who's baring his teeth?" Ling Qian's eyes were fierce, but her voice was shyly lowered.

All in front of the children.

Ling Qian felt ashamed.

Zong Zhou didn't know.

Immediately pinched his buttocks with his hands, and said: "Am I doing this in front of the child and offending the child's father?"

"Necrosis," Ling Qian twisted, avoiding the man's hands doing bad things, and said with a slightly angry face, "It's not good for the child to see."

"What's wrong?"

Zongzhou broke his hands together, "Who just said that the child is too young to see even the petals?"

Ling Qian's cheeks were stained with a drunken blush, her body was itchy from being pinched, and a crisp | numbness rushed to her heart.

He wanted to welcome but refused to push it, raised his hand and closed the window quietly, and said: "I said, obviously, I won't laugh when I see something I like. If you want to bully me, how dare you use a child?" Make an excuse."

"Afraid that the child will see it?" Zong Zhou saw that the light was blocked out of the window, and immediately got up and hugged him in his arms.

Ling Qian gave a low "hmm".

Zong Zhou knew that he was ashamed, so he still hugged him and looked at the child face to face, saying: "They don't know beauty, but they must know that Daddy is happy in Father's arms, that's why you and they laugh too. "

Ling Qian only glanced at the child quietly, and took into her heart the purest smile in the world.

When he turned around and hugged Zongzhou's neck tightly again, he pressed his hot face against Zongzhou's face, even the breath of his words was hot, "When they are older, about one year old, you Don't do this to me in front of them."

"Being coquettish, you're embarrassing." Zongzhou's teasing words were soft and gentle, but they would not make him angry again.

Ling Qian rubbed Zongzhou's face, who's face is not hot, he whispered in Zongzhou's ear: "Their father blushed when he heard me acting like a baby, shhh, I won't shame their father You blushed and told them."

Suddenly heard a hearty laughter.

Ling Qian noticed that the person holding her quickened her pace.

He intuited something, but before he could speak again, his whole body fell into the soft bedding. The moment the brocade tent in front of him was closed, the day was as black as night.

Ling Qian dodged Zong Zhou's hand, not allowing anyone to take off her shoes and socks easily, her star-like eyes were shining with light to light up the darkness, and said, "Didn't you come up because I promised you to come up at night?"

Zong Zhou lifted up his lower garment, put his hand in to warm it up, raised his eyes with a pitiful look, and said, "Will Xiaoqian really refuse?"

"It's not night yet." Ling Qian originally meant to say that it was still early in the morning, and it wasn't time to discuss this, but it was only after the words came out that he realized the entanglement between the two of them. His words, It's like a hint and an invitation.

Ling Qian wasn't big enough to want Zong Zhou to use that matter to love herself immediately.

If it really worked out, wouldn't it be a teenager who vented his emotions.

he was thinking.

His stomach sank suddenly.

It was Zong Zhou who was pillowed on his belly, closed his eyes, with warm brows and slow breathing, quietly suppressing the passionate fire in his body.

Gradually, under Zong Zhou's gentle gaze, his smile was as clear as a newborn baby,

Ling Qian carefully tapped Zongzhou's nose.

Zong Zhou didn't open his eyes, and with a warm voice, he said thoughtful words: "You have been like an indestructible city wall for a hundred years. You guard the Taiyi Gate, your master, and countless gates that rely on you like sandalwood music. Disciple, how normal it is to want to give up on them once in a while like today."

Ling Qian caressed Zong Zhou's forehead, and suddenly sighed softly, "I still remember the night when I left the Taiyi Sect with you, Uncle Jingsheng told me that I looked perfect and beautiful, and I lived like a master. Imagine yourself."

Zong Zhou sneered suddenly, turned over to look at his beloved baby, looked closely at his eyebrows, and said: "Aspects are born from the heart, this person should have a degree of narcissism, a vicious person can comfort himself when he sees a beautiful woman." It’s a mirror, so you have a human shape too?”

"Too hostile," Ling Qian said in a stern tone, but got up and kissed Zongzhou's eyes and nose tenderly, "What they say is a true saint with a kind heart and a beautiful heart, selfless and desireless."

When Zong Zhou opened his mouth again, Ling Qian kissed his mouth.

"It's not worth it for you to tell me so much. I just want to say that it's not worth it to have hostility towards such a person."

Ling Qian held Zong Zhou's face, with a very serious expression, and said: "I brought up this old incident to tell you that you are right, I have a temper, and I should not let him imagine that I am tolerant of everything. saint."

"You want to use the trick?" Zong Zhou was referring to Tan Le and Ling Xiaojun's plan to ambush them with bells.

Ling Qian nodded, and said: "Cultivation is for cultivating the heart. The injury in the past was just a catastrophe for me to cultivate my heart. Today I saw Tan Le, and I am sure that I don't need the bell anymore, so I will use this matter for my heart." Let's draw an end to the mortal relationship with Taiyimen."

"I don't care what purpose Tan Le has?" Zong Zhou asked.

Ling Qian affirmed: "I am not a city wall, and there is no one in the world who cannot face the wind and rain in person. We saved his life without expecting anything in return. His obsession with the black dragon should only be a calamity he faces himself."

Ling Qian has figured it out and seen it through, but there is one thing that still worries her: "He will keep Xiao Nu'er for no reason today, and I'm worried that he will harm others."

"You reminded Mo Gan in the bamboo forest. Mo Gan practiced medicine according to his heart. He only healed because of Tan Le's special constitution. You don't have to worry about getting Mo Gan in trouble." If he said he was indifferent, Zong As a demon cultivator, Zhou doesn't care about other people's goals, even their lives.

Ling Qian's eyes widened.

Zong Zhou immediately changed his tone of indifference to human life, and said: "It is true that Tan Le is seriously injured. If the bell is integrated into his soul, he will not be in danger of life, but Mo Gan also said that he can raise his hand It may be very small, not to mention hurting Mo Gan, even with such a humble cultivation as Xiao Nuer, unless this person commits suicide, Tan Le has some hidden tricks to retaliate..."

"Will he have a secret trick to retaliate?" Ling Qian didn't think of this at first.

Zongzhou judged others by himself, and said: "If your master is deeply demonized now and thinks with the demon's thinking, if I were him, I would plant a Mahayana full-strength blow on Tan Le's body that is related to the heart."

"If Zong Zhou killed Tan Le for me out of selfishness, Ling Dang might follow Tan Le's soul to go elsewhere, but this blow will seriously injure you who are defenseless. If he releases the news of Ling Dang at this moment, he will ambush you The confidence will be greater." Ling Qian's face was a little pale, he couldn't think of this, because he is not a demon, and he would not be so cruel to his fellow students.

When Zongzhou saw his expression, he quickly recovered his calm expression, and persuaded him gently: "It's just a guess, don't really scare yourself, Ling Xiaojun's full blow will not be wasted on killing other little Luoluo, Tan The obsession with joy is still there, and I will work hard to live."

"Would it really not hurt others?" Ling Qian was still worried.

But Zongzhou said: "Unless he doesn't want to live, and happens to meet someone who wants to die, if that's the case, you can't prevent it, and you can't guess, Xiaoqian, we can't even integrate the bell into his soul." It’s useless to think too much without evidence.”

"Yeah, it's useless to think too much," Ling Qian rubbed her temples, "I just hope that everything will end sooner, and our children will be three months earlier. I really want to hug them."

"When the child is three months old, we don't need to live in the Xiaoyao Palace anymore. At that time, we will find a place where we can truly escape from the world. There will only be you and the child." Zong Zhou opened the bed curtain, beckoned, and moved the two together. A lotus flower came to Ling Qian's side.

Seeing the twins being active for a while, they fell asleep.

He took Ling Qian's hand, put the lotus on it, and said, "The lotus is like a womb for the birth of children, but it is not as good as your body after all. Let them be close to you, and they will sleep more peacefully."

"If I'm not by their side, will they be afraid?" It was the first time Ling Qian heard Zong Zhou mention the benefits of being close to children.

"With a strong father like me, there is nothing to be afraid of in the world, but I like to see you three sleeping peacefully."

Zong Zhou supported Ling Qian's shoulders, let him lie next to the child, stroked Ling Qian's cheek, and said, "I hope they have been three months old when they wake up."

"I'm not sleepy at all." Ling Qian looked at the sleeping faces of the children, and really wanted to lie down next to them for a while, but he felt that he was still in good spirits, so he wouldn't be about to fall asleep.

"You were injured by the bell so that you fell into a coma for three days, and then you woke up and your mind was disturbed again. Not to mention that the heart veins are no longer painful." Zong Zhou raised his hand and touched the center of his brow.

"I don't feel any pain anymore." Ling Qian's eyelids were clenched gradually, and she suddenly yawned, her words became softer, "It's good to sleep for a while, so you don't have to worry about me all the time, sleepy... sleepy... I can't wake up."

Ling Qian closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Xiao Qian, forget about things other than us, remember the beauty I gave you today, remember that the child needs you, and bring these into your dreams."

That must be a sweet dream.

Sweet dreams should not be mixed with dirty things.

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