The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Because it was not the mother's body to bear the burden, the pain of childbirth that Feng Jue experienced increased more than a hundred times, and the time was also prolonged.

The place where he was lying on the bed was soaked with sweat, and there was a big mark. The delivery process was still going on. Ling Qingxuan was about to use his spiritual power to help him suppress the pain, but was held down by the man's cold hand.

"No, it will... backlash." Feng Jue shook his head, sweat dripping from his hair, "Immediately, it's fine, don't worry."

He couldn't let Ling Qingxuan take the risk and put the Three Thousand Worlds in crisis again. Where there was a need for him, he must do his best to do it well.

Moreover, he did not want Ling Qingxuan to suffer from this pain.

Xiaotong said that as a god, she will experience life and death in childbirth.

Fortunately, he transferred that probability to himself.

It's just a miscalculation, I didn't expect Ling Qingxuan to come back so soon.

After he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, finally finished, and passed out.

Ling Qingxuan held him in his arms, glanced at the mess in the house, and waved his hand back to the original state.

"It's hard work." She said to Yu Gu'an Hexi, "I'll take him back first."

The little girl's face seemed calm, but there were turbulent waves hidden in it, Xi swallowed nervously, "Okay..."

Are adults angry?

As soon as Ling Qingxuan left, Xi couldn't hold back and almost fell to her knees, but fortunately Yu Gu'an took the lead to support her.

"Don't worry, Lord God will not blame you."

Xi pursed his lips, "I'm not afraid of adults blaming me, I was worried about my future childbirth as soon as I saw the child's painful appearance."

She touched her stomach, "How about... we won't have a baby, right?"

The man's face darkened, "You dare."

Creek: ? ? ? Hey, if you don't fight for three days, you go to the house to reveal the tiles!

The main **** space.

zz saw Ling Qingxuan coming back with Feng Jue in his arms, and immediately greeted him. Unexpectedly, the little girl bypassed him and took Feng Jue back to the room.

zz is holding the child with a confused face, adults, do you want your child?

Feng Jue was dizzy and slept for three days. When he woke up, he found something squirming on the left and right sides.

He tilted his head and saw the two milk dolls staring at him with curious eyes.

Is this his and Aya's child? Or two?

His heart was hot, as if it was melted, and the joy of being lost and found made Feng Jue stand up and hug them with red eyes.

"The baby is so nice."

He praised softly, and found that the throat was moist and sweet, and someone should have fed him.

He was still a little weak, he didn't see Ling Qingxuan in the room, he was a little flustered.

He was about to leave the bed when the door opened and Aya Qingxuan came in with a bowl of soup.

"Lie down."

The cold voice was unbearable, Feng Jue lay down obediently, not daring to say a word.

"If you don't tell me what you decide, why stay with me?"

Ling Qingxuan sat beside his bed, expressionless, Feng Jue was about to speak when the **** the right purred twice, Feng Jue had to change the subject, "Has the child been named?"

Ling Qingxuan: "Little crying bag and small ice cubes."

Feng Jue looked at it and found it quite in line.

He shook the child gently, and only after coaxing him did he answer the question that Aya Qingxuan had just asked.

"I was really wrong, and I won't argue."

Ling Qingxuan: "You must make a sophistry, hurry up and make it up."

Feng Jue:  …

Realizing that it was the other party who was walking down the steps for him, Feng Jue helplessly laughed softly, "Before doing anything in the future, I will definitely tell you and never hide it."

Ling Qingxuan didn't seem satisfied, but she didn't pursue it. She brought the soup bowl over, "Drink it."

Feng Jue glanced at the milky white soup and had a subtle feeling.

"This is……"

Ling Qingxuan: "The crucian carp soup, zz made it for you."

Feng Jue: ? ? ?

The baby girl started babbling again, and he said with difficulty: "What did the children eat during the few days when I was in a coma?"

"Milk."

Seeing that he didn't move, Ling Qingxuan started to feed him directly. Feng Jue was caught off guard and was fed two mouthfuls. He coughed lightly, and his face turned a little red, "Who, whose?"

The little girl's eyes picked up slightly, "Why do you think they are lying next to you?"

This time, Feng Jue's face was completely red.

"puff--"

zz peeked outside the door, covered her mouth and smiled, her host really has a way of punishing people, she really learned badly.

Feng Jue drank the soup obediently, and took off and put down his clothes several times. He was doing psychological construction for himself.

"It's okay, I can find someone else to feed the babies."

Ling Qingxuan was about to take the child away, but Feng Jue stopped him, "I-I can do it!"

"Woooo-"

Xiaokubao grabbed his mouth and looked at Feng Jue pitifully, while Xiao Bingcuo was expressionless, but he opened his mouth and bit his finger.

Feng Jue took a deep breath and opened her clothes.

After a while, the babies did not move, but pushed him in disgust.

Feng Jue: ?

Ling Qingxuan calmly hugged Xiaokubao in her arms and gave her a feeding bottle.

Feng Jue: "Ling'er, you..."

"I'll bully you." Ling Qingxuan said frankly.

Feng Jue lost her temper, took another feeding bottle from her, and the two nursed the child together.

"Feng Jue, thank you for your hard work." The two children ate quickly, and after a moment the milk bottomed out, Ling Qingxuan said this, and took the opportunity to kiss Feng Jue's lips.

The eyes were facing each other, Feng Jue's heart was beating like a drum, he put down the child, surrounded Ling Qingxuan, and invaded the sweet land.

The two milk dolls were lying on the bed, and Xiaokubao's little hands were uneasy, and they were grabbed by Xiaobing.

The two little hands were held quietly, crying and babbling twice, as if singing.

...

The two-person world of Ling Qingxuan and Feng Jue was occupied by the babies before it even started.

Fortunately, the two children are very well-behaved and sensible, except for one thing...

Ling Qingxuan returned to her post and handled plane affairs with Feng Jue. The two of them worked together, the efficiency was accelerated, and the rest was more free.

Originally, they discussed that one person would work and the other would take care of the baby, and they would take turns, but the two children were acting like a joke. When Feng Jue was free, they wanted to be hugged by Ling Qingxuan, and when Ling Qingxuan was free, they wanted to be hugged by Feng Jue.

Helpless, the two work together, each holding a baby in his arms.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the three thousand planes in front of her and had a bold idea.

"Ling'er, we will raise the child ourselves!" Feng Jue interrupted her thoughts in time.

"The crying bag said she wanted to go to that plane Yujian." Ling Qingxuan pointed at the plane and said.

Feng Jue: "... Ling'er, she can't speak yet."

Ling Qingxuan: "Mother and son are connected, and she said she wanted to fight."

Xiaokubao opened her big, beautiful eyes like grapes with a dazed look on her face.

"Yah ah ah... ah ah!" After being stunned, the little crying bag became happy again.

Ling Qingxuan lightly scratched the tip of her nose, "You have three days to learn to speak."

Crying Pack: ? ? ?

Feng Jue chuckled softly and hugged Ling Qingxuan with some distance in his arms. When he looked down, he realized that his son had been forgotten and was sandwiched between the two of them.

The little ice cube blew bubbles expressionlessly.