The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Feng Jue went out to three thousand worlds to handle affairs, and Ling Qingxuan stared at the two dolls crawling on the bed in a daze.

The little guy said that while they are still young, it is enough to play with them at ordinary times, and there is no need to cultivate interest.

But Xi said that it is better to cultivate interest in advance from grasping Zhou.

Catch the week?

Ling Qingxuan took out the book and the spirit sword and placed them in front of the two milk dolls.

She took the lead and asked the little crying bag, "It's been three days, have you learned to speak?"

Xiaokubao's little face was wrinkled into a ball, looking like he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and then turned into a soft sob and his body twitched.

Aya Qingxuan:…

She can understand her own words, why can't she speak? Ling Qingxuan felt that he should explain to her that he was not murdering her.

Before the lips were opened, Xiao Bingcuo opened his mouth expressionlessly, "Cool...Mother..."

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

Xiaokubao glanced at him, and imitated his babble, but she couldn't pronounce the complete sound, and she felt wronged again.

Ling Qingxuan poked at her little face, "Dear, don't be sad, your brother has talent."

I don't know if this is a comfort, but the little crying bag doesn't dare to smoke.

The mother and daughter were interacting, and Xiao Bingcuo's hand had already touched the spirit sword.

"You like this?"

As soon as Ling Qingxuan finished speaking, the spirit sword shrunk in a sensible way. The little ice cube waved a few times, and a few sword breaths emerged, and Ling Qingxuan hugged the little crying bag to avoid it.

"嘤~" Xiao Kubao clenched Ling Qingxuan's shirt tightly in fear, burying it in her arms and rubbing against her.

Ling Qingxuan patted her on the back and sealed the spiritual power of the spirit sword.

Spirit Sword: ? ? ?

"Little Bingcuo likes spirit swords, so do you like books?" Ling Qingxuan asked towards her daughter in her arms.

The little crying bag hummed, buried in her arms and didn't want to come out.

Ling Qingxuan felt that bringing a baby was more difficult than fighting monsters.

When Feng Jue came back, he saw Ling Qingxuan instructing Xiao Bingcuo to play the sword while holding the sleeping little crying bag.

He took his daughter from Ling Qingxuan's arms, put it in the crib, and then put away the spirit sword of Xiaobingcuo.

Little Ice Cube reluctantly crawled back to the crib, because at this point, it was time for them to rest.

As soon as the door closed, Feng Jue pressed Ling Qingxuan's shoulder, "It's hard work."

Ling Qingxuan shook her head, "Little guy, if you like children, have another one?"

What she thought was that if she wanted to give birth, she would have to live together, so as not to have to be busy with the baby after a while.

Feng Jue paused slightly, "Two is enough."

He thought there was only one, and two was a gift.

Besides, the two babies just inherited some of their looks and characters, and he was already very happy.

"Xi seems to be about to give birth." Counting the days, time flies by quite fast.

Feng Jue couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Xi ran away."

Aya Qingxuan: ?

It is said that Xi deliberately went to the Three Thousand Planes to see several maternity births, and then she successfully suffered from anxiety. No matter how Yu Guan persuaded her, she did not want to have children.

Negotiations broke down, so Brook ran.

Yu Gu'an has now taken over Xi's job, and is looking for her while he is busy.

Ling Qingxuan waved his sleeves, and the place where the stream was located was revealed in the air.

She is in the plane of the child, with the former Lord God.

Feng Jue:…

Very good, now Xiaotong has another object to quarrel with them, I am afraid it will be more difficult to find him in the future.

Ling Qingxuan sent the positioning to Yu Gu'an, and granted the right to temporarily travel through the plane.

His wife chased by himself, and Xi's belly was big, so there might be an accident.

"Aya."

After dealing with the matter of Xi and Yu Gu'an, Ling Qingxuan found that the man was hooking on her palm, her eyes were lowered, and her eyes were faintly thinking.

"I found a sea of ​​flowers, let's go see it together?"

Ling Qingxuan nodded, this trivial matter, why hesitate.

As soon as the two left, the little crying bag in the house opened her eyes, she looked at the little ice cube angrily, and snorted twice.

Xiao Bingcuo slept soundly, not paying attention to his sister's angry expression.

…

In that sea of ​​flowers, in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, Ling Qingxuan stood on the spirit sword, looking down from a height, it was colorful and very beautiful.

She was wondering why when there were so many types of flowers, the man put away the spirit sword, and she was suddenly hugged by Feng Jue and fell together.

Because of unconditional trust in each other, Ling Qingxuan did not do anything else. When they were about to approach the ground, the two fell into the sea of ​​flowers, and countless petals were flying in the sky. Ling Qingxuan was dazzled and sneezed.

Aya Qingxuan:…

She didn't deliberately destroy the atmosphere, she used her spiritual power to hold back.

"Do you like this flower bed?" Feng Jue asked to help her brush the petals on her head.

Ling Qingxuan patted the flower bed under her, um, it was soft and fragrant.

Her eyes paused slightly, "You planted all these flowers?"

At a random look, there are hundreds of different species with different growth rates.

Feng Jue's lips curled slightly, with a little shyness, "En."

Not only planting flowers, but also weaving flower beds, how can such a good opportunity be wasted.

Ling Qingxuan put down the barrier and threw Feng Jue down. The two of them lay in the flower bed. Ling Qingxuan looked at his delicate collarbone slightly open and bit her head up.

The man snorted, with depression and indifference, the hot air exhaled by the little girl stained her skin and quickly dyed it crimson.

"Aya..."

"Don't worry, you won't get pregnant." Ling Qingxuan said with great confidence.

Feng Jue: ...he didn't mean that, it's just that there are many small primates near the sea of ​​​​flowers, he is afraid...

Before he could sort out his thoughts, he had already been brought into the ethereal world by Ling Qingxuan. He simply abandoned his reason and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

…

"The little dolls here are so beautiful."

The little girl is now about the same age as Xi, and she stared at Xi's chubby belly curiously.

Xi was drinking water and almost choked, "Can you see the gender?"

The girl nodded and said, "It's a boy doll."

Xi: ...she wants to have a daughter.

Although Xi was not familiar with the children and girls in this plane, the aura on them attracted her, so she stayed here temporarily.

She didn't know their relationship with the three thousand planes, but she could sense that they were definitely not ordinary people.

Xi rubbed his stomach and sighed, "It's scary to have a baby, I don't want to."

Before she became pregnant, she envied Ling Qingxuan and Feng Jue having a crystallization of love. After she became pregnant, she worried that her stomach would explode every day.

This kind of torture made her emaciated a lot, and she couldn't be optimistic.

"It's not scary." The girl smiled and touched her stomach again, "The new life is very cute, and he is also looking forward to meeting you."

"Even if I'm born, what if I can't take care of it..." Xi was extremely depressed, but was held in his arms the next second.

"With me!" Yu Guan knocked on her head, "You are a fool for three years, and the child is not your business alone. Don't leave me out in your plan!"

Xi sniffled and threw himself into his arms with a wow.

"Why did you come to me now, woo woo woo."

Yu Gu’an: …