From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Their mother, the big fire dragon, wanted to support her children.

However, there are too many barbecue orders, and it is too busy to keep busy. It is simply too busy.

In the end, everyone lined up to tease the little fire dragons, watching their incompetence and rage.

He also took a video and uploaded it to the communication device. Now the demon tyrant was in everyone's heart, and the filter was completely shattered.

At night, Xia Zuozai took a careful bath. He thought clearly that if Meng Liu had to rely on childbirth to maintain his spiritual power, it could only be him.

She is the possession he summoned, and no one in this world can surpass his relationship with her.

Xia Zuo was unwilling to let her find someone else.

Those men were either gentle or harsh, who knew whether Meng Liu would be injured.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still a little nervous to experience this kind of thing for the first time. After taking a shower for nearly an hour, my skin was almost peeled off.

When he came out of the bathroom in anticipation, the person on the bed had already fallen asleep.

Xia Zuo helplessly brushed away the hair that covered most of her face, muttering to himself: "What a lazy little pig."

He laughed, turned out the light, and no longer slept beside her like before, but gently held her in his arms and kissed her forehead.

He could still remain calm without thinking about it before, but now that he was sleeping with warm nephrite in his arms, he felt a little hot.

The next day, Meng Liu opened her eyes in a daze and met a pair of eyes above her head that looked directly at her.

"Wake up so early?" She yawned.

Xia Zuo could see a piece of tongue accidentally exposed from the bright red lips, and his eyes suddenly became dark again.

He only squinted for a few hours last night, and he couldn't fall asleep whenever he thought about that kind of thing.

"Didn't you say that you should rely on childbirth to maintain your spiritual power?" Xia Zuo cleared his throat and asked seriously.

"Well, what?" Meng Liu was a little surprised.

Xia Zuo touched her face, her ears slightly red: "I'll help you."

Meng Liu didn't expect him to accept it so quickly. Xia Zuo looked a little unnatural, and then said: "I will not be like that... separate from you, nor will I marry another woman."

Of course Meng Liu believed him, as long as the man who slept with her had never betrayed her.

In systematic terms, they retained some of their habits in the God Realm, including their love for her.

Meng Liu narrowed his eyes with laughter, and Xia Zuo was a little annoyed: "What are you laughing at?"

She laughed louder and louder: "Do you want to try it now?"

He was even more embarrassed when his thoughts were revealed. He held her waist tightly with one hand and tickled her.

Meng Liuxiao was about to burst into tears. She tried her best to hide while he desperately chased after her.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have teased you." She hugged him tightly and begged for mercy.

Xia Zuo snorted softly in his nose, stopped playing and looked down, and just at this moment Meng Liu looked up.

When their eyes met, she did not step back, but slowly pressed his lips against his, like a fuse lighting a firework. Xia Zuo quickly reacted and took the initiative, firmly grabbing her waist and kissing her.

When he kissed her for the first time, he felt that Meng Liu's lips were soft and fragrant, and there was actually a hint of sweetness in his mouth.

The big hands quietly moved their position at some point.

"Well..." Meng Liu gasped and made a squeaking sound.

Xia Zuo let her go slightly and kissed her along the chin and neck. He was very nervous doing this, and he had only read a few study materials given to him by Claire before.

But he couldn't control his emotions and was so excited that his hands were trembling, and he tried his best to arouse her emotions.

Xia Zuo leaned over and kissed her again: "Meng Liu, you are my baby."

"Well...."

The two of them groaned at the same time, Xia Zuo's head was about to explode, and big drops of sweat remained.

I thought about the dish all night, and it tasted really good.

The frown slowly loosened. He ignored the gentleness and tenderness he had imagined when he was building himself up earlier. He just wanted to embed her into his bones and completely integrate with him.

Xia Zuo turned on the high fire, and the pancakes in the pan were cooked like pancakes over and over again, like fried shredded potatoes. He mastered the perfect way to stir-fry the pancakes.

When Carlisle passed by the dormitory, he heard the noise inside and raised the corners of his lips, thinking that he would hold on for a while longer.

He pretended not to know and knocked on the door.

"Xia Zuo! Meng Liu! Aren't we going to go out and play together today? Aren't you up yet?"

It was quiet for a moment, and Xia Zuo replied calmly: "We have something to do today, let's make an appointment another day."

Carlisle smiled, said hello, and turned back to the dormitory. He opened a mirror, and a familiar picture appeared on the mirror, which was the scene in the next room.

He looked at it with relish, caught a glimpse of Meng Liu's seductive posture, his breathing quickened, and he couldn't help but stretched his hands down, looking in the mirror while having enough food and clothing...

next door.

Meng Liu lay on the bed like a salted fish.

Xia Zuo buttoned up her clothes and kissed her gently: "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

"Well, I want Xiao Long Bao, fried dumplings and milk tea!" Meng Liu ordered a bunch of dishes with squinted eyes.

Xia Zuo pinched her face: "Okay, wait until I come back."

Not two minutes after the person left, there was a knock on the door again.

Meng Liu was a little confused, did he come back so soon?

She casually picked up a nightgown and put it on, opened the door, and before she could speak, someone had already hugged her waist and pushed her into the room.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"It makes me sad to hear your movements." Carlisle whispered in her ear.

Meng Liu was shocked. The soundproofing of this dormitory was so bad?

Claire peeled off the collar around her neck and saw dots of red marks, and a feeling of anger could not help but rise from the bottom of her heart.

His fingers pressed against her neck, causing new red marks to appear on her skin.

"Hiss!" Meng Liu was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

But with his hands clamped, Claire said dangerously: "Do you want me to tell the school teacher about you?"

Meng Liu hesitated: "What do you mean?"

"You should know that what you are doing will not be approved by the college or even the higher-ups, right? As long as I say something, Xia Zuo will be expelled. Do you want to see him work hard to get into Chris College but drop out because of you?" Claire Curling up the end of her hair, the words she spoke were extremely cold.

Meng Liu looked coldly: "So?"

Claire came close quickly, and their breaths sprayed on each other's faces. He looked at her face carefully and saw that she was clenching her teeth, and her cheeks were still filled with the aura of lust and anger that had not dissipated.

He smiled lowly: "It's very simple. If Xia Zuo has it, I want it too."

Meng Liu: "..."

Sure enough, a woman's intuition is not wrong. When she first met Claire, his unfriendly feeling never disappeared, but he hid it well enough.