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Xiao Mo put Wu Xing on the bed, and pulled up one side of the quilt to cover the little thing's belly. On the way back just now, Wu Xing vomited all over him with his eyes closed, but now he is sleeping soundly.

Sighing, Xiao Mo ordered a piece of clean clothes to take a shower.

The sunlight sneaked in slowly from behind the half-drawn curtains, and hopped over the window sill towards the bed, perhaps too dazzling, the tucked-up corner of the bed moved uneasily, and slowly penetrated into the depths of the quilt. drilled everywhere.

Xiao Mo's hair came out loose, and the ends of the hair that were close to his face were still dripping, sliding down his forehead, across his cheeks, and quickly falling into the slightly open collar and disappearing.There was still class at this time, but because Shen Chaorui was not here and changed to self-study, so he didn't go, and planned to sleep with the drunk little guy for a while.It was only when he got close to the bed that he realized that something was wrong. The little guy he had placed next to the pillow was no longer there. Instead, there was a strange bump the size of a pillow on the side near the wall, and it was still trembling slightly. .

Xiao Mo's legs seemed to be blocked by something invisible, he leaned over to explore the ball, and heard a faint hum, like softness in a dream.

Before Xiao Mo could take a closer look, the ball under the quilt lifted off the oppression on his body as if he couldn't breathe.

Xiao Mo's breathing became disordered immediately.

The naked child shrunk himself into a cotton ball, and his white and tender butt was facing Xiao Mo's direction. Xiao Mo subconsciously took a step back, but he didn't let himself make a sound.this child. . .This sudden child. . .Xiao Mo's face was still very calm, but no one knew what stormy waves were churning in his heart—exactly the same, exactly the same face!It was exactly the same as the little face he had dreamed about in his dream, with the tightly closed eyebrows and eyes frowning together in discomfort, the little nose moved up and down, the lips as pink as cherry blossoms opened and closed, and the little humming sound From here.It's just that before Xiao Mo digested the huge information now, the closed eyes suddenly moved, and they opened just like that.

Xiao Mo's body froze, and he didn't dare to move, watching his figure reflected in those somewhat confused eyes.

Wu Xing just felt hot, he knew he was drunk, thinking it was the strength of the drink, his head was empty, just now he was very hot, a ball of hot air was rushing back and forth in his stomach, it was going to burn him alive Fortunately, this feeling lasted for a while, and after a while it became much cooler, but he still didn't feel well, his throat was so dry that he was about to breathe fire.

Wu Xing swayed like this and sat up, his head sank little by little, his arms like lotus roots were crossed on his chest and placed on his legs, his whole body was so limp.He smashed his mouth and yawned, blinked his watery eyes and looked at Xiao Mo, who was fixed on the side: "Drink water~~"

Nuo Nuo's voice smelled of alcohol and a little bit of grievance, it sounded like she was acting like a baby.

"Xiao Mo~~water~~" Wu Xing muttered again in dissatisfaction, thinking with his head soaked in wine, how stupid Xiao Mo is.

Xiao Mo responded with a complex expression and poured water for him. The hand holding the water glass was trembling, but fortunately it was not obvious. Wu Xing looked at the glass stretched out in front of him, drooped his head and directly covered the rim of the glass slowly. drinking.The glass of water soon bottomed out, Wu Xing burped, and the smell of alcohol dissipated immediately. He grinned at Xiao Mo with a smile, and fell back on the pillow again.

Xiao Mo let out a heavy breath, his body slowed down a lot, but he still looked at the 'gift' that suddenly appeared on the bed complicatedly.He suddenly had a feeling of unreality, but on the other hand, he seemed to have touched some secret. This secret may be more complicated than what he sees now. Xiao Mo has seen more of the impure side of this world. I was a little afraid of getting Wu Xing involved, and I was eaten to the bone.

etc!Xiao Mo's heart stopped suddenly. If Wu Xing became the child in his dream, does it mean that if the time comes or under certain conditions, he may also become that boy without warning? ?

what to do. . .Xiao Mo clutched his heart and forgot all the desire for protection and worry that had just flashed past. He was looking forward to it? !

But no matter what, even if Xiao Mo had a foreboding about the unrest that would be caused by Wu Xing in the future, there was nothing he could do now.He could only get on the bed carefully, turned the little kid with pouty buttocks over and hugged him into his arms, then touched the kid's face with great satisfaction, and poked at the cheek.Xiao Mo doesn't like children. When Xiao Qi was younger, he was the one who played with him, always crying, following behind him and causing trouble, and finally the adults would blame him.

But now?This is Wu Xing, Xiao Mo thought.

The fate between them is a bit strange, they will catch such a little guy just walking around casually, always staring at a pair of small eyes and playing tricks, but they always admit love anytime and anywhere.What's more important is the inseparable layer of contract between them. Xiao Mo's eyes were bottomless, he followed the breath of the child in his arms and slowly approached, leaned close to Wu Xing's forehead and kissed him, and they left immediately.

Wu Xing never sleeps peacefully. When he was in the form of a bird, he didn't occupy a large area. Xiao Mo also let him toss around, but now it's different. Those feet are randomly kicking on the position of Xiao Mo's lower abdomen, and they are getting bigger and bigger. The more presumptuous the situation, Xiao Mo stretched his hands under the quilt and directly grabbed the two troublesome little ones. He was taken aback by the small softness, and then he kneaded them in his hands as if he couldn't put it down.

Wu Xing kicked twice and found that he couldn't move. After struggling a few times, he let him go. The soles of his feet were crispy and itchy, but it made him feel uncomfortable. After a while, he even started snoring.

Xiao Mo smiled slightly and rubbed Wu Xing's soft hair with his chin, hugged the child tightly and closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, there was one more person in the dormitory, Su Qiyu was sitting by the bed flipping through a book, the sound of flipping through the book was very low, as if he was pressing it deliberately.

"Woke you up?" Seeing Xiao Mo frowning at him, Su Qiyu couldn't help but pause, and the half-turned page stood between his fingers.

Xiao Mo shook his head, suddenly remembered something and quickly turned his head to look at the right hand side. Su Qiyu stood up suspiciously and looked over with him, only to see that Xiao Mo opened the quilt, and the child under the quilt whose face was flushed was still there Sleeping soundly, with a finger in his mouth, he kept sucking.

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, exposed the child's head, and tucked the quilt back up for him.Turning his head, seeing Su Qiyu's expression as if struck by lightning, he was dumbfounded.

Su Qiyu stared at the extra child on Xiao Mo's bed, and when she squeezed hard between her fingers, the page she was clamping cracked open with a "hiss-" sound, showing someone's panic.

Xiao Mo didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he couldn't explain it either, and he didn't know the truth. He just relied on a dream and sixth sense to determine that the child was Wu Xing.

"He is... who is it?" Su Qiyu stood up slowly while supporting the bed, his voice trembling violently.

Xiao Mo couldn't explain, so he could only say directly: "Wu Xing."

"..." Su Qiyu's extremely charming face couldn't make any expression for the first time, but he was numb, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and then he sat back on the bedside, thinking of something, suddenly and violently He lowered his head, his long eyelashes covered all his subsequent expressions, Xiao Mo didn't see it.

Xiao Mo hesitated and said: "This matter is a bit shocking, Qiyu, you understand what I mean."

Su Qiyu's lips moved, and both hands clenched the bed sheet tightly, pulling it hard.He said softly, "I'll keep it a secret."

"Thank you." Xiao Mo said no more, he was still willing to believe in Su Qiyu's guarantee.

The little guy under the quilt moved his legs, as if he was about to wake up, Xiao Mo was afraid that Wu Xing would have a headache when he woke up, and the little guy would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat for a day, so he got up and said, "I'm going to make hot porridge for him, you can take care of it for me. "

Su Qiyu nodded slightly with her head down, and said "hmm" with difficulty.

After Xiao Mo went out, Su Qiyu covered his chest and half-opened his mouth to breathe, finally calming down the huge waves in his heart.He slowly got up and walked to Xiao Mo's bedside, looking down at the child who was still moving around.

This is Wu Xing, he told himself, it is that unknown bird and beast.

Will spirit beasts become adults?Who would believe it?Xiao Mo doesn't know how important this matter is, maybe it's just because this is his spirit beast, so he digested the news and pretended to be fine.But Su Qiyu was different, he stared at the ball on the bed, his thoughts were full of thoughts, as if many strands of thread were entangled, and finally entangled himself, and he couldn't untie it.

Anyone is fine, why is it Xiao Mo?There were tears in Su Qiyu's eyes, and he forced him to bear it back. The tear mole at the corner of his eye shivered and tried to escape, but was nailed to the original point by the invisible frame.

Su Qiyu's fleeting thought was still suppressed by himself, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and returned to that indifferent look of wanting nothing, looked at the person who was about to wake up, slowly returned to his bedside and Picked up the book with a broken page.

This is a book that Xiao Mo memorized fluently - "Atlas of Spiritual Beasts", Su Qiyu flipped through it absent-mindedly, almost skipped the remaining half and turned directly to the end.

"The number of spirit beasts is immeasurable, and the power of spirit beasts is immeasurable. Even though we have traversed the continent for more than a few decades, I still have unreachable places and places I have never seen. Many rare beasts are not just rumors. I hope to find them in my lifetime. True or false, this is my only long-cherished wish and the only regret in this book. —— Compiler: Su Huizhang."

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I just changed jobs a few days ago, and my work and rest are in chaos. I am afraid that the update will be intermittent.