when i got pregnant with the last god cub

"stand up."

Candlelight flickered in the dilapidated temple, and the orange-yellow light outlined an indifferent arc on the man's handsome face.

Fade Chen hesitated for a moment and stood up. Zheng Yanxu lowered his eyes slightly, frowned and said:

"You know very well that the child will never be born."

It was originally a deception created by compound eyes, and there is no trace of life to speak of, so how can we talk about saving it.

Fade Chen showed a smile that was uglier than crying, he was paranoid like a deranged lunatic.

"No, no, he exists, he already exists!"

Lin Huan had already left, and before he died, he only wanted to keep the child and give his lover the only hope to survive.

But Fade Chen didn't know.

"As long as you say a word, even a few words can save him..."

When Lin Huan was still conscious, he told him that the person next to his cousin was a transcendent existence.

Fade Chen didn't think so at the time and asked with a smile, how does it compare to you?

Lin Huan is already a god, but he said that compared to ants, they are nothing but splashes of mud under his feet.

Fade Chen didn't believe it until Lin Huan said those four words.

Follow the law.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zheng Yanxu's eyes, and his voice couldn't hear much emotion: "He can see it?"

Fade Chen nodded deeply, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Huan not only saw these, but also about... Song Cheng in the future."

After saying these words, the man's eyes fell heavily on him, and there was a sense of coercion in an instant, but it disappeared quickly.

The sweat on Fade Chen's forehead slowly flowed down.

He was betting on how much this guy cared about his cousin.

After a long time, the man said softly, "It's all just an illusion."

Song Cheng's future has long been tightly held in his hands, and no one can tamper with it.

Song Cheng sat on the stone steps and waited for the two of them. The sky outside was still dark and unpredictable, especially the shadows of the trees whirling around.

There was a faint candlelight leaking from the temple, he moved over silently, and then the elder, whose shadow dragged on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

Safe.

After the mosquitoes circled around him for a while, Song Cheng slapped four or five of them to death with his bare hands, and small red bumps appeared on his neck and arms.

He was so uncomfortable that he was about to go back and ask the two of them if they had settled down, when suddenly a flashlight shone intensely.

"Song Cheng!"

It was Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao who came to look for them.

Just as Song Cheng was about to respond, there was a loud cry of a baby, which suddenly made the heart tremble in this silent night, and a pang of sadness gushed out instantly.

When Chen Feishen came out with the child in his arms, Song Cheng was still frozen in place, looking at the white and tender child wrapped in the dirty clothes in disbelief, it was really a small one.

Is he... going to be an uncle?

"Cheng'er, this is the son of me and Lin Huan...Look quickly!" Fade Chen said with tears streaming down his face, "This child really looks like him."

Song Cheng responded with hey, the child huddled in his father's arms without opening his eyes, but his facial features were indeed similar to Lin Huan, especially the mouth and nose were almost exactly the same.

"So cute... Where's Lao Zheng?" Song Cheng suddenly raised his head and asked.

This child came so unexpectedly, what exactly did Zheng Yanxu do, will anything happen?

"I'm here."

The man stepped out from the temple, with a tall and straight figure, a faint dizzying smile on his handsome face, and those extremely beautiful red phoenix eyes, which were slightly raised, were like cold stars and bright moons, and the moment he stared at him, his heart moved.

For some reason, Song Cheng felt that the man at this moment was a little different from before.

But he couldn't tell the reason why it was different, he just felt a little nervous and his face was getting hot.

Zheng Yanxu stood in front of the young man habitually wanting to hold his hand, but he didn't expect that man to grab the man's sleeve faster than him.

"Are you okay?" Tao Hua's eyes were full of worry.

With this obedient appearance, Zheng Yanxu couldn't help but want to kiss him, so he really bent down, wanting to rub the young man's soft lips.

"Hey, where did you guys go, what the fuck—" Hu Rong automatically silenced himself again.

Song Cheng hurriedly pushed the man away, his small face was completely flushed, and his beauty made people dizzy.

"Where did this baby come from?"

Suddenly, Ming Xi'ao noticed the child in Fade Chen's arms with sharp eyes, and said in surprise.

Hu Rong reacted even more, tongue tied: "What's the situation? Lin called him, he gave birth to him?"

Song Cheng looked at him in a daze when he heard this, "You... all know?"

Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao didn't know about Lin Huan's disguise as Qiuyun, because they had never seen the real Qiuyun.

If Lin Huan hadn't revealed his real height in front of Song Cheng, maybe even he would have been deceived.

Ming Xi'ao nodded, with a bad expression: "We found the real Qiuyun."

So the Ming with a big belly pretending to be the compound-eyed Lin Huan who couldn't be found no matter how hard he looked.

As soon as Song Cheng and the others left, Qiuyun's parents came to the door. The couple lived in fear for several days and collapsed.

I couldn't help it anymore, not to mention that they only had one child, Qiuyun, and they had to do this even if they lost their lives.

Ming Xi'ao and Hu Rong found Qiuyun in a mess behind Lin's Village, in the cellar used to store food for the winter.

The first moment the little girl saw her relatives, she shouted Lin Huan's name in confusion.

Lin Huan did not hurt Qiuyun.

Song Cheng was a little surprised, he thought the real Qiuyun was dead.

After all, she took the initiative to sacrifice to the evil god and could easily be used as a sacrifice, and Lin Huan looked as if she was wearing her skin.

Fade Chen didn't answer. In fact, except for Zheng Yanxu himself, no one present knew the child's origin.

They kept a strange silence and returned to Liu Chunye's house, planning to drive back in the car they had come at dawn.

As soon as Chen Feishen put the child down, he solemnly apologized to Song Cheng.

He never thought of harming his relatives, and he didn't know when Lin Huan was swallowed by the compound eyes. The whole process happened so quietly.

A lot of emotions flashed through Song Cheng's heart at once. If it was true, he didn't blame Chen Feishen, at least this guy could remember to block him at a critical moment.

Moreover, Lin Huan was in that kind of half-human, half-monster juncture. If his family became like this, he might be fooled on the spot.

Thinking about it this way, Song Cheng was not so angry. After all, it was a relative who was related by blood, and the relationship of more than ten years could still stand the toss.

After speaking, Song Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise there would always be gaps, and it would be a panic.

He just wanted to enter the room, but Chen Feishen stopped him, hesitant to speak.

Song Cheng looked at him in confusion, not knowing what the man was going to say.

"No, it's okay, you go in." Fade Chen was trying to hide something, "Thank Zheng Yanxu for helping me, he saved the child."

Song Cheng nodded and entered the room.

I should be worrying too much, Fade Chen said to himself.

Lin Huan had accidentally caught a glimpse of Song Cheng's death. The broken and blurred scene could not see his face. He saw a young man crucified to death by a traitor in a coffin tailor-made for him.

In the morning before leaving, more than half of the people in Lin Family Village came out to see them off. The dense pimples and eyes on their bodies shrank directly after the compound eyes died.

The white shell was peeled off, leaving only a light-colored scar, reminding them that what happened here was not an absurd nightmare.

Song Cheng and Liu Chunye were about to board the car after saying hello, when they suddenly caught a glimpse of the girl in a clean floral white plaid skirt timidly hiding behind Village Chief Lin.

It was Qiuyun, Song Chengding turned his head and asked Chen Feishen: "Are you sure you don't want to say a few more words?"

Fade Chen pressed down on the car window, and the child in his arms opened his bright eyes. His white and tender hands patted the man's face with sharp corners, babbling and humming.

"No, that's it."

He withdrew his gaze, unable to speak in a complicated mood.

Who would have thought that such a quiet, pure and simple girl would dare to dig out Lin Huan's body with her own hands, and stab a ten-centimeter-long wooden awl into his eye, before burying him upside down.

They didn't know exactly what Qiuyun did, they only knew that she really succeeded in bringing Lin Huan back to life, in a painful way.

Then the nightmare started.

Song Cheng nodded, he could understand Chen Feishen's tangled mood.

It is always more gratitude than hatred. Although the former lovers have become unrecognizable and even unable to maintain their human form, the car accident is not their final ending.

The child lying in his arms is.

Song Cheng sat in the passenger seat, Zheng Yanxu bent down to fasten his seat belt for him and casually pecked his face.

The kind that calmly treats the villagers as nothing.

"Let's go home." The man smiled at him gently, the world is bright.

They first drove Fade Chen back to Chen's house safely. Ning Shu cried and shouted excitedly and shook Song Cheng's hand. She didn't know what to say.

Until she saw the child in Fade Chen's arms, she froze completely.

Song Cheng originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to explain, but to his surprise, Ning Shu calmly accepted the fact.

He didn't even ask any more questions, just murmured: "It's good to be back."

Song Cheng saw a trace of compromised helplessness and escape on her face, and Ning Shu always felt guilty for Lin Huan's death.

At the beginning, it was she who obstructed and exerted pressure secretly, which caused Chen Feishen and Lin Huan to have a dispute in the car and lead to a car accident.

The tacit son didn't explain too much, and the mother didn't dare to ask too much, just knowing that the child was his own was enough.

They sat in the living room and teased the children, who were cute and soft.

Song Cheng squeezed the child's little hand, his heart was tender: "Brother, have you named the child yet?"

Fade Chen was taken aback for a moment, yes, he forgot.

Ning Shu is instructing the housekeeper to buy milk powder and diapers, and even plans to ask the designer to create a children's room for the child. It is always a happy thing to add someone to the family.

He scratched his head, "ah, I forgot to ask my wife to name the baby, I really don't know what it's called."

When Fade Chen talked about Lin Huan, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, as if the man hadn't left.

Song Cheng's heart twitched, "There's no rush for the name in advance, you can discuss it with your aunt and choose a nice one."

Fade Chen nodded deeply, even though they all knew that Ning Shu might not have much choice in naming the child.

They didn't stay for a long time and left before dark. After Song Cheng reported his father and mother's safety in the car, he felt a little sleepy and looked listless.

Zheng Yanxu touched his face, "Go to sleep, I will call you when I get home."

The young man nodded obediently, found a suitable position and fell asleep.

When Song Cheng woke up again, he was already lying on the big bed in his bedroom, and the air conditioner was emitting a cool breath with green light.

He lifted the curtain a little and looked out. It was already dark.

Song Cheng didn't want to remember that he was staring at the ceiling empty-handedly, and the things that happened before began to pass by before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The Fu eyes were dead, but Lin Huan's child survived, and he...unexpectedly only now knew that he also had one in his stomach.

Song Cheng covered his face, that suffocating sad emotion surged up again.

As soon as Zheng Yanxu opened the door with the milk in his hand, he caught a glimpse of the young man lying on the bed with his back turned away, his thin shoulders twitching.

He was stunned and hurried over, "Chengcheng?"

When Song Cheng was pulled into his arms by the man, his face was full of tears, his eyes were pitifully red from crying.

Zheng Yanxu's heart twitched slowly, gently kissed the tears on his cheek and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong, baby?"

Song Cheng shook his head and exhaled in small mouthfuls, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Is he... influencing me?"

Song Cheng sat up and grabbed the man's collar weakly with one hand and stretched down to lift up his own clothes, shouting hastily:

"You touch me."

Zheng Yanxu was taken aback for a moment and couldn't help but stop his lover's waist and kiss him, and Song Cheng's tense expression relaxed in an instant.

Sure enough, the one in my belly was longing for my father's breath.

"Hmm! Mmm... that's fine!" Song Cheng hurriedly pushed the man away.

If it goes on like this, it will be out of control.

Zheng Yanxu's suppressed panting sounded thickly in his ears, and the man's long and narrow eyes flashed a golden light dimly.

"I'm sorry baby..."

Song Cheng lay on his shoulder and sniffed the warm breath, feeling a firm sense of satisfaction after being hugged.

"Yeah." He snorted as a response.

"I know you don't want this baby, but I have no choice."

Zheng Yanxu slowly stroked his thin back, if possible, he didn't want the young man to suffer the slightest grievance.

Song Cheng didn't give him any response, he just narrowed his eyes slightly like a satiated cat.

In fact, this is already the second time he has compromised under unavoidable circumstances, and it happens that the two times are on the same person.

The first marriage, the second childbirth, each time you have to smash and rebuild your original self, together with pride and dignity.

It's just that compared to the first hate, this time he found that he was not so hard to accept, why is that?

Song Cheng put his arms around his neck and inserted his hands into the man's fine hair, and said lazily:

"It's okay to give birth, you take care of the baby, and you pay for the milk powder, how about it?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Zheng Yanxu's face, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, don't worry, he's well-fed!"

Maybe the man agreed so readily that Song Cheng felt something strange.

He let go of Zheng Yanxu's neck, his face was super serious:

"Tell me the truth, what breed is the one in my belly?"

Apart from his special physique, he is just an ordinary man, how could he possibly conceive a child properly.

The man leaned over and took his round earlobes in his mouth. The cool breath sprayed on his neck, causing ripples, and a deep voice sounded:

"My seed, what do you say?"

Zheng Yanxu's thin and ungrateful mouth curled up into a slight smile, "My child, won't it be enough if you make too much?"

Song Cheng blushed instantly when he heard that, he patted the man's arm and said angrily:

"You're fucking serious, what are you talking about? Don't change the subject."

Zheng Yanxu felt a little wronged by his beating, and said embarrassingly:

"I do not have."

Avoiding the important and focusing on the light is determined to have a ghost in his heart, Song Cheng has no choice but to ask another question:

"The child is more like you or more like me?"

The [-]% non-human who looks a little more like a man didn't run away.

Zheng Yanxu pecked at his lips, and hugged him until his chests pressed against each other:

"Like you, must be like you." The man replied without hesitation.

Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this sentence, it's okay, it's okay.

As long as there is a personality, after all, his father's foundation is here, so he can't ask too much.

Although he still worries that his cub will grow up like his brother, if he hears and reads correctly.

When he killed the young man in black suit with complex eyes, he had an inhuman appearance.

Anyway, this marriage is inseparable, let's make do with it.

Song Cheng had a self-defeating thought, and before he could speak, he was kissed and kissed by the man sticky.

Seeing that the movements of the two were getting less and less suitable, Song Cheng panted hastily and said:

"Wait! Don't fucking take off my pants!"

Zheng Yanxu: "?"

A somewhat urgent expression appeared on the handsome face, Song Cheng quickly lowered his voice and said:

"No, the one in my stomach... well, I seem to be able to hear it!"

Zai Zai was still talking to him when he was in the temple before, if they really did it, it would be too inhuman.

"Don't worry, he has been in a deep sleep and can't hear anything."

After speaking, the man pressed forward forcefully.

In the afternoon of the next day, Song Cheng baked a lot of bear biscuits at home, packed them into bags, and prepared to send them to the next door. When he was in Linjiacun, he always felt sorry for Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao.

People regarded them as friends, but they had to hide it because of Fade Chen's scruples.

Song Cheng felt sorry and always wanted to make amends, but he was so thin-skinned that he simply dragged the man along.

Fortunately, Hu Rong not only didn't get angry with them because of his meek temper, but also felt ashamed because he didn't help, and didn't even ask for money from that family.

It was Saturday that Chu Zihan didn't go to work and was wearing dark blue home clothes and sat on the wicker chair, unsurprisingly, he insulted him a few words.

Hu Rong scratched his hair angrily, and Song Cheng hurriedly smoothed things over for him, which moved the poor guy to tears.

On the other side, Zheng Yanxu and Chu Zihan seemed to be talking calmly, and the sunlight outside the house was just shining on the two of them, forming a stark contrast between the cold and the warm.

"I heard from Mr. Hu that you killed a god?" Chu Zihan put down his cup, shrugged and smiled.

Zheng Yanxu put a large amount of biscuits on the coffee table, and with his slender and clean fingers, he took out a green matcha-flavored bear and stuffed it into his mouth.

"My wife did it."

Showing off with a hint of complacency on his face.

Childish like a primary school student.

The smile on Chu Zihan's face disappeared, and he commented in his heart expressionlessly.

"Well, Xiao Song told me that the biscuits are of matcha flavor."

Chu Zihan raised his heroic eyebrows.

The man's hand holding the biscuit froze, and frowned: "It's just a false god, it's nothing."

"Oh? I also heard that you brought back a child."

Chu Zihan stretched out his hand and took a biscuit as well, he was so cute in the shape of a bear.

"Yeah." He made it, Zheng Yanxu said indifferently: "It's a small matter."

Chu Zihan smiled, "That's really a trivial matter, I wonder if you plan to adopt a child in the future?"

Against the generals, well done.He secretly praised himself in his heart.

The familiar man was stunned when he heard this sentence, "No need."

There is a biological one, and there is no need to adopt it.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yanxu couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face, as if Chun Xuechu was not good-looking.

Song Cheng happened to see this scene, and inexplicably felt that this scene fit the words "time is quiet and good".

The premise is that they did not hear the content of the conversation between the two.

At the beginning of September, Tanglin University started school, and Song Cheng, a prospective junior who was approved by the school to study at home and take the exam at the end of the semester, also had to go back to school.

It happened that the man was away on the day of receiving the learning materials, and the family car was also taken to the factory for regular inspection and maintenance.

It was rare for Song Cheng to put on a peaked cap and go out lightly, and took a bus. There were several buses going directly to Dongling University at the gate of Tianjing Liyuan.

The earliest bus from No. 08 was changed to No. 04 not long ago. Song Cheng stood at the bus stop and looked at the sign for a long time before confirming that it was also going to Tanglin University.

It's just that the 72 bus that I used to take passed the north gate of the school, while the 04 bus went directly to the south gate of the school.

And Song Cheng's dormitory building is about the same distance between the two sides, so it doesn't matter which one you take.

The platform was set under a huge banyan tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. Song Cheng didn't feel that it was very hot, but it was so stuffy that it looked like it was going to rain.

After a while, the No. 04 bus with a blue advertisement came.

Song Cheng swiped the QR code with his mobile phone and got into the car. It was a bit chilly with the air conditioner turned on in the car, and there were few people there.

A couple of young lovers nestled in the back row, and two or three aunts and uncles brought their vegetable baskets and prepared to buy.

Song Cheng walked to the back and planned to find a seat by the window to sit down, but suddenly met a pair of terrified eyes.

It was a thin woman with only bones left, wearing a black fisherman's hat, and a light yellow low-necked dress that seemed inexplicably empty on her body.

The woman was so petite that Song Cheng didn't notice it at first glance, but at this moment her face was covered with tears of fear, but she couldn't make the slightest sound from her mouth.The black twisted hair was crazily burrowing into her clothes, and soon it was entangled and snaked down her wrist.