when i got pregnant with the last god cub

The consequence of not eating enough was that Song Cheng licked the white milk on his lips, and his eyes drifted to the plate of the man opposite him.

Zheng Yanxu never liked to eat staple food, but he ate more junk snacks.

Such as cucumber-flavored potato chips and various imported chocolates.

My husband is not human, and human food is naturally not their staple food.

Of course, Song Cheng didn't want to know what their food was before, but now he is more determined.

Thinking about the compound eyes they encountered before, the source of food should be certain organs in the human body, such as the brain.

Although the Frog God didn't eat in front of them, but thinking about it, he knew it wouldn't be anything unusual.

The small pancakes and sandwiches in front of Zheng Yanxu did not move much, only the milk on the right hand took a sip.

Still took a shallow sip, then frowned in disgust.

"Did you find out why the Frog God died last night?"

Song Cheng asked calmly, but stretched out his hand dishonestly to the opposite side.

Zheng Yanxu looked at the young man who asked about business in a calm manner on the surface, but secretly dragged his plate of small pancakes over.

The man raised his eyes slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"No."

Zheng Yanxu paused and added:

"It should be the same person."

The god of walking and the god of mountains can still leave mutilated corpses after death, but when it comes to the god of plants, Changwu, there is no corpse.

The current Frog God is also the same, and the strength of that person is getting stronger little by little.

"The one who can deal with you is also a god?"

Song Cheng stuffed another piece of pancake into his mouth, the cheeks on both sides swelled up, like a little hamster.

Zheng Yanxu's eyes fell heavily on his face, and he couldn't help rubbing his fingertips with his hands under the table, wanting to poke.

"Ah."

The man responded in a low voice, obviously absent-minded.

Song Cheng wanted to say something, but he couldn't stop eating.

After he finished eating a plate of small pancakes, he asked a question again, and then reached out to grab the last plate of sandwiches.

With the attitude of not wasting food, Song Cheng even passed the man's sip of milk along with him.

"Could it be an internal struggle between you, do you have to take care of this?"

The man didn't answer his words, but just pressed one hand on the edge of the hooked plate.

"Take care." Zheng Yanxu patted the young man's dishonest hand away, and suddenly sighed.

Song Cheng: "?"

The man looked at him with his long and narrow red phoenix eyes, "You said...why you can't get enough to eat all the time."

Song Cheng: "??"

This is... a bit controversial.

Immediately afterwards, the man's thoughts did not know where to go, and he opened up and came.

"Last night, didn't you ask for enough?"

The tone was a little serious, as if it was a serious matter for the government to hand over the food.

Song Cheng: "??!"

Before the expression on his face could change, the tips of his ears turned red.

What are the words of tigers and wolves!

Song Cheng was ashamed and annoyed, but insisted on trying to save face and said:

"Yeah, I've had a bit of an appetite recently."

Then I didn't know what to think of, and said a sentence:

"You can rest assured when you have something in your stomach, otherwise..." You must be hungry.

Who knew that this sentence could not be finished, the whole person was pulled out of the chair in an instant like a young onion.

Song Cheng: "!"

"Blame me, it's all my fault." Zheng Yanxu hugged the young man so firmly that Song Cheng could only wrap his legs trembling around the man's waist.

"I'm sure you'll be full this time, and I'm sure it's all in your stomach, huh?"

The man picked up Song Chenghong's soaked earlobe, and ground his fangs vigorously.

The person in his arms trembled as expected.

Okay, he shouldn't talk too much, this time he is completely gone.

Song Cheng never thought that one day, because he ate a few more mouthfuls of food from a man, he would be forced to eat something more shameful.

After the matter was over, he paralyzed on the bed with blank eyes, and said in a weeping voice in a flustered voice:

"I'll just eat a few more bites of your cake!"

"You actually used it as a reason to fuck me..."

brute!

The man whose back was scratched and covered with red marks smiled triumphantly. He buried his face in the young man's neck and rubbed his lover's thighs that were sore from being stretched too far.

"Who told you to tease me?"

Song Cheng couldn't help staring at him with his slightly red eyes, is he to be blamed for this? !

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more angry I get, the hungrier I become.

Song Cheng's cursing words changed when he touched his lips, "Old Zheng, I'm hungry."

The tone was aggrieved, as if she was acting like a baby.

When the man heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Aren't you full yet?" The voice was low but mixed with overt pleasure.

Song Cheng knew that he was thinking about it again, so angrily he took the fluffy rabbit pillow and threw it on his head.

"Please be yourself!"

Zheng Yanxu was hit straight, he was not angry at all, it didn't hurt anyway.

He touched Song Cheng's slightly swollen belly, and said seriously:

"You've eaten too much, you can't eat any more."

"But I still feel very hungry, and my stomach is empty."

Song Cheng didn't know what happened to him, he was fine before.

The urge to overeat is back.

"It's just an illusion." Zheng Yanxu withdrew his hand, "The child in your body will make you feel an irresistible hunger, so that you can absorb the energy he wants."

"Don't get used to him too much."

If it wasn't for what the man said, Song Cheng would have almost forgotten that he had one in his arms.

"What energy does the cub need?"

He was very worried that the cub would be malnourished, and his stomach hasn't grown much, as if he didn't have one.

With just such an irresponsible father and such a muddleheaded father, it would be nice if the cub could grow up.Song Cheng secretly said.

Zheng Yanxu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly:

"godhead."

Song Cheng seriously suspected that his ears had misheard, but the man didn't seem to be joking.

"So, I said don't get used to him."

Zheng Yanxu poked the young man's stomach, "Picky eaters, you are not a good boy."

Song Cheng looked at the child's father entertaining himself with a dazed expression.

It took me a long time to think of it and asked, "Then what, how did you raise your children before?"

"It's... quite annoying, isn't it?"

These words immediately amused the man, he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, and nodded.

"In the past, when the solar period was not so weak, there were many gods."

"So, so you will kill the gods to feed the children?" Song Cheng said with a difficult face.

Zheng Yanxu looked at the terrified face of the young man, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

The man rubbed his hair, "The pregnant mother god will give some of her godhead to the child to meet the child's various needs."

In this way, children are gods when they are born, and those who are more advanced will be ranked as gods as soon as they are born, inheriting the abilities of their parents.

But now Song Cheng, as a human being, conceives a god, he has no superfluous godhead, which can only be given by his father.

But the god cub can only get most of the energy through the mother's body, and only a small part of it from the father.

That's also why the kid keeps falling asleep and Sung Seung is always hungry.

"Don't worry, our child will not be weak." Zheng Yanxu comforted.

He will inherit the glory and status of the two fathers and become the main god of the next solar era.

With the obstruction of the man, even if Song Cheng went crazy with greed, he couldn't eat those things.

Because he hasn't got them yet, Zheng Yanxu will turn them all into a ball of air.

He was afraid that Song Cheng would feed himself, and he would not feel any sense of fullness.

This made Song Cheng uncomfortable, so he could only secretly order takeaway behind the man's back, and when he went out to get it, he was anxiously looking for a reason.

It happened that Pang Li's little owl was still at the little anchor upstairs, so he found an excuse to go out and get takeaway.

The man saw through but didn't say anything, and allowed his little thought.

In case he really ate too much, he could only shake his hands and order a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

After waiting for a long time, the delivery boy sent a text message.

Song Cheng hurriedly slipped out and said he was going to pick up Pang Li, and as soon as he opened the door, he rushed to get takeaway.

However, the sad reminder is that the bowl of duck blood vermicelli that has been waiting so hard, it all swelled.

Song Cheng was holding a bowl of vermicelli soup that could not be eaten at all, and sat down on the stairs with a dejected expression, sipping the little soup left with a pitiful appearance.

When Zheng Yanxu came out to watch, he wanted to laugh and felt inexplicably distressed.

Tears were still shining in the young man's beautiful peach eyes.

I don't know whether I was moved to cry or cried out of anger, I looked weak and helpless.

While my heart softened, I couldn't help moving a little bit.

So Song Cheng, who was sitting at the stairs, suddenly found that the duck blood vermicelli in his bowl changed instantly.

The fans shrank back, as if they had just made it.

Song Cheng immediately reacted, and when he turned his head, he saw his family standing there with his chest folded.

A helpless smile appeared on his handsome face, and he waved at Song Cheng.

"Dirty on the steps, go home and eat."

After Song Cheng finished eating the vermicelli, he burped contentedly.

After eating and drinking, he was paralyzed on the sofa and didn't want to move.

But it's not easy to change the time with the little anchor He Cancan who agreed to pick up Pangli.

So someone who became more indulgent touched the man's arm with his foot.

"Old Zheng, go and pick up Pear."

Zheng Yanxu put down the potato chips and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

"Go pick up the fat pear, okay, husband?"

Song Cheng, who was guilty of a lazy bone, no longer cared about face and shame, so he just opened his mouth.

She looks very good, but men really like this.

Zheng Yanxu had no choice but to make a trip by himself to get that stupid bird back.

He knocked on the door according to the house number given by Song Cheng, and it took a long time before a sweet female voice came from the other side of the door.

As soon as He Cancan opened the door, he saw a tall and handsome man standing at the door of his house. While he was stunned, his voice drifted away.

"W-Which one?"

The nympho committed a crime, she felt her heart beating faster, her face flushed, and she was about to fall in love in the next second.

However, the first words of the lover in the dream cut off her bud that had just sprouted.

I saw the man's long and narrow Danfeng eyes raised slightly, and said with a little pride:

"I'm Cheng Cheng's husband."

He Cancan froze in place on the spot, Cheng Cheng?

Song Cheng? !