I got pregnant after I fell

Jun Qingyan's worry was not unreasonable. When he woke up, it was almost noon, and he sat up with his arms propped up, in a daze.

After a long while, the palm covered the dantian, but in just three months, he felt that the power of the fairy spirit in his body had been swallowed up by the dragon cub in his stomach, and the blood essence was the same... there was very little left.

It was obvious that the time left for him was running out, and the deep bitterness melted away in his heart, and he finally reached this step.

Jun Qingyan lowered his eyes and whispered softly: "Bringing you to the world, but not allowing you to see the world of flowers and flowers, it is my father's incompetence. But... on the way to Huangquan, father can accompany you, and our father and son are dependent on each other , but not alone.”

After a long silence, Jun Qingyan murmured again, "Long'er, it's time for us to say goodbye to your father and brother."

His time is running out, and he can't procrastinate any longer, before the power of the fairy is exhausted.

Leaving is the best option.

Jun Qingyan lowered his eyes, got up and walked to the closet, ready to change into better clothes, his eyes glanced at the bright red, and he was slightly startled.

Touching the embroidery on it with his fingertips, he and Yuan Ze wore this wedding dress when they got married. Time passed so quickly... In the blink of an eye, he and Yuan Ze had been married for more than a month.

Jun Qingyan sits in front of the bronze mirror and takes a selfie in the mirror. Shu Er looks up at the person in the mirror and smiles slightly.

"Speak lightly, when I count..."

Hearing the familiar voice behind him, Jun Qingyan looked back and smiled, "Come here."

Shang Yuanze put the tray in his hand on the table, and walked over intently, "Qingyan, why are you... wearing this outfit today, our wedding is over."

Jun Qingyan still smiled, "Are you sure our wedding is over?"

Shang Yuanze replied without thinking, "I have worshiped heaven and earth, of course it has passed!"

Jun whispered with a smile, "I worshiped the heaven and the earth, and then...is there no after?"

"I have already bowed to the heaven and the earth, what else..." Shang Yuanze stopped suddenly as he spoke, as if after the worship to the heaven and the earth, there is still another.

Worship heaven and earth, enter the bridal chamber.

He and Qingyan just worshiped the world, and on the night of their wedding, he was concerned about his sweetheart's body, so he just slept with her in his arms that night, without any violation of the rules.

Suddenly, he seemed to have guessed the intention of his sweetheart, his peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked, "You...so I say lightly to you, today is..."

Jun lightly smiled and nodded, "I still owe you a wedding night."

His eyes lit up for a moment, and Shang Yuanze was obviously very moved. His sweetheart was wearing a bright red wedding dress and sat in front of the bronze mirror, smiling gently at him, and then said those suggestive words.

The hands hanging on both sides have been quietly clenched, and in the end they restrained themselves, "Your current body is not suitable for... having sex with me. Let's talk about it after our child is born!"

Jun Qingyan raised his eyebrows lightly, "Don't you want to?"

"Cough...Speak softly, stop tempting me." Shang Yuanze quickly looked away, and after a few more glances, he might really be unable to hold back.

With a sudden sigh, Jun Qingyan raised a wisp of blue silk lingering around his fingertips, "Facing the mirror to make up and send lovesickness, what can I do... Luohua is intentional and ruthless."

Shang Yuanze bent slightly and hugged his sweetheart, and said in a low voice: "Qingyan, wait a little longer..."

Jun Qingyan directly straightened the face of the person behind him, facing each other, with their eyes facing each other.

"You really don't want to make up for the wedding night?"

Shang Yuanze's eyes flickered, and he said with great difficulty, "I..."

Seeing this, Jun Qingyan smiled, then raised his head slightly, and whispered in his ear: "Three months have passed, and my fetus has sat firmly."

As the words fell, he suddenly felt the hands surrounding him tighten, and the breathing on the top of his head became more and more rapid. Jun opened his lips softly, and said temptingly, "Do you really don't want to? My, husband..."

The sweetheart called "husband", completely disintegrating all of Shang Yuanze's self-control, the gentle and restrained eyes were no longer there, replaced by eyes like a lone wolf hunting prey, focused and aggressive, scanning down inch by inch from the eyebrows and eyes, it seemed to be It's like looking at where to start.

Then he grabbed the prey's neck with a firm bite, and slightly protruded the tip of his tongue to bite and lick, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, as if slowly enjoying the delicacy of the prey.

Ever since his sweetheart diagnosed the happy pulse, he has never had the joy of nightly spring dinners, and now he has finally gotten through the hard days that he has been holding back for two months.

After a moment of bliss and joy, Shang Yuanze embraced his sweetheart, his brows and eyes filled with satisfaction.

Under the brocade quilt, the skin is close to each other.

Jun Qingyan picked up a bunch of blue silk, and then picked up another bunch of blue silk.

"What are you doing?" Seeing his sweetheart's actions, Shang Yuanze couldn't help asking curiously.

"Hair knot."

Once married and became a husband, from then on there is no doubt about their love and affection.

In the past, he didn't believe in these illusory things. To him, the word "love" was like water and moon in a mirror...indistinguishable and untraceable.

But after coming to the human world, I met the reincarnated Long Ze, and they got along day and night, and accompanied each other day by day.

Looking back, I have already been moved and fell in love.

He wants to be with his beloved for the rest of his life, how can he sigh that heaven fails to fulfill his wishes!

Shang Yuanze brushed another strand of his long hair silently, "Add another strand, yours is missing."

"That's enough. Just weave a web, don't need too much." Jun Qingyan waved his ten fingers, and quickly weaved his and Yuan Ze's blue silk into a finger-long web. truncated from it.

"My Qingyan is ingenious." Shang Yuanze praised with a smile.

Jun Qingyan smiled back, then seemed to think of something, withdrew his hand and pulled out his never-leaving bamboo flute from under one pillow, "Here it is for you."

Shang Yuanze asked puzzledly, "Why did you send me this all of a sudden?"

Rubbing the hole of the bamboo flute with his fingertips, his eyes were complex and fleeting, Jun Qingyan said slowly: "This bamboo flute is cut and polished from a section of my body, and it has been with me for many years... Now I want to Give him to you."

"Qingyan, I feel...you are a little strange today?" It was another wedding night and bamboo flute gift, not only felt strange in the mouth, but also felt strange in the heart.

"I gave you the bamboo flute, aren't you happy?"

Shang Yuanze looked at his sweetheart's smiling face like a flower, then touched the cheek being kissed, and smiled, "Happy." Of course he was happy that his sweetheart gave it to him.

"After all, today is our wedding, so you can treat this bamboo flute as a wedding gift from me." He only had this bamboo flute that was still precious, and before parting, he wanted to keep it as a memory for Yuan Ze. think, even if...

After tomorrow... he will remember nothing.

Hearing his sweetheart mention the wedding, Shang Yuanze couldn't help laughing as he thought about the joy just now, "Which one spends the wedding night in the daytime."

"I remember you said that you feel better during the day. Why...my performance doesn't satisfy you?" Jun Qingyan said pretendingly indifferently.

Shang Yuanze suddenly approached, "If I can close your red ears and speak lightly... I believe you are not nervous."

"No..." Jun Qingyan rubbed his ears, "You read wrong, I rubbed red."

A low laugh sounded, and Shang Yuanze followed suit and pinched his sweetheart's earlobe, "I was so proactive just now, how come I know I'm shy now...Speaking lightly, your reaction was delayed for a long time? Could it be a bit late? "

Yuan Ze's joking expression made Jun Qingyan think of Caicai just now, the blush spread from the tips of the ears to the cheeks, and the heat on his face rose higher and higher.

Shang Yuanze laughed again, "Just now, Zhengjun's performance, as a husband, I am extremely satisfied!" It is rare for his sweetheart to be so active and let go, he is not only satisfied, but also elated.

At this moment, Jun Qingyan realized that Yuan Ze was making fun of him, so he couldn't help but roll his eyes.But I don't know that the self-righteous white eyes have different meanings in the eyes of different people.

"Qingyan, don't tempt me anymore." Shang Yuanze looked away with difficulty, wanting to distract himself, glanced at the bamboo flute in his hand from the corner of the eye, and suddenly said, "Qingyan... I feel I haven't heard you play the flute for a long time."

"I'll play it to you tonight, okay?"

Shang Yuanze naturally said yes, fiddled with the bamboo flute, his joy was beyond words, and he looked up happily, "Oh...it's already night, are you hungry?"

He originally calculated the time to come here to deliver food, but unexpectedly, he was charmed by the words of his sweetheart, and then he forgot about his business for most of the day he was lingering on the bed.

Get dressed and go to bed, light a few lamps in the house, turn around, the candles gradually illuminate the whole room.

"Speak lightly, freshen up, it's time for you to have dinner."

Jun Qingyan shook his head lightly, "Yuanze, I'm not hungry today."

Then Shang Yuanze stared blankly at his sweetheart putting on the wedding dress again, and two words flashed before his eyes.

The red clothes are like fire, and the beauty is picturesque.

Obviously it should be a picturesque scene, but at this time he couldn't calm down to appreciate it, and for some reason, a faint uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, and the brows could not help but quietly tighten.

It wasn't until his sweetheart handed over a comb that Shang Yuanze came back to his senses in a daze.

"Yuan Ze, tie my hair up, okay?"

"Qingyan, is there something wrong with you today... I feel that something is wrong with you?" It's really something wrong!

"Didn't you say you want to hear me play the flute? Hurry up and tie my hair."

"Qingyan, that's not what I said, you answer me... okay? If you are like this, I feel uneasy." Now it's not just uneasy, it's almost frightening.

With a chuckle, "Silly boy, are you still afraid that I will run away?"

Uh... noticing the moonlight in the room, and also... Shang Yuanze settled down and felt that he must be thinking too much.

He raised his hand and said, "I'll tie your hair."

Doing hair for the sweetheart every day, practice makes perfect, Shang Yuanze has already practiced an extraordinary hair-tying technique, "How is it? Is the technique getting more and more exquisite?"

Jun Qingyan raised his finger and hooked it, and when he got up, he kissed, "Your reward." Then he took a purse and put the knotted hair in it.

Shang Yuanze touched his face and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Give me the bamboo flute first."

Upon hearing the order, Shang Yuanze turned around to get the bamboo flute, "Where are you going?"

"Huxin Pavilion."

It was getting dark and went to the Huxin Pavilion, "Qingyan, let's go have dinner, the flute can be played tomorrow."

Jun Qingyan tilted his head and smiled, "Today is a good day, Yuan Ze."

"What day is today?" Could it be related to the abnormal behavior of the sweetheart.

"You'll find out later."

"What are you doing mysteriously?" But the curiosity in my heart was aroused by my sweetheart.

Jun smiled lightly without saying a word.

On the corridor to Tingfengyuan, bright lights illuminated the road ahead one after another, and the two walked together to the Huxin Pavilion.

The bamboo flute twirled beautifully on the wrist, Jun Qingyan invited Yuan Ze to sit down and asked with a smile, "Is there any song you want to hear?"

Shang Yuanze thought for a while, and said, "Feng Qiuhuang, can I play?"

"can."

The bamboo flute is lying on the lips, the sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, and the slightest affection floats to the night sky, pouring out the indomitable tenderness and longing, waiting and no regrets.

There are waves of ripples on the calm lake, and colorful fish jump out of the water and draw beautiful traces in mid-air, adding a bit of poetic charm to the silent night.

Shang Yuanze propped his chin, his eyes were obsessed and focused, and he could only see a smear of blood-like red on the edge of the lake.

On the day of his wedding, he knew that his sweetheart was very dignified and noble in red. He was dressed in red, bright red, eye-catching red.

Almost all the dull colors lost their luster, leaving only a touch of red in his eyes, the color that is unparalleled in the city.

The same is true tonight, my sweetheart is dressed in eye-catching and dazzling red, the red is captivating, and the beauty is seductive.

People can't take their eyes away when they see it, just one glance is unforgettable, and they can't forget it even if they want to.

"Hey... how about playing music?"

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