The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Yanyan, do you know what you're talking about?" Xiao Su couldn't believe it.

As soon as the words fell, he was afraid that his anxious speech would scare Zhaoyan who had finally woken up, so he adjusted his expression and asked again in a slow voice, "Do you remember that you are graduating early?"

"Remember." Zhaoyan limply lay on his shoulder, thinking of bad things, the corners of his eyes turned red with grievance.

He buried half of his face in Xiao Su's shoulder, only showing a pair of big brown eyes looking at the corner of the living room fearfully: "I went to take the exam, and when I came out, my father beat me."

"Hey, it's okay." Xiao Su lightly patted his back as if to comfort him, "Don't be afraid."

Zhaoyan hugged Xiao Su tightly and nodded.

"Yanyan, what happened about us in the world of cultivating immortals..." Xiao Su paused, his heart almost jumped out of his nerves, "Our child, do you have any impression of what happened about us in Hanshan?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant with a baby." Zhaoyan responded, although his head was a little tired shortly after waking up, he still tried his best to remember, "I was poisoned and passed out."

"Yanyan..." Xiao Su was ecstatic, and turned his head to look directly at the person in his arms.

Xu Shi was infected by Xiao Su's emotions, Zhao Yan finally laughed: "You look so happy."

"I thought that when your old soul entered this body, the memory of this world would be erased." Xiao Su leaned over and kissed Zhaoyan's face, "I thought I lost a part of you."

"My head has memory, so I won't forget it." Zhao Yan didn't quite understand Xiao Su's words, he blinked his eyes in confusion, "Did you pick me up after Dad knocked me out?"

He reached out and touched his head, and it was not damaged: "You healed my injury."

Xiao Su hesitated for a while: "You only remember what happened before you fell into a coma?"

Zhaoyan lowered his eyes, and after thinking about it, he said affirmatively, "I remember everything that happened before I fell into a coma twice."

Xiao Su probably understood.

The old soul carries the memory of the world of cultivating immortals, and Zhaoyan's new body stores the memory of the ABO world.

Even if the new soul dissipated, Zhao Yan's head in the new body did not forget it during the few months they were together.

Xiao Su laughed, stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Yan: "I love you."

The sudden love words made Zhaoyan blush suddenly.

He lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Xiao Su again, his fingers scratched Xiao Su's back shyly, and his voice sounded like a mosquito: "I love you too."

"I care about everything about you." Xiao Su explained, "Whether it's you in the world of cultivating immortals or you in this world."

The mix of memories prevented Zhaoyan from reacting to Xiao Su's words for a while, and he puffed up his face slightly, dissatisfied: "Isn't that all me...how can you only like one..."

"Yes! They are all you, and you have always been the only one." Xiao Su was really happy in his heart, seeing Zhao Yan's mouth could not stop rising.

Zhaoyan was also happy: "Xiao Su, did you bring me home to save me?"

"That's right." Xiao Su hugged him and walked towards the bedroom.

Zhaoyan leaned on his shoulder, frowning strangely.

Head dizzy.

He lost consciousness in the world of cultivating immortals, and then woke up in the world of ABO.

He got to know Xiao Su again and fell in love with Xiao Su for the second time.

Well……

But why in his memory he didn't know Xiao Su for a while, he clearly remembered that he and Xiao Su were together a long time ago...

Xiao Su naturally noticed the confusion in Zhaoyan's eyes, and he put Zhaoyan on the bed: "Hey, you just woke up, don't think too much. Are you hungry, I'll buy you something to eat."

"Okay." Zhao Yan raised his head to look at Xiao Su, he really felt that his head was uncomfortable after thinking too much, as if the pain from hitting his forehead against the wall had not completely disappeared.

"What do you want to eat?" Xiao Su lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Dumplings?"

Zhaoyan: "Dumplings."

The two spoke almost in unison.

Zhao Yan frowned with a smile, and poked his thin belly: "Stomach, it keeps barking when I wake up."

"Wait for me." Xiao Su couldn't bear to look away from him, looked deeply at him for a long time, then turned and left.

Zhaoyan watched him go out, and stretched to relax his muscles and bones.

He got into the quilt, and there was the smell of Xiao Su everywhere, which was pleasant sandalwood.

The fear and uneasiness in his heart because of his father was gradually suppressed by Xiao Su's sense of security.

He didn't want to go back to his father, he just wanted to be with Xiao Su.

Father wanted to kill him.

And now that he is carrying the baby, he can no longer be beaten by his father.

Zhaoyan lay flat on the bed, lifted the quilt and slowly lifted up his blouse, revealing his snow-white belly that had a little shape.

He touched it lightly, and it felt slightly bulging, with the warmth of life.

"My baby..." Zhao Yan felt joy in his heart, but he didn't know if the joy came from the memory of his previous life or from the memory of this life.He knew that he could be with Xiao Su forever, and he and Xiao Su conceived a child together, and Xiao Su's blood flowed through this child.

When Xiao Su appeared in the room, Zhao Yan was still lying on the bed in the same posture.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Su glanced at his slender waist, and the color of snow that passed by made Xiao Su's eyes darken uncontrollably.

Zhaoyan hurriedly pulled off his clothes, sat up on the bed with a blushing face, "You, you're back..."

Xiao Su put the bowl of dumplings on the bedside, hugged Zhaoyan with one hand, and said with a smile, "Are you looking at our child? Touch me too."

Zhaoyan's ear tips were burning hot.

His eyelashes trembled, he was shy, but he didn't want to refuse Xiao Su, so he took the initiative to send it to Xiao Su with his belly upright, and said in a low voice, "The baby hasn't grown much, the belly is not big."

When Xiao Su's palm covered the omega's thin belly, Zhao Yan felt a hot current flowing in all directions along the place where the skin of the two met.

He sighed comfortably, curling his toes under the covers.

How could Xiao Su bear his appearance, and tried his best to control the restlessness in his heart: "Go to the school in the afternoon and deal with all the things in the school. I will accompany you."

"Okay." Zhao Yan responded, and before retracting into Xiao Su's arms, he leaned over and kissed Xiao Su's chin, his little face flushed, "Xiao Su, touch me again, move your hand, it makes my stomach feel so comfortable."

"Touch what." Xiao Su raised his lips, "I touch you, what do you give me?"

Zhaoyan was startled.

He turned his head in embarrassment to avoid meeting Xiao Su's gaze: "The baby let you touch it, if you don't touch it, forget it."

As he spoke, he was about to pull down his shirt.

Xiao Su quickly stopped Zhao Yan's move.

He looked down at the little thing in his arms, with a doting smile on his lips.

"Delicate." In the end, he still put his hand on Zhaoyan's lower abdomen, rubbing it carefully as if afraid of breaking it, the warmth of the hot hand gave the baby in the abdomen a sense of security.

Zhao Yan closed his eyes contentedly, and could not help rubbing his body against Xiao Su's side: "It's so warm."

Xiao Su's breathing was not as steady as before.

"Eat, my stomach is growling pitifully." He withdrew his hand and pulled the little thing away from himself, "I'll feed you."

Zhao Yan nodded, his abdomen was chilled due to the loss of temperature.

He pulled the quilt up to cover his waist: "Then I'll eat dumplings first."

"Yanyan, don't think about the past. There is no need to waste time and energy recalling what happened when you were unconscious." Xiao Su lowered his head and kissed Zhaoyan's obedient eyes, "I will always be with you, and we will never separation."