The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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After Xiao Su managed to coax him well, he hugged him and was not willing to let go.

Hands touched Zhaoyan from his back to his waist, and then asked him to take off his clothes for him to see.

Zhao Yan was still wearing the clothes of the ABO world, and after resting his head on the opponent's broad shoulders for a while, he lifted up the T-shirt with both hands and gave him a look.

It was getting late and the light was dim.

Under the shallow moonlight, Zhaoyan's stomach can only see a vague and slightly convex outline.

That was the shape of their children.

Xiao Su snapped his fingers, and three burning charms appeared in the air, illuminating his lower abdomen.

"Okay, okay." Seeing his posture so big, Zhaoyan anxiously wanted to put his clothes down.

But when he remembered that he had just quarreled with Xiao Su, he felt that he had treated Xiao Su badly, and he felt guilty, so the hand holding his clothes compulsively stopped in mid-air, maintaining his posture and not hiding.

Xiao Su felt Zhaoyan's compromise, so he stared at his body presumptuously.A hot fire seemed to be ignited in the dark eyes, burning Zhao Yan's skin until it turned pink and hot.

Zhaoyan tilted his head uncomfortably, rolled his eyes around, and asked in a low voice, "How long do you want to watch? Will anyone come here?"

"Does it make you uncomfortable?" Xiao Su's slender five fingers pressed against Zhaoyan's lower abdomen, and the palm was too wide, almost covering every part of the protruding belly.

And each part is soft enough, so soft that people can't help but want to knead and invade.

"It was nothing at first." Zhaoyan pursed his lower lip, "I feel a little bit now, but I can't put it into words..."

From body to heart, all are heavy because of the existence of this little thing.

Heavier than Xiao Su's love.

Xiao Su sighed.

Zhaoyan sensed Xiao Su's restlessness, put down his clothes, got into his arms, and said with a smile, "Don't touch it, it's so itchy. You take me to eat, I want to see Fengyue."

Xiao Su's complexion slightly improved under Zhao Yan's smile.

Following Zhaoyan's will, he withdrew his hand, hugged him horizontally, and walked towards the dining place step by step.

"There is only this one child, and there will be no more in the future." Xiao Su said, "I'm not in a good mood when you suffer."

Zhaoyan froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

He rested peacefully on the opponent's strong arms, looked up to see Xiao Su's handsome jawline, and the stars all over the sky in the blue sky.

The stars are dazzling, illuminating his love, his life, and his future.

There are four people sitting at the table.

Xiao Su, Zhao Yan, Feng Yue, and Zhe Mo.

When Fengyue saw Xiao Su and Zhaoyan, her eyes widened instantly.

Her eyes turned around on Xiao Su's face, then back to Zhao Yan's body, and then to his stomach.

"You, you..." Eye sockets gradually turned red, Fengyue's voice choked up, "I'm back..."

"Yeah!" Zhaoyan smiled at her and rolled his eyes, "Sister Fengyue, Xiao Su picked me up."

"Where is the child, are you there?" Fengyue asked.

"Yes." When Zhao Yan answered, he turned his head and glanced at Xiao Su, and with Xiao Su's permission, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently hugged Fengyue.

"I thought something happened to you..." Fengyue touched the warm skin of the other party, and burst into tears, "The same goes for Tianmo, who has been gone for a long time without even sending any news, I am afraid I will never see you again... "

She hugged Zhaoyan back and hugged her tightly: "Brother Zhemo just said that you are back, I thought he was making me happy. It's great now, really great..."

The feeling of being needed is too warm and easy to make people cry.

Zhaoyan's eye circles also turned red, seeing that he was about to cry again, Xiao Su pulled him from Fengyue's side into his arms.

"Why are you crying when everyone is back?" Xiao Su reached out and rubbed Zhaoyan's head, changing the subject, "Aren't you hungry? Let's eat."

Zhaoyan wiped his eyes dry with his sleeves, Fengyue also restrained his emotions, although there were still tears in his eyes, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

"Senior brother, isn't that stove coming?" Fengyue asked when she found that there was one person missing when serving food for everyone.

Zhemo, who was originally standing aside, heard the question, hesitated and did not answer.

"If I don't come, I won't come. I still don't want to sit and eat with him." Fengyue said dissatisfied, "It's so thoughtful, I hate it."

"He has left Jinshan." Zhemo thought, with a heavy voice, "I will never see him again in this life, so you don't need to worry about it."

Fengyue: "?"

"Not long ago, he asked me to leave the snow mountain wood, saying that you wanted to use it. I was halfway through refining the medicine and it was difficult to leave, otherwise I would give it to you myself." Fengyue put the bowl in front of Zhaoyan, "Who knows What are you going to do with the snow mountain wood?"

Zhemo paused, and said, "It is indeed for my use. This matter has passed, so there is no need to mention it in the future."

In just one hour, Fengyue consumed too much emotion, from discovering that Zheyu and Zhemo went to the snow mountain privately without telling her, to knowing that Zheyu was lying unconscious on the bed, and now seeing the vivid Zhaoyan With Xiao Su who hadn't returned for a long time, his emotions went through the journey of shock, pain, blame, and joy, and he was really exhausted.

Now that Zhemo talked about Qingli's departure, she was powerless to ask.

"It's good to leave, so as not to cause trouble." Fengyue sighed, "Now that Zhaoyan is back, I'm still afraid that he will attack Zhaoyan."

"Ah?" Zhaoyan, who buried his head in his mouth to eat, caught his name and raised his eyes to meet Fengyue's gaze.

"Oh, it's nothing, just during your absence, Jinshan has a new furnace." Fengyue shrugged, "Who knew that he was a spy sent by the Yaozun, and he actually poisoned Senior Brother Zhemo! It’s a bit of a conscience, and I’ve detoxified my brother, so I can’t scold him any more.”

"Idiot." Xiao Su glanced at Zhe Mo, and his voice was low, "If this deity comes later, I'm afraid that Jinshan will follow."

"Disciple knows his mistake." Zhe Mo was reprimanded, put down his bowl and chopsticks and knelt down on one knee, "Please punish the demon."

"You should be punished." The flames between Xiao Su's eyebrows deepened, "Not only you, but also Zhe Yu."

The folded ink head hangs lower.

Seeing this, Fengyue knelt down and said, "I was also at fault. I didn't manage the two senior brothers well, which caused accidents for both of them."

Xiao Su said coldly: "Go to the punishment room and receive two hundred whips, and take Zhe Yu with you."

"But Zheyu was injured and still unconscious." Zhaoyan didn't expect that Xiao Su came here to punish someone, and said nervously, "We finally came back, can we not punish..."

"Impossible." Xiao Su resolutely refused, "For the sake of their injuries, I have already waived the net. If it were normal, do you think it would be as simple as whipping?"

Zhaoyan's eyes slowly drooped, and he wanted to continue pleading, but Zhemo suddenly answered.

"We are negligent in our duty to take care of Jinshan." Zhe Mo said, "Disciple, remember the lesson."

Xiao Su waved his hand and let the two of them go to the execution room.

Zhao Yan followed them with his eyes, fidgeting on the stool.

It wasn't until Xiao Su patted his leg and motioned him to sit up that Zhao Yan's mood improved slightly.

"Xiao Su, I don't understand." Zhao Yan blinked, "They were the ones who got hurt, why should they be punished?"

"They have responsibilities on their shoulders, and the responsibility is heavy, and the price of making mistakes is also high." Xiao Su's tone returned to gentleness, Zhao Yan's expression was too cute, he leaned over and kissed, "Giving Yao Zun a chance is one of them, The second is not being able to protect the people around you and not being able to protect yourself, and the third is not thinking carefully enough to almost pull Jinshan into the water, and if any one of them counts, it is enough for the deity to take half their lives."

As far as this is concerned, Zhaoyan can no longer object.

He nodded, sat on Xiao Su's lap, thoughtful.

After Zhe Mo received the caning, under Xiao Su's coercion, he dared not heal himself for the time being.

After a simple bandage, he went directly to Ororuha's bedroom.

Standing at the door and hesitating for a long time, Zhe Mo raised his hand countless times to touch the door, but he didn't have the courage to push it open.

He didn't know if Zhe Yu woke up, and he didn't know what kind of face he should face when the other party woke up.

Zhe Yu should blame him, blame him for being stubborn, blame him for insisting on going his own way, blame him for being blind and blind to make things such a mess.

"Why don't you come in?" The door creaked, and Zhe Yu's weak voice suddenly sounded behind him.

[The author has something to say: Soon, the story of this pair is coming to an end]