The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Ah, good." Zhaoyan lifted up his sleeves, and put his wrist in Xiao Su's hand.

The blue and purple tendons on the white wrists criss-crossed, entangled with each other and marched up the arms, and tucked into the sleeves in a crooked way, hidden in a place that Xiao Su could not see.

Xiao Su's index finger and middle finger caught Zhaoyan's pulse, carefully exploring his physical condition.

A few seconds later, Xiao Su frowned suddenly, and Zhao Yan was startled.

"What, what's wrong?" Zhaoyan asked nervously, because Xiao Su's expression was frightening, and the blood on his lips faded at the same time, "What's wrong with me..."

Xiao Su was silent for a while, and asked calmly, "Are you losing your appetite?"

"It's not that I've been depressed all the time, it's just that I don't want to eat too much..." Zhaoyan lowered his eyes slowly, "Or, I can eat more in the future..."

"Easily sleepy?" Xiao Su asked.

Zhaoyan recalled how many times he was able to close his eyes and fall asleep just after leaning into Xiao Su's arms. He didn't want to admit that he had indeed become lazy, but he didn't dare to lie to Xiao Su, so he bit the bullet and nodded.

"Easy, sleepy." Zhao Yan's eyes drifted a little, "Xiao Su, is it serious? Actually, my body doesn't hurt..."

Xiao Su finally withdrew his hand, turned around and stared at Zhaoyan for a long time, his voice and expression could no longer contain the discomfort: "...it seems to be Ximai."

Zhaoyan didn't react for a while, and opened his mouth in a daze: "Ah?"

Xiao Su couldn't believe it either, he twisted Zhaoyan's wrist again to check his pulse, after checking again and again, he froze in place, his expression froze, and his breathing almost stopped.

"What did you just say..." Zhao Yan regained his composure, pulled Xiao Su's sleeve, and said anxiously, "Say it again?"

Xiao Su looked at Zhaoyan slowly, and a hoarse voice finally came out of his throat: "The result of my diagnosis is a happy pulse, and it has been more than a month."

Zhaoyan's brown pupils enlarged little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye. He stared at Xiao Su for a long time, then lowered his eyes to look at his stomach. Transparent water mist quickly rose up from the fundus of his eyes, swirling in the red eye sockets.

His voice was full of tears: "But I am not, did I drink contraceptive soup? Why is it Ximai..."

However, Xiao Su was more shocked than Zhao Yan.

He stretched out his hands to pinch Zhaoyan's shoulders, the word "Xi Mai" was still lingering in his mind, so he tried his best to restrain himself from using too much force: "You said before that you can get pregnant, you know your body and Others are different, that's why I found the herbal medicine for contraception, you...your stomach..."

Zhaoyan's beautiful eyes were full of tears, her little face was wrinkled from crying, and she sobbed, "I told you, but you don't believe me..."

Xiao Su wiped away tears for Zhaoyan, and lowered his voice to comfort him: "Don't cry, don't cry."

"I can't have it...I can't get pregnant..." Zhao Yan's voice was wet, he shook his head, tears fell down one after another, every time they fell into Xiao Su's heart.

Xiao Su couldn't wipe away his tears, so he held him tightly in his arms, and patted his back lightly: "I'm not good at medicine, so I'm not sure what harm it will do to your body if you give birth to an heir as a man, but I'm Promise, I will never let anything happen to you."

"An omega can conceive, nothing will happen." Zhao Yan gripped Xiao Su's clothes tightly, resting his head on the other's shoulder, crying so hard that his body was trembling, "But we can't be together forever, we are pregnant with a baby." what do I do……"

"What do you mean you can't be together forever?" Xiao Su heard this, and the ecstasy that was originally shocked was instantly overturned by rage. He frowned and asked, "Do you want to leave this deity?"

Zhaoyan gritted his teeth, unable to express his thoughts clearly in a few words when his thoughts were chaotic.

Xiao Su became anxious, he pulled Zhaoyan out of his arms, forced him to look him in the eyes, and raised his voice: "What do you mean, is it possible that you still want to leave this deity and find another master so far?"

Zhaoyan was taken aback by his roar, and Xiao Su's figure was pitifully reflected in his big eyes covered in mist.

He moved his lips, wanting to explain, but Xiao Su didn't have the patience to wait for him to reply at this moment, his eyes darkened menacingly and said: "I tell you, it's impossible!"

"Xi Mai, pregnant, you have the flesh and blood of this deity, and you still want to escape..." Xiao Su turned the person in his arms over, and touched the other's belly with his hands, and felt the fierce expression in his palm. The soft touch from the clothes immediately froze on the face.

He paused, and his tone eased slightly: "Since you said that pregnancy is not harmful to you, then you should give birth to the child in your womb and give birth to it smoothly."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan quickly shook his head, sobbing, "There is no way to live...Xiao Su, you and I are not from the same era..."

Xiao Su responded to him according to what he understood: "This deity will lead you to practice and prolong your life indefinitely. The age is not a problem, and the passage of time in the mortal world will have nothing to do with you."

"No, it's not..." Zhaoyan tried his best to organize the words to reply, he was too anxious, the more anxious he was, the more intermittent his speech became, "I want, I want to be with you, but in case, one day we part, I am alone, You can't live a good life with children..."

"The deity will not leave you." Xiao Su promised, he tightly circled Zhaoyan's body from behind, but he was extra careful with his hands on the opponent's abdomen, "I will never let you go."

Zhao Yan had mixed feelings in his heart, he had too many unclear things, he couldn't nod decisively, and promised Xiao Su to stay by his side all the time.

Now that he can't get close to Lingxi, it only means that he can't take the initiative to go home.

If one day he wakes up like he did when he came here, and finds that he has returned to the present world, and Xiao Su will not be by his side, how can he survive alone with his child?

His father would still beat him when he was drunk. What would he do if he didn't pay attention and didn't protect his child well...

Zhaoyan was very uncomfortable, and cried very hard.

"You tell me what you are thinking and why you are crying." Xiao Su felt distressed, thinking that he had frightened the other party just now, so he softened his posture, "If this Lord scares you, this Lord apologizes to you."

The arc of Zhaoyan's lips became more and more aggrieved: "Xiao Su, how can you guarantee that you will always stay with me and the baby... With the baby, I can't go home..."

"You don't need a home other than this deity." Xiao Su comforted in a low voice, "You said that your parents treated you badly, and for your sake this deity can spare their lives, but it doesn't mean that this deity will allow you to return home. to them."

Zhaoyan reached out to wipe away the tears and remained silent without answering.

Xiao Su continued: "If you are not at ease, I can guarantee that I will only have you in this life. Your son will be the only heir of this deity, and this deity will always stay by your side."

The tears in Zhaoyan's eyes became more and more sour, he kept rubbing his eyes with his hands, the back of his hands and between his fingers were covered with tears, but his cheeks were always wet.

"Don't worry, don't cry, be good." Xiao Su's comforting gesture was really clumsy, and his words were dry, but the concern written in his dark eyes was extremely sincere.

"I'll stop crying right away." Zhao Yan choked and tried to hold back his emotions, he knew he couldn't do this, Xiao Su was impatient, and would tire of him after coaxing him for a while, "Wait for me, take it easy..."

Xiao Su caught a glimpse of Zhaoyan's words tending to let go, and a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.

"I thought you were joking and said you could get pregnant." The joy in Xiao Su's eyes was the same as that of every husband who finds out that his beloved wife is pregnant. Happy."

Zhaoyan turned around in his arms, got into his arms, buried her face in his chest, and didn't speak.

Although he could sense that Zhao Yan was not in high spirits, Xiao Su's joy was still uncontrollable.

"What do you want to eat, I will prepare it for you." Xiao Su stretched out his hand to stroke the back of his head, his movements were gentle, "After eating, I will accompany you to rest, you just said you were tired."

"...Mmm." Zhaoyan responded, carefully hiding all the uneasiness in his heart.

He needs time to figure it all out.

When he figured it out, he explained it to Xiao Su.

You can put it aside for a while, wake up and talk about it, or tomorrow.

"You haven't answered the deity's question, or all the meat and vegetables are arranged." Xiao Su lowered his head and kissed his hair, his eyes were full of joy, "Do you want to eat sour or sweet? I went to the street to find some for you. some."

Zhaoyan couldn't get used to this attitude of asking for warmth.

He stared blankly at Xiao Su for a long time, put his hands on his abdomen, and asked: "You, you like it very much, like it?"

"I like it." Xiao Su smiled. He actually didn't want to be so obvious, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth was out of his control. "You and the deity's child, the deity naturally likes it."

Zhaoyan's eyelashes trembled slightly. He never thought about Xiao Su's reaction after he became pregnant. He didn't know that Xiao Su would care about his baby and wanted to keep the baby by himself.

Now Mingming is still worried, Zhaoyan's mood is still infected by Xiao Su, and becomes joyful and brisk little by little.

He hugged Xiao Su's waist tightly, his nose was red, and the redness in his eyes hadn't faded yet, a smile appeared on his lips: "I want to eat sour plums and candy, but I don't want to eat."

"Okay." Xiao Su responded with a smile, tightened his arms holding Zhaoyan, stroked his thin back for a while, and then suddenly transferred his hand to Zhaoyan's abdomen.

Xiao Su caressed his soft belly, as lightly as if it was a treasure that would shatter at the touch, and after a while, he said with a little pride: "Lu Ding, you are useless."

The itching from his stomach made Zhaoyan laugh out loud, he hastily grabbed Xiao Su's hand, blushing while dodging: "I told you, you don't believe me."

Xiao Su's dark eyes were full of haze, and the small flames between his brows flickered and burned excitedly, completely expressing the joy in his master's heart, leaving no room for it.

"This makes me more satisfied than you helping me improve my cultivation." Xiao Su wanted to bite Zhaoyan's soft face, but the moment his teeth touched the other's face, he seemed to finally have such pain. Consciousness, immediately closed his mouth, and changed it into a gentle kiss.

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