Rebirth of the Plane Cauldron

Feng Mo was wrapped in a quilt and leaned in Abigail's arms. Abigail hugged him to her chest, and the two of them stared at each other for a long time.

Feng Mo's expression was very calm. If it wasn't for the slight wariness in his eyes, Abigail would even have the illusion of wanting to refuse and welcome: Does he not hate pregnancy as much as he thought? .

Like this sex/thing.

From the bottom of my heart, Abigail doesn't expect to use violent means to get Feng Mo. Who wants to be overlord if they can be happy with each other? Abigail never lacks this kind of secret luxury in her heart. He hoped to give Feng Mo the best, so he specially took Feng Mo's bedroom with him, even though he knew he was going to the Abyss Prison, he still let these things occupy precious space in the space ring, and then moved here.

He got Feng Mo, but in this place, in this way, in this situation, Abigail still has secret guilt towards Feng Mo.

But he had to confirm his relationship with Feng Mo before he found Feng Tianling and Ai Wen, not because he was afraid of them, Feng Mo was not their son after all, even if he was their son, he would not be afraid—as long as the two love each other Joy.

However, the current situation is clearly that the Overlord is fighting hard.

Abigail doesn't want to fight them, as long as they're both alive.

Abigail glanced at Feng Mo. To be honest, the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for Feng Mo. Feng Mo had no choice at all. Abigail could get her own answer first, and then let Feng Mo go. silent.

Even better if you sit overnight!He has already spread everything out, and getting pregnant because of his own choice, presumably Feng Mo can't find a reason to blame him.It is possible to be angry with him as the culprit, but it will never reach the level of rage.

Let Feng Mo beat him up and exchange for another child is simply too cost-effective.

Abigail didn't really want to talk.

A faint light shines through the bed curtain, and a ray of breeze blows into the bed through the slits, because the sun is not seen all year round under the unknown depth, and the prison of the abyss is very cold. After all, the Holy See did not lock heretics in for them to enjoy themselves. of.

Not only is there a shortage of food, water, and weapons, but even clothes.

The Holy See will not allow people to come down with space rings, if they take the normal route, it would be good if they can bring down a suit of clothes.

This kind of luxurious bedroom should never appear in the abyss prison.

After a while, Abigail was the first to lose. He sighed, "Okay."

Then he turned to run the bath water.Not only did he bring the bedroom here, but he also brought a large bathtub for two people. He carefully adjusted the water temperature, and then put some essential oils in it. When the water tank was almost half full, he went back to bed and hugged Feng Mo. stand up.

Feng Mo immediately got the semen out of his back. The waiting time had already made him sleepy on the bed surrounded by the quilt. Abigail soaked his whole body in hot water, and she also He jumped in, resting his head on his arms.

Not mentioning Abigail's feelings, Feng Mo has completely closed his eyes comfortably.

Abigail leaned against Feng Mo's ear, looked at his complete defense, as if he would fall asleep completely in the next second, couldn't tell what it felt like, and said in a low voice: "You just trust me so much, you won't be able to Was it too clean?"

Without water, Feng Mo just cleaned it hastily. Although the chance of pregnancy has been reduced, the possibility of pregnancy has not been cut off. It is not impossible for Feng Mo to become pregnant.

Feng Mo said nothing.

"Can I understand that you trust me? Although you are sometimes very guarded, you trust me subconsciously. If you don't believe that I will hurt you, if you don't believe that I will tear up the promise, as long as I say something, You just believe that I won't play tricks behind your back, and you know in your heart that I will never let you down, but why? You are contradictory and wary of me."

Feng Mo was even more on guard against this than the "hate caused by the godfather pulling him to bed".

Although this is a good thing for Abigail, it means that as long as he can figure it out and get rid of this guard, he may directly turn Feng Mo into his person completely.

Abigail was puzzled: "Did someone tell you something?"

Feng Mo, who should know, already knew that Covet, Bloodline, Amanda, Aiwen, Alves, and the Bauhinia Clan Ring were already in his hands... He couldn't think of anything else that could make Feng Mo on guard To this extent, he thought that Feng Mo was afraid that he would force the Bauhinia Clan Ring. After all, it is not an exaggeration to call the Bauhinia Clan Ring a god-defying artifact, but he shook his head again in a blink of an eye.

"..." Abigail was very puzzled by this question, and Feng Mo didn't want to know the answer. He was silent for a while, and finally decided to blame the Countess Greene, since he didn't wrong her anyway.

"It was the Countess who told me." Feng Mo opened his eyes, and the black pupils reflected a cold light, "...do you know about the cauldron?"

Abigail's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hugged Feng Mo all the time. If his body was only stiff for a second at this time, he would not hide it from Feng Mo, but he just froze for a moment, and said, "Since when did you know?" of?"

"Did you know about the cauldron furnace from the Bauhinia family?" Feng Mo asked without answering, "To be precise, Feng Tianling should have told you, and I also saw it from a family note."

Abigail opened her eyes and didn't speak. She had secretly delayed the owner of this handwriting a thousand times. Of course, there was also the damn Mrs. Green. Damn, she couldn't even put things away, and couldn't even look after children. , Let him run around, I don't know where to let him see this damn diary-Feng Mo's grandfather died when he was three years old.

"Although there is no way to record it in the handwriting, but if my guess is correct, the same zodiac sign can make a person's magic power and battle energy his own. You are the Thunder Element, and I am also the Thunder Element."

Feng Mer paused, lowered his head and lowered his eyelids. His long eyelashes cast a small shadow under the crystal chandelier above his head. This posture made him look fragile and sad, as if he was overwhelmed.

In fact, he was indeed very sad.

"I've been thinking about why you adopted me? One is a powerful imperial duke, the other is the second son of a third-rate nobleman. Even though the Bauhinia and Raymond families are family friends, it's only limited to three or four generations. After so many years , have already lost friendship."

These were all Feng Mo's doubts in his previous life, and now he knows that all this is just because Bauhinia is actually the descendant of Abigail's younger brother, and Abigail is actually Alves 4000 years ago, but this... This made Feng Mo have new doubts: Why did Abigail use him as a cauldron back then!

This is the deepest shadow in Feng Mo's heart, making him toss and turn, and whenever he thinks about it, he can't sleep at night.

He turned his head and looked at Abigail with burning eyes: "Tell me, have you ever thought of me like this?"

Abigail thought about it a lot, but never thought that Feng Mo's guard against him came from this. He was actually afraid that he would treat him as a cauldron.

His momentary thought was—absurd! !

Not to mention that he has lived for 4000 years, whether he needs supplements, even if he needs supplements, why would he find Feng Mo's dear godson who was raised by himself-although there are few thunder magicians, but It is also very easy to find, he can raise a few civilian orphans far away, and then do whatever he wants.

This kind of truth is obvious, and Abigail does not believe that Feng Mo will not think of it.

"Amo..."

"Answer me." Feng Mo gently interrupted Abigail, leaning on Abigail's chest, without any eagerness in his tone, he didn't even look up at Abigail, but However, Abigail suddenly saw Feng Mo's drooping eyelashes trembling slightly. People who didn't know Feng Mo would not be aware of that kind of uneasiness.

"Although I know this method, I have never used it, and it is even less likely to be used on you."

Compared to Feng Mo's solemnity, Abigail's defense is very weak, but if Feng Mo is not too serious, he would not even bother to answer such obvious questions, because no matter in Feng Mo's view, or in Abigail's It seems that Abigail really has no reason to treat Feng Mo as a cauldron, but Abigail did so in her previous life.

So Feng Mo's eyes were still deeply guarded.

"Amo, I can swear that you can sign the contract if you want, and the things you worry about will never happen one day."

As long as Abigail said it, Feng Mo would believe it, but this sentence, because the facts were in front of him, no matter what, Feng Mo would not believe it.

Feng Mo's attitude was obvious. Abigail's throat was blocked, and she opened her mouth for a while and said, "Do you want to sign a contract?"

"No!" To Abigail's surprise, Feng Mo shook his head immediately without the slightest hesitation, "There is no need for that."

This sentence can be understood as I already believe in you, there is no need for us to sign a contract, which is too alien, or it can be understood as if you want to do this, what is the use of signing a contract, you can still use other means to achieve the goal.

Abigail smacked it, sadly feeling that the meaning of this sentence should be the latter, and what is even more sad is that apart from signing the contract, Abigail could not produce any evidence to convince Feng Mo.

Are you that distrustful?You don't feel safe enough even when you sign a contract.

Although Feng Mo didn't tell him, Abigail could still guess that he knew the 'cauldron' before he was six years old——Feng Mo has been under his nose since then, and has never been back to Green Manor. There is no chance, let alone time to look at the handwriting.

In other words, Feng Mo has known about this matter for almost ten years.

Abigail couldn't dare to think about how Feng Mo spent these ten years, how he pretended to be ignorant in front of him, laughed at Yanyan, and called him daddy affectionately. The pressure and fear he was under, maybe he once hid in bed and cried secretly.Every minute and every second is suffering...

Thinking of this, Abigail felt that it hurt to breathe.

That night, Abigail washed Feng Mo, carried him to the bed, and tucked in the quilt. Feng Mo soon fell asleep, snuggling into Abigail's arms, snorting slightly.

But Abigail stared at him, unable to sleep for a long time.