You are really not the father of the child

As soon as Tao Ning finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Li Mushan, even the box of compressed biscuits beside the grand piano disappeared.

Geng Yihuai frowned and looked at Li Mushan, the urging intention was very obvious.

Li Mushan wiped the sweat from his brow, and hurried out of the gate.

Listening to the sound of the engine downstairs and then disappearing, in the silence, Yan Qing kept his body in this Nuoda house for a full day.

In his mind, for a while, there was Geng Yihuai's indifferent and ascetic face, for a while, the embarrassment of being bumped into by the assistant, and for a while... the vague memory of the night he met Geng Yihuai.

At first, Yan Qing just felt so ashamed that he couldn't see people, but then he slowly felt the low pressure in the air.

When Geng Yihuai went downstairs just now, he hid among the flowers, looked over carefully from a distance, and still saw Mr. Geng's gloomy face.

Although there was no sign of anger, Yan Qing subconsciously felt that this man seemed unhappy.

He circled his head three times before he managed to think of a reasonable explanation.

The blind date fell asleep in the morning and the person got up to go on a blind date. Although this person and the blind date were actually the same person by mistake, it was an irresponsible and frivolous behavior no matter what.

Whether it is a monster race or a human being, there are actually very few people who do not ask for rewards, have no plans, and treat him really well. The denominator is very small, and Geng Yihuai is one of the precious elements.

When Geng Yihuai comes back, let's explain clearly.he thinks.

The whole flower of his plant was wilting, the branches were hanging down in pieces, the break of the demon power that always appeared after the pollination period seemed to come again, Yan Qing seemed to hear the phone ringing in a daze.

The phone rang more than once.

The caller was unyielding, calling every once in a while throughout the day, and finally attracted the attention of the owner of the mobile phone at the moment Yan Qing woke up from the drowsiness.

Yan Qing jumped out from the flowers, quickly got back into his clothes and changed back into a human form, and picked up his phone listlessly.

——"Ah Jiu".

"Hello? Ah Jiu?" Yan Qing sat down beside the side study, trying his best to keep his tone the same as usual.

The sky is already sinking, the sky is not covered by clouds, from west to east, bright red warm yellow flows to dark blue, half of the stars bring the night sky, and a waning moon hangs in the distance, waiting for the dusk to dissipate. Find cool moon shadows.

Hu Ranran breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone: "Where are you? I couldn't even deliver the teleportation charm to you. I called you and took so long to answer. I thought something happened to you."

Geng Yihuai is a demon, there should be some simple formations or barriers near his home, it's normal that spells from outsiders can't be sent in.Yan Qing rubbed his nose, without a positive explanation: "Nothing happened, what's wrong?"

"The only senior Rose Flower Demon in your Flower Demon Clan...today his lifespan is exhausted."

Yan Qing was taken aback.

He dug out in his memory, and pulled out the impression of the senior who had little contact with him—the rose demon was formed many, many years earlier than him, and he became a spirit under the aura of other flower demons. It is different from a kind of wild rose demon that is naturally raised and unwelcome.

The only impression I have is that when registering the demon registration, the senior demon clan explained to him some things between the same clan.This is how the pollination period is known.

There are too few monsters of their lineage, and there are only two monsters on the list.Now that the senior left, he was the only one left.

"Life is exhausted?" He repeated, "I don't know..."

Hu Ranran's voice was very resentful: "How could you know? Did the Flower Demon Clan inform you about anything?"

Yan Qing sneered: "That's right."

"I was...worrying about you today, so I came to the Flower Demon Clan to inquire about the situation, but when I came, I watched that senior die." Hu Ranran's clear voice was full of anger, "Fortunately, I came, otherwise What about those things during your pollination period!"

"Thank you. Is there anything else I don't know about my pollination period?" Yan Qing thought of the more frequent breaking of demon power recently.

On the other side, Hu Ranran, who has always been talkative, suddenly paused, hesitating: "This... really... I asked for an important message before that man's life was exhausted, um..."

Yan Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "What's the matter? Why can't you hear your tone?"

I really can't say it.

Hu Ranran cleared her throat, and continued to stammer: "You, can you receive the transmission spell now? I'd better write it to you..."

Yan Qing: "?"

What can't be said so?

The physiological needs of pollination period Hu Ranran can joke with him "I will help you" without changing his face. What could be more indescribable than this.

He looked out the window full of doubts.

Overlooking the balcony covered with plants, there were no cars on the empty road outside the mansion, and Geng Yihuai hadn't come back yet.

Yan Qing: "Yes, can you send it to me in 5 minutes?"

As long as you walk out of this house, the isolation circle should not be able to block other people's spells.

"Where are you, little Ah Hua? Why does it take 5 minutes to receive a charm?" Hu Ranran became suspicious.

This matter is too long to say, and I can't make it clear in short words. Yan Qing thought for a while: "It's nothing, I just set up an isolation circle, but I couldn't solve it myself."

Hu Ranran: "..." Don't say it, it really looks like something Yan Qing can do, she really believes it. "Okay, then I'll send it to you in five minutes."

Listening to the noise coming from the other end of the phone, it seemed to be the sound of work on the set, Yan Qing didn't want to chat with her: "You seem to be very busy, don't worry about me, hang up."

He put away his phone, and took another look at the colorful flowers on the balcony.

At dusk, the beauty is dyed with a layer of light and shadow, and it looks a little ecstatic.

It's no wonder that these flowers and plants have a bit of aura. Since Geng Yihuai is a monster, the flowers and plants he would plant with his own hands are naturally not ordinary creatures.

I still don't know what Geng Yihuai's body is.

There was no one in the house, Yan Qing rushed downstairs all the way, waited outside the yard for a while, and as expected, he waited for the transmission spell sent by Ah Jiu.

He took it immediately, read it word by word, his eyes swept over words like "pollination" and "children", and his expression became more and more indescribable.

After reading the last sentence, Yan Qing was completely sluggish, struggling rationally between the contradictory facts of "I am a man" and "I will have children after self-pollination".

After being a male demon for hundreds of years, a spell came and told him lightly—he was going to be a father, the kind born by himself.

Yan Qing: "..." Shameful, uncomfortable, unacceptable.

Not far away, the sound of a car engine approaching from far to near, stars slowly flowing into the world, street lights lit up one after another, the shiny black car came with the lights, and slowly stopped in front of Yan Qing, diverting him briefly attention.

The driver drove Geng Yihuai's car with trepidation, and after getting a special look, he drove away in a blink of an eye, without showing any reluctance to his boss.

Yan Qing raised his head slightly to see the man's perfect jaw line outlined by the night light, and suddenly he was a little lost in thought.

Seeing that Geng Yihuai was about to approach, he subconsciously shuddered, and frantically rubbed and clenched the talisman—the content written on it was really...

"Good evening, good evening." Yan Qing stammered.

Geng Yihuai nodded slightly, his calm eyes showed no emotion.

He said, "Go in, it's cold outside."

The slender figure of the man was illuminated by the street lamp, Yan Qing watched the man turn around, chased after him and took a few steps, then stopped abruptly, without knowing where the courage came from, he grabbed Geng Yihuai's hand from behind him a step away. arm.

"Mr. Geng," he raised his eyes, "I... um... forget it, you are unhappy, right?"

A trace of obvious surprise flashed in Geng Yihuai's eyes.

Yan Qing explained: "I feel that I am irresponsible for what happened on the day of the blind date. I didn't know that you were the blind date arranged by the elders for me,... In short, it is really wrong for me to go on a blind date after sleeping."

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head, as if doing a self-criticism.

Why did Geng Yihuai care about this?

——"My God, your blind date is actually hugging a... shirtless man?"

Just this sentence that the assistant said to him a long time ago was completely forgotten by him until today, when all the coincidences and fate collided, this sentence was suddenly taken out of the corner of his mind. Time whipped the corpse repeatedly in his heart.

He heard Yan Qing say again: "But I think, I think, why don't you pay too much attention? It's not good if it affects your mood. We didn't meet on the blind date that day. If you are unhappy, we can ..."

The little flower demon lowered her head and thought for a while, a branch slowly protruded from her head, and there were bright red buds hanging on the branch. At this moment, it actually bloomed again, and a petal gradually unfolded.

Geng Yihuai didn't take a picture of him this time, but just stood there cooperatively, restraining the aura around him that no strangers should enter, and heard Yan Qing say again: "We can arrange another blind date! How about it?"

This apology missed the point at all, and the proposed solution also contained a completely different brain circuit, but the effect seemed to be more useful than a day's work, as if the layers of clouds had been lifted, and the moon was held in front of Geng Yihuai.

He thought it was a good idea.

Yan Qing gently pulled his arm.

By coincidence, there has been no joke for thousands of years, but Geng Yihuai said helplessly at this moment: "Go in and say, you are like this," he sighed, "I will feel like a dean."

Yan Qing: "...Oh."

He subconsciously took a step forward, in a restless state of mind, he forgot about the pain when the scar healed, and bumped into Geng Yihuai's chest firmly at the gate of Geng Yihuai's house again.

Yan Qing loosened his hands, and the one with the spell of the pollination period in his palm fell to the ground. Geng Yihuai held him up as usual, but he caught a glimpse of the yellow note on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Yan Qing turned pale with shock, pushed Geng Yihuai away with strength from nowhere, picked up the frightening fact of having children during the pollination period and self-pollination, and held it tightly in his hand.

"What is this?" Geng Yihuai asked.

"This is this this is—"