You are really not the father of the child

All of a sudden, "Lovely Mr. Geng" didn't know whether to pursue the little guy's ridiculous plan first, or to thank the little guy for not disliking him for his brain problems.

"Geng Yihuai?" Yan Qing didn't know that Geng Yihuai, who was always polite, was peeping openly this time, "You, why didn't you talk? I, I, I really didn't write anything..."

"It's true that I didn't write anything." Geng Yihuai said flatly.

Sensing the loosening of the tight body of the little guy who was blindfolded by him, Geng Yihuai continued: "It's just that I have a mental illness."

Yan Qing: "!!!"

He blushed instantly, bit his lower lip tightly, blinked his eyes quickly, and his eyelashes fluttered on the palm covering his eyes.

Geng Yihuai was tickled, he stood behind Yan Qing, bent slightly, and continued to gently cover the little flower demon's eyes.

Gently, slowly and with deliberate teasing, he bit Yan Qing's earlobe several times.

The branches above the little flower demon's head shook more and more violently, and the branches and leaves kept sweeping across Geng Yihuai's neck and the back of his head.

"I'm not clear about it," Geng Yihuai said in a low voice, "I'm not sure what I will do."

Yan Qing felt that the warm breath staying in his ear was gradually moving down.

[Check and see clearly, the earlobe moves to the neck, and it is above the neck. Where is the violation and should be locked? 】

He clenched his hands tightly, his mind was in a mess, he only knew that he was hot all over and wanted to do something, but he was at a loss in the warm breath and couldn't move.

"me……"

Yan Qing raised his hand, grabbed Geng Yihuai's wrist, and said in a weak voice, "Your mind is fine..."

"Huh?" It was clearly written in the notebook.

The always honest little guy seems to know that he can't continue to be honest at this moment, he refuses to admit it in front of this solid evidence: "I, I didn't write, I didn't write anything..."

Geng Yihuai laughed: "Okay, I didn't write it down."

He got back to the topic: "Yuanyu has already tested the blood pressure on your body, why do you still insist that the child is not mine?"

Geng Yihuai didn't take Yan Qing's words too seriously in advance - the words that are too vain will not make people care.

But now it seems that this idea is deeply rooted in Yan Qing's heart.

"But, but my physical characteristics have changed during this period of time..." Yan Qing slowly pulled Geng Yihuai's hand down, feeling the coldness of the other's palm, he subconsciously clenched it a little bit, "I'm dying with that senior from the Hua clan." It's exactly the same as I said before."

Yan Qing was right about this point, and this was Geng Yihuai's only confusion.

Once a creature has cultivated into a monster, heirs can be born between a man and a woman. Although the dragon race is different from other races, it does not matter gender when conceiving and giving birth, but the characteristics of pregnancy are inseparable.

Some changes in Yan Qing's physical characteristics during this period are different from what Yuan Yu listed for him.

For example, the flower buds that can't be controlled, the faint rose fragrance that spreads from time to time, and Yan Qing's body temperature that often fluctuates...

These are not the changes listed by Yuanyu.

Geng Yihuai is more willing to attribute this to Yan Qing's own special physique - even though he and Tao Ning can't see anything at all at the moment, the black demon has been staring at Yan Qing, which is enough to show that his little flower demon is definitely not simple and ordinary wild monster.

Yan Qing turned his head and raised his eyes slightly to look at him: "Did the monster Yuanyu make a mistake in the test? Or try again?"

He sighed: "True dragon blood, you can't make a mistake." It's not an ordinary blood, how could it be confused?

I don't know if it was Geng Yihuai's illusion, but when he said the word "true dragon", Yan Qing subconsciously glanced at the open book.

His gaze stayed on the word "hypochondria" for a while.

Geng Yihuai: "..."

Yan Qing stood up slowly, walked around the chair, tiptoed and kissed his chin.

The little guy's tone was very serious: "Geng Yihuai, I don't want any misunderstanding on this matter."

He has always been inferior.From meeting Geng Yihuai till now, even though this man gave him a lot of confidence, he still hides in his protective shell, preparing for the worst.

Not to mention, Tao Ning told him about the big flower demon.

Geng Yihuai's attitude towards him was different from the very beginning, as if he held all the warmth in the world in front of him... Could it be that he was also in the light of that big flower demon?

Now these tenderness, is it also because the other party cares more or less about this "common blood" child.

It won't be all because of him from the beginning to the end, right?

How can he have such ability.

If there is really such a slight relationship with the child, then in Geng Yihuai's heart, whether the child belongs to him alone or to both of them, the difference is too big.

"The left and right will be our children." Geng Yihuai stroked his hair.

The little guy is usually soft and obedient, but in this matter he is terribly stubborn: "No, this is different."

Geng Yihuai had no choice but to say no more: "Let's rest first."

"What about you?"

"I still have something to discuss with Tao Ning Mushan."

"Then, then you should rest early."

"Ah."

Geng Yihuai gently closed the door and walked slowly back to the living room.

Li Mushan and Tao Ning were already waiting for him there.

Holding a cup of coffee in his hand, Tao Ning said with a smile, "Here, Lao Geng is down, tell me now, what's the news about those black demons?"

"Sir," Li Mushan reheated the coffee that Yan Qing brought home, and put it in front of Geng Yihuai, "These survivors haven't said anything, but they found a problem."

Geng Yihuai's eyes narrowed: "Question?"

"Yes. Elder Tianqingque and I made a special test, and said to one of the leading black demons, 'Yan Qing'—the fake Xiao Yan we prepared, died in the scuffle. As a result, the black demon's face turned pale. It changed immediately."

Tao Ning and Geng Yihuai's expressions darkened at the same time.

"The face changed?" Tao Ning sneered, "It seems that they don't like Yan Qing's accident very much? It's strange, they are the ones who infected Yan Qing, and they are the ones who don't want Yan Qing to have an accident. What is the black demon behind this? What are you doing?"

Geng Yihuai lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Li Mushan continued: "When Xiao Yan was writing the script, he was often surrounded by the power of illusion, and he was always being watched by the black demon...Sir, do we need to check his bloodline?"

"You're wrong about one thing." Geng Yihuai put down the coffee cup in his hand, his tone could not detect any emotion, "Yan Qing is not being stared at all the time."

Tao Ning suddenly opened his eyes wide, and immediately understood what Geng Yihuai meant.

"He has practiced for hundreds of years without incident. It was... when he met us—to be precise, after he met Lao Geng, that group of black demons followed him."

After being with Geng Yihuai, is Yan Qing any different from the ordinary little flower demon before?

The bright moon hangs high outside the window, the slightly warmer cold wind howls, and the stars are lonely.

The three big monsters in the living room were heavy-hearted and their faces were slightly gloomy.

What's the difference?

—— Yan Qing is pregnant.

……

When Yan woke up, his side was empty.

Geng Yihuai didn't seem to be busy these few days, he didn't think much, got up alone, and first went to the guest room where Ah Jiu was staying.

Xiao Baituanzi was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her nine tails were hanging limply, and her cat-like ears seemed to be trembling slightly.

Haven't woken up yet.

However, it seems that there is no problem with the flow of demon power. It is estimated that the injury is slowly improving, so it should be fine.

"Don't let anything happen to you..." Yan Qing patted Xiaobai Tuanzi's head slowly, "In these hundreds of years, before I met Geng Yihuai, you were my only relative."

The little flower demon smiled: "Fortunately, you are not like me. There are so many people in the flower demon clan who despise my origin and origin. The nine-tailed fox clan has long since withered, and no demon can despise you. In the past few hundred years, you I'm much more comfortable than I am."

He looked at Ah Jiu for a while, then walked around the house, and found that Li Mushan and Tao Ning were also missing.

But these few people are usually very busy, so it's normal to not see them.

Yan Qing thought about it, first called the personnel of the studio to ask for an extra day off, and then went back to the Flower Demon Clan by himself.

The location of the Flower Demon Clan was not in Yangcheng, so Yan Qing turned back to his body and ran for more than two hours before arriving at the gate of a large welfare home before noon.

At first glance, in the large garden of the orphanage, many children are playing together, their clear laughter overlapping, and several flowers are swaying in the wind.

Only Yan Qing, who is also a monster, can hear those flowers talking.

"...Oh, this kid almost picked me off, scared to death..."

"Just pick one for her, it's not a big deal..."

"...It still hurts a little..."

"..."

When Yan Qing walked in, these flower demons who hadn't cultivated human form didn't respond at all—they were just children in the clan, and I'm afraid they didn't even know who Yan Qing was.

He walked all the way in, and suddenly a child hugged his leg.

"Brother!" It was a little girl, looking at him with big dark eyes, "Here you..."

The little girl stuffed a candy into his palm.

Yan Qing smiled: "Why give it to me?"

"Brother looks good..."

Yep, he hasn't worn glasses for days.

He originally hated the gaze he received after taking off his glasses, but now he has no disgust, only at ease.

There are always eyes that are kind.

He bowed his head and said to the little girl, "Thank you."

The little girl grinned and continued to run back to play.

He watched the child return to the garden and climbed up the slide, then looked away and continued walking into the orphanage.

Passing through the cafeteria and dormitory, behind it is the office and living place of the staff, and then there is a small forest surrounded by fences.

As soon as Yan Qing stepped into the range of the forest, a male voice came: "Look who this is, you actually came to the clan on your own initiative one day? Could it be that you caused some big trouble and came to wipe our ass, right? "

Yan Qing followed the prestige and saw Hua Xun as expected.

The other party was older than him, and the human figure was four or five centimeters taller than him. Yan Qing slightly raised his eyes to look, and couldn't hide the contempt in this man's eyes.

The peony family, who are born demons, naturally look down on him.

He had always encountered such an attitude in the past, and he didn't find it surprising. He just looked away, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "I didn't cause trouble, I just came back to use the stone flower."

There is a stone flower in the ancestral land of the Flower Demon Clan, which can test the bloodline of the Flower Demon Clan. Every Flower Demon Clan is eligible to take the test once.If you are pregnant, you can use it one more time.

Yan Qing was rejected by the Flower Demon Clan at the beginning, and never had any thought of testing bloodlines from the beginning to the end. It just happened that he never used this one and only chance. He checked the situation himself.

For the remaining time, if necessary, Geng Yihuai can be brought along.

Yan Qing planned very well, and there was no problem with the reason. Huaxun twitched his eyes, thought for a while, and found that he couldn't stop him, so he sneered: "Why, why are you still trying to find out what kind of blood? barren place..."

As he spoke, he walked forward slowly, wanting to admire Yan Qing's angry and helpless expression.

The young man clenched his fists slightly, with a serious expression, and looked straight at him with clear eyes, but without much emotion, as if he didn't care.

"you--"

Hua Xun's voice stopped abruptly.

——After all, those glasses were given to Yan Qing by the elders of the demon tribe, Hua Xun is not a big demon or an old flower demon, and there is no way to see Yan Qing's face through those glasses at ordinary times.

Seeing it suddenly at this moment, Hua Xun was in a daze for a moment.

"Me what?" Yan Qing asked.

Hua Xun blurted out: "You are so pretty..."

Yan Qing: "?"