Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Xuanyuan Yu paced to the inner boudoir, stood by the bed, and finally saw the figure of his wife who was thinking about it day and night.

She was still fast asleep.

The sound of the door opening didn't wake her up.

Her face was slightly pale, and she didn't look very healthy.

Being pregnant for ten years was really too much of a burden for her. Her body had already been eaten away by those two children.

Xuanyuan Yu's gaze shifted to Ling Luo's high swollen abdomen, and a burst of heat surged into his heart.

He stretched out a hand, wanting to touch it.

his children.

Inside is his and Luo'er's child!

Just when Xuanyuan Yu's hand was about to touch Ling Luo, Ling Luo opened his eyes.

"Master, you are here."

Ling Luo smiled slightly at Xuanyuan Yu, her face was tired, and she still looked sleepy.

"Why didn't you knock on the door when you came here? It's not like your style." She grumbled and complained.

"Master?"

Xuanyuan Yu turned his head, and doubtful light flashed across his black hole-like pupils.

what master?

How could Luo'er call herself master?

Isn't she always used to calling herself "Yu" or "Husband"?

However, when Ling Luo rubbed his eyes and saw the color of the man's eyes clearly, the smile on his face froze in an instant.

Not regal blue.

The person in front of him is not the Great Emperor Wushi.

It's black!Pure black!

The black pupil accounts for more than two-thirds of the entire eyeball, and it looks like a black hole, which is Yu's unique symbol!

"Yu?"

Ling Luo suddenly became excited, struggling to get up straight from the soft couch, "Is that you? Yu?!"

Ling Luo's eyes lit up, she couldn't control her excitement, she stretched out a hand, and grabbed Xuanyuan Yu's sleeve firmly.

Xuanyuan Yu's heart was shaken.

He turned around, grabbed his wife's little hand, then bent down, left a soft kiss on his wife's soft lips, and said softly: "I'm sorry for being late for my husband, Luo'er, for making you suffer." .”

It's him!

It's really him!

This kind of tone, this kind of expression, and this kind of look, only her Yu can have!

Xuanyuan Yu is different from Wushi, the temperament of the two is very different, and they can be distinguished at a glance.

"Yu, you finally..." Agitated, Ling Luo became incoherent, and couldn't even express a complete sentence, "I...I'm so good..."

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his arms, carefully hugged his wife in his arms, lowered his head, buried her neck, took a deep breath of the fragrance he was most attached to, and sighed: "I'm sorry, I didn't come until now. Luo Er, I miss you very much."

One sentence softened Ling Luo's heart.

In the Yunli Immortal Mansion, the ten years of suffering that he had suffered disappeared in an instant like a passing cloud.

"Yu, I miss you too."

Ling Luo hugged her husband back, leaning in his warm and firm embrace, with a happy arc on the corners of her lips.

"We have a baby, Yu."

She grabbed his hand tightly and pulled it to her stomach, like a loving mother, "The two of them have grown up, and they will be born soon."

Putting his hand on his wife's high swollen belly, Xuanyuan Yu deliberately and clearly felt the vigorous vitality of the child inside.

Suddenly, he felt a feeling in his heart, and a strong feeling of nostalgia spread over him.