I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 901 Our Children

His arms are so thick.

His shoulders are so broad.

His chest was so warm.

His voice is so bewitching.

Murong Yan's tender lips parted slightly, like petals in full bloom: "What conditions does Sovereign Dugu want Yan'er to agree to?"

In the restaurant, Murong Che's words lingered and echoed in his ears, his heart sank, and he pulled out the feeling of suffocation. His arms became tighter and tighter, his chin rested on her shoulder, and he closed his mouth. Eyes, voice deep: "Return that child... to the suzerain."

"..." With a bang, Murong Yan could only feel the thunder and lightning circling back and forth in her mind.

child.

Tonight, he actually took the initiative to mention that child.

Murong Yan's heart was torn apart, and the memories of the past swept in like billowing waves. She closed her eyes, her brows trembling slightly: "That child... the suzerain doesn't admit it."

Her frivolous and sarcastic words broke Dugu Lie's heart.

Feelings of annoyance and remorse are intertwined in my heart, cutting constantly, and reasoning is still chaotic.

His hoarse voice made Murong Yan suffocate: "Murong Yan, don't try to deny it, that child belongs to the suzerain."

Hearing this, Murong Yan sneered, the memories of the previous days flooded back, she pushed Dugu Lie away, water splashed everywhere, the two of them's black hair wetly stuck to their bodies: "Dugu Lie, am I denying it? Is it? It's you, it's you who don't admit that the child is yours, it's you who believe in Iron Hands, and now you're blaming me."

She looked at Dugulie with red and wet eyes: "It's you, the child is indeed not yours, Dugulie, you don't have to tell me about it, I don't want to."

You know now that you regret it, it's too late.

Murong Yan pushed him away, turned over and stepped out of the wooden barrel, but Dugu Lie followed immediately, she desperately pushed Dugu Lie's hard, water-filled chest: "Don't touch me, I don't want to tell you .”

"Yan'er." Dugu Lie raised his voice, tapped Murong Yan's wrist, and stared at her with red eyes, "Say it, you must say it! This sect master knows the truth back then!"

"Don't talk, don't talk, you go ask Tieshou." Murong Yan shook off his wrist with all her strength, her whole body was wet, her feet slipped and she fell to the ground.

"Yan'er." Dugulie, who had quick eyes and quick hands, tapped her waist with his palm, and the back of her head with his palm for fear that she would hit her.

The two fell to the ground together.

Dugulie pressed on her soft body, the wet two people were naked together, their eyes were facing each other, affectionately intertwined, Dugulie looked at her charming eyebrows, and couldn't help kissing her lips.

"Well, don't kiss... um..." Murong Yan clenched her fists and hit his chest, her whole body was resisting, but it was a pity that her body was so soft that she couldn't suppress him at all.

She could only let him kiss wantonly.

Dugulie closed his eyes and kissed the lips that he had missed for a long time, kissed her face, and felt a burst of heat and humidity when he kissed. When he opened his eyes, Murong Yan was crying silently.

He panicked.

He who has never been guilty is now feeling uneasy.

"Yan'er, I..." Dugulie thought for a while, but couldn't even say a complete sentence.

His clumsy feelings stumbled, and eventually he lost Murong Yan and the child in her womb. His big warm palms walked on her flat belly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was a little sad: "Here, our child, Are you gone?"

(End of this chapter)