Love in Xuancheng

Shen Xingyue's sentence "I want to sleep, dizzy" immediately jumped out. He clearly heard it and clearly heard it. Why didn't he take it seriously?

damn! She said she was dizzy. Why don't you believe her? It's damned that he ignored her and left indifferently! Feng moye blamed himself with hatred.

But the detected results make Feng moye happy and worried.

I'm glad that Shen Xingyue is pregnant. I'm worried about her current physical condition and the physical condition of Twilight cloud monarch.

Alas! I wish Lord Muyun could last longer.

Muyun monarch, the supreme ruler of the great famine, was in charge of the five continents and twelve regions under the great famine. He is mu Xiyu's father and now Shen Xingyue's father.

"Look back and forth, Xuancheng has to push back again." Feng moye said to himself.

At about five o'clock, Shen Xingyue woke up. Feng moye hurriedly asked, "does yue'er feel any discomfort?"

Shen Xingyue looked at him. Instead of answering, she asked curiously, "did you just sit with me all night?"

Feng moye nodded with disapproval. "Well," he said, "it's not dawn yet. If the moon feels tired, go to sleep again."

It was strange to hear his tone. It seemed that he would die soon. He panicked and asked timidly, "do I have any bad disease? Won't I be dying?"

Feng moye frowned and hurriedly interrupted her words, "don't talk nonsense! Yue'er is in good health! She fainted last night. She wasn't ill, but yue'er was pregnant."

Shen Xingyue felt his brain buzzing. The word "pregnant" kept whistling in her brain. She digested it for a while before slowly regaining her consciousness. She waved her fist and beat him indiscriminately while staring at him, crying and scolding, "Feng moye, you bastard, why don't you get pregnant yourself? Bastard! Bastard! Hooligan..."

The wind was not evil, but did not smile. She straightened up and let her vent her panic on herself.

Xu was tired from the fight and gradually stopped. He didn't cry or scold. He quietly nestled in Feng moye's arms and closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he was thinking or in a daze.

The house fell into silence. Half an hour passed, and she had not yet opened her mouth. Feng moye's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley with time.

"If the moon really doesn't want to, my king can match the side medicine." Feng moye's look becomes decadent and his voice is very low and hard.

God knows how reluctant he is to take away the child, but he is even more reluctant to let Shen Xingyue be so embarrassed. After many painful struggles, he made a decision. It can be seen how painful and reluctant he should be when he said this.

Shen Xing's moon nest was still motionless and silent in his arms. Feng moye was flustered and had no bottom. Did she acquiesce? The sour pain in his heart made his eyes wet. His heart twisted into a ball in an instant, and even his breathing felt unbearable.

I did kill countless people in cold blood and cruelty, and I never paid attention to human life. Now I have to kill my unborn bones and blood. Is this retribution? Feng moye couldn't help laughing bitterly.

She was depressed and hard to relax. She just felt that the person in her arms moved. When she looked down, she fell asleep and felt uncomfortable twisting her body and changing her posture!

Feng moye couldn't help but stretch his eyebrows, exhale a long breath, bend over and kiss her forehead, and didn't want to let go for a long time.