Chapter 318: Yunxiao, let's get married!

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The beast world, the ink palace.
Xuanyuan ink stood in the newly built pavilion and watched the koi in the lake staying.
Not far away, the red spirit looked at Xuanyuan Mo's lonely back, and the light flashed. "Do you think that the beast is very strange to come back this time?"
Lan Ze, who was on the side, nodded. "It is really strange. He came back for a month. I didn't listen to him saying a word."
Red Ling heard the frown, "Isn't this the strangest?"
Lan Zewen said that he raised his eyebrows and looked at the red spirit inexplicably. Is there anything more strange?
Everyone else looked at the red spirit with a look of confusion, waiting for the words behind her.
Looking at the eyes of the people, the red spirit frowned and accepted, "The beast gods have come back for a month, and they have not gone to the ghost world to see the master. You don't feel strange?"
Everyone heard the words and looked nodded, it was really strange.
Seeing everyone nod, the red spirit said again, "I heard that the ghost owner likes our master, let the master alone in the ghost world for so long, isn't the beast gods not worried?"
According to the temperament of the beast and the god, it should be kept by the master day and night. This has not been to the ghost world for a month, which is too confusing.
"Suzaku's analysis is still so sharp." The voice of the red spirit just fell, and a lazy voice rang.
Everyone saw the coming people, and they all happily surrounded them. "Devils are great."
"Are you just coming back from the ghost world?"
"Our master, is she good?"
"What happened to the beast and the master?"
"Stop..." Hearing the voices of the people, the innocent immediately interrupted his hand. "The deity will go to see the ink, and then come back to answer your questions."
Jun said that without waiting for everyone to speak again, they flew directly to the pavilion.
It seems to be something, Xuanyuan ink in the pavilion suddenly looked back, seeing the innocent, Xuanyuan ink's eyebrows unconsciously smashed.
Seeing Xuanyuan Mo’s frowning brows, Jun screamed at the innocent,
Why do you want to see me, I’ve been helping you in the ghost world to watch your cousin and meditation.
That kid."
Listening to Jun Wuxie mentioned Duanmu, Xuanyuan Mo light flashed gently, "She, okay?"
Jun has no evil words, the beautiful peach eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows. "Do you think she will be alright?"
Xuanyuan Mo Wen heard a tight heart, looked up at the innocent nervous, "Is she not good?"
Looking at the nervous Xuanyuan ink, the innocent smile flashed a sigh of smile, and sighed. "No, people are losing a big circle."
Xuanyuan ink heard the words, the heart suddenly hurts, "How can you lose weight?"
Jun Wushen heard the lips and micro-hooks, sat on the stone table in the center of the gazebo, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, casually saying, "She should think about what you think."
Xuanyuan ink heard a sigh of relief, he said to her, she would still think about him?
After squinting at the expression of Xuanyuan ink, Jun ignoring the tea and picking up the eyebrows, "Since you left, she didn't go out of the room, eat less, sometimes she didn't eat anything."
Xuanyuan ink heard the words again and again, and the amber-colored scorpion was full of distress. Is she still minding the day? Why don't you care for yourself? Looking at the distressed look of Xuanyuan Mo, the smile of the innocent lips was enlarged and continued to add fuel. "You have not seen her what it is now, except for that big belly, other places are thin and can't be seen."
Listening to the innocent sentence than a miserable description, Xuanyuan ink can no longer resist the shape of a flash disappeared in the pavilion.
Looking at the disappearance of Xuanyuan ink, Jun has no evil and evil spirits hooked the corner of his lips. "Small sample, I can't cure you."
At night, the ghost world, the end of the room.
After confirming that Duanmu was asleep, Xuanyuan Mo came out from the dark.
Gently walked over to the bed and looked at Duanmu's quiet sleep. Xuanyuan's amber-colored scorpion was full of thoughts. Did they really not see it for a month? Why did he think that he had not seen her in several rounds.
Go to bed, gently lie next to the end of the raft, reach out and touch her delicate face.
Touching the end of the raft, it was obviously a lot of thin face, Xuanyuan ink is very distressed, reaching out and gently holding the end of the raft, the eyes are slightly wet, sorry, nephew, sorry...
It seems to feel warm, Duanmu 汐 gently sideways, arched to Xuanyuan Mo Huai.
The sudden movement of Duanmu, let Xuanyuan ink body stiff, after a long time, after confirming that Duanmu did not wake up, Xuanyuan ink gradually relaxed, gently holding the end of the wood, enjoying the warmth of this moment.
On the next day, when Duanmu woke up, he saw a piece of jade on the bed.
Looking at the piece of ink jade, Duanmu stunned and frowned. When he saw the word "ink" on the ink jade, Duanmu's heart jerked and beat.
Picking up the piece of ink jade and touching the word "ink" on the top, the eyes of Duanmu's eyes instantly became red. is it him? Did he come last night?
In the meditation room, Duanmu was eating absent-mindedly for breakfast.
Looking at the absent-minded Duanmu, the light flashes, and a chopsticks dish is placed in the end of the wooden bowl. "Let's eat more, you have lost a lot recently."
Looking at the dishes in the bowl, Duanmu suddenly lost his appetite, gently put down the chopsticks and looked at the meditation. "I am full, you eat slowly."
The cicada also put down the chopsticks and looked at Duanmu's frown. "Let's go out and walk, don't lie in the room all day, it's not good for children."
Duanmu sings, the light flashes, nods, and reaches out to gently brush his belly. This month, her stomach is much bigger, more than double a month ago, and recently she I also feel the child's fetal movement frequently, and it may not be long before the child is born.
The two went to the yard together.
Looking at the familiar scene in the yard, Duanmu remembered the self-deprecating expression of Xuanyuan Mo here that night, and the heart could not suppress it.
Looking at the sly scorpion of the sly look, the brow squinted at the unknowingly, and reached out and shook it in front of the Duanmu. "Cloud?"

Well?
Duanmu’s words slammed back and looked at the face of concern. A sigh of relief in Duanmu’s voice,
I’m sorry, what did you just say?

Looking at the apologetic Duanmu, he sighed and sighed softly, gently picking up his hands and looking at Duanmu, seriously, "Yun, let's get married!"
Duanmu’s screaming hand tightened fiercely, and a slight fluster in the slightly scorpion flashed, and a nameless irritability came out from the bottom of my heart, which made her breathless.
Looking at the coveted Duanmu, the pure scorpion flashed and shook his head and gently kissed the red lips of Duanmu.
Feeling closer and closer to the meditation, Xuanmu Mo, who suddenly remembered Duanmu, thought of his angered "I am crazy, when I kissed you, I was crazy", Duanmu’s heart suddenly had a trace Sweet.
The closer I got to the meditation, the more I would kiss the red lips of the upper raft. Suddenly, I wouldn’t look over my face, and the warm thin lips brushed from her cheeks.
The fists were clenched in the fists, and there was a bit of pain in the embarrassment. "You still can't forget him." There was some pain in the sad voice, with a little helplessness, and a little self-deprecation.
Listening to the sad voice, Duanmu’s eyebrows gently picked up,
I’m sorry...

She can't forget, no matter how hard she works, she still can't forget him, even if she is a child, she still can't do it.
The sorrowful voice closed his eyes painfully and stepped back. "I lost." Even if he used such a despicable means, he still lost, no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the fate.
He took a deep breath and looked at Duanmu, and looked at him. "Go to him and tell him, I admit defeat."
He admits to lose. He doesn't want to look at her day by day. He doesn't want to look at her again. He is always absent-minded. He still likes her happy and happy, even if she is happy and happy.
He said that he turned away silently, he was tired, tired, and his heart was tired. Maybe he gave up, he would be relaxed.
Duanmu looked at the back of the lingering sorrow, and there was a fascination in the sly, she was going to find him? Where is she going to find?
Take the black jade from the waist and look at the big "ink" on the jade, and the dark purple scorpion flashes.
In the evening, Xuanyuan ink came to Duanmu's room again.
The faint moonlight shines through the screen window on the delicate little face of Duanmu. It is so soft and quiet. Looking at the sleepy face of the raft on the bed, Xuanyuan’s heart is moving, and he can’t help but lean over and slap the top raft. Pink lips.
A fragrant scent into the tip of the nose, the fragrant scent of the heart, let Xuanyuan Moshe not leave, gently kiss the pink lips, whispered, "Hey, I love you..."
Xuanyuan Mo's affectionate whisper, let the "sleeping" Duanmu can no longer help to slide a tear.
Seeing the tears of Duanmu's eyes sliding down, Xuanyuan ink panicked and immediately got up and wanted to leave, but was caught by Duanmu.
"Do you want to leave me like this?" The cold voice is very wronged, and people can't help but feel bad.
Listening to the grievances of Duanmu, the heart of Xuanyuan Mo slammed his pain, clenched his hands into fists, and forced himself not to return to hold her.
Looking at the rigid back of Xuanyuan ink, Duanmu’s heart is even more wronged, he whimpered. "If you want to go, why come again?"
Xuanyuan ink listened to the sobbing voice of Duanmu, and there was a distress in the sputum. The clenched fist tightened again. After a long time, he whispered, "I'm sorry..."
Listening to the distressed "I'm sorry," Duanmu couldn't help but rush to the Xuanyuan ink. "Xuanyuan Mo, I hate you, I hate you..."
Tears, falling again and again without control, the groaning of the grievances, seems to be telling her grievances and thoughts these days.