This is a new life.
A new life within the woman he loves the most!
Maybe he can try to change his methods and accept it?
Dammit!
He is giving in!
He is giving in once again!
When it is about her, problems regarding principles or reputation was totally gone, only the endless use of two words, give in.
Ji Mo Ya was a bit frustrated, he turned his head away, not wanting to look at Huan Qing Yan, “You really want to give birth to it?”
His tone was rigid.
Huan Qing Yan wiped her snot and tears on his clean white sleeves, “Yes, I want… it must be born… if you don’t let me give birth to it, I will hate you for the rest of your life.”
Ji Mo Ya started carrying her forward, “You must not try to run away from now on, if you do, I will kill it.”
Then he added in his mind, “I will kill it after it is born!”
To prevent the possibility of killing both mother and child, killing it now was likely impossible as her pregnancy is too far along; it looked like it was already in the middle of the second trimester.
Huan Qing Yan thought she heard things, what did Ji Mo Ya mean? Did he agree?
Does he agree to let her give birth to the baby?
He really agreed?
With tears of happiness, she hugged Ji Mo Ya’s neck while crying and laughing, covering him in snot and tears, “Okay, I will not run, I will never run away. Wuu wuu wuu, husband, you are the best husband in this world. The child and I will love you forever. Wuu wuu wuu, baby, your father finally accepts you, quickly stop moving about, it is killing me…”
It could be said to be quite fascinating that after Huan Qing Yan made the request, Ji Mo Ya detected the Huan Qing Yan’s stomach slowly calmed down.
The fetus inside did not move about in agitation anymore.
It even pushed against Ji Mo Ya’s palm, acting intimate to him.
Ji Mo Ya was caught in an incredible feeling.
He was twenty-six this year, a very young person in terms of the cultivation world. However, using the terms of the ordinary people, he was now the child’s father.
Had it been his child, it would be great.
Unfortunately…
Ji Mo Ya put up a cold face, “Crying and laughing at the same time, so ugly.”
Huan Qing Yan lifted her head and pecked his cheek, a suspicious wet mixture was plastered all over his face.
“You do not need to bother if I am ugly or not, it is enough as long as the husband is handsome…”
For the first time after several days, Ji Mo Ya smiled.
“Continue to bootlick, see if I will let you off. You even threw away my token of love to you, wanting to run away!”
“Not running, return my Phoenix Feather Bell. It is mine!” Huan Qing Yan and tried to get the Phoenix Feather Bell from Ji Mo Ya’s robes, but was unable to get it.
“You threw it away whenever you want to, yet you still want to get it back?” Ji Mo Ya lifted a brow.
Huan Qing Yan started acting shamelessly, while Ji Mo Ya was carrying her with a single arm, she adjusted her position and tried grabbing at the Phoenix Feather Bell that was held high up in the air by a hand.
Huan Qing Yan tried to pounce at it but failed.
She grabbed her stomach again, “Pain, husband, am I about to give birth? Did I hurt my back? Is the baby sprained, ah, I am dying, I caught a disease that will make me die if I did not get ahold of the Phoenix Feather Bell, so terrifying…”
Ji Mo Ya squinted, he just looked at her blankly while she fooled around.
Huan Qing Yan soon managed to obtain the Phoenix Feather Bell effortlessly and it was then kept inside her storage ring.
She perked up immediately; her stomach was no longer in pain as well, her body felt fine and she no longer was looking as though she was going to die.
She broke into a smile and pulled Ji Mo Ya’s sleeves, “Husband…”
Ji Mo Ya maintained his posture and expression while looking at the shameless Huan Qing Yan.
