Ye Hanxiang sent Feng Xinyao to the aristocratic school, and then drove a red Bentley back to his small villa. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first time she entered the villa was to return to the space, although her divine sense did not see any suspicious figures, but she just felt that something was different.

There's a hint of familiarity in the air.

Ye Hanxiang was shocked, No. 19? How can it be? She ran into room 19 like the wind and slammed open the gilt mahogany door.

The neat bookshelves, the empty tables, and the flat bed without a trace of wrinkles all tell that this place has been vacant for a long time.

Ye Hanxiang stroked her lower abdomen, and a trace of coldness suddenly appeared in her eyes that had been calm for a long time.

These days, the fetus, which never grows, and this empty room, is about to torture her crazy.

She thought that the strange feeling just now must be because she was suffering from madness, so she was so crazy and sad.

Her heart has been empty for more than ten years, hasn't it?

What is more than ten years? It will be empty for hundreds or even tens of millions of years.

But what should she do with the child in her womb?

Of course, she wouldn't be ruthless enough to take it away, but if she really lived her life with a child like this...... That man, isn't he too ruthless! Too ruthless?

Ye Hanxiang's chest rose and fell violently, and with a fierce blow, a barely visible mana in his hand flew out rapidly, turning the bookcase into powder in the blink of an eye.

She hadn't had an outburst like this in a long time.

All the white clothes turned fiery red. She was fine, thanks to that man, every time she got angry, her whole body would turn fiery red.

There was a hint of fierceness in her bewitching eyes.

He took a deep breath and quietly closed the door. She thought that she would never set foot in this door again.

She sat quietly on the high platform, looking at the empty hall. The mood finally calmed down a little bit. The divine consciousness swept over every temple built for her in the Huaxia Continent. Finally stopped in a small temple.

There was a man kneeling in front of her idol, and he kept kowtowing.

"Goddess Niangniang, my lady has a difficult birth, please be merciful, please show your magic to save my lady-the little one is willing to offer you fragrant tea for generations ......" The young man kowtowed his head on the ground over and over again.

The blood-red blood kept dripping, and just as he was about to fight for the last time, the golden statue lit up with a little light, and the white jade porcelain-like hand actually moved.

Someone around suddenly noticed it, and knelt down and said: "The goddess has appeared, the goddess has appeared!" ”

The man who kowtowed was also stunned, and saw the golden statue half-leaning on the golden stone bench move, only to see the golden statue sit upright and turn into a woman in white.

Ye Hanxiang looked at the man steadily, and quickly found the lady of his family who had a difficult birth through Zhihai.

The man who kowtowed only felt that his brain was clouded, and he vaguely seemed to see the delivery of the fetus. As soon as I saw a flower, I could no longer hear the noise around me, as if I was there, and I saw the woman in white holding a child and gently touching it, and the beautiful and tactful voice seemed to come from the sky, "It's a boy." Mother and child are safe. ”

By the time he came to his senses, the statue had returned to its original position. Soon there was a report from Xiao Si:

"Young master, young master! The young grandmother gave birth to a little master! The little guy's face was beaming with joy, and the people around him were also excited.

"I know." The man knelt respectfully and kowtowed three more times to the idol.

His mother's child, has been born for a day and a night, even the midwife said that there is nothing to be done, the mother's lips on the bed have been miserable white, only full of sweat, breath like a gossamer, not to mention the strength of production, it is estimated that it is good to be able to take a breath.

The family remembered that time passed minute by minute, and the next moment was a corpse and two lives.

But the man refused to accept his fate. He knelt down in front of Ye Hanxiang's temple ruthlessly.

In fact, they are not from the Situ Dynasty, but a small country with no name in the background. Unexpectedly, the goddess really appeared.

Ye Hanxiang sat quietly in the temple, looking at the world, joys and sorrows. In fact, the mother just now was just a little out of strength, the fetus was a little big, and the fetal position was not correct. She just secretly gave her a little strength, and helped her correct the fetal position, and with a gentle push, the child came out.

Because the dystocia has been held in the world for a long time, she gave the child a few breaths of true qi, almost in the blink of an eye, the newborn whose lips were purple and dying one second was alive and kicking the next second.

Everything was just an accident, and by chance she wanted to hug the child, even if it was someone else's.

When he was tired of sitting, he opened the third door and flew into the universe as a meteor.

In just a few years, she has tirelessly flown over too many places, countless planets, large and small, and almost every one of them has left her footsteps. But he was the only one who couldn't be found.

Isn't he in this galaxy, she thought?

It wasn't until Feng Xinyao got out of school that Ye Hanxiang took her back and sent her to the underworld. Every two days, Xin Yao would go back to the underworld for one night.

At night, Ye Hanxiang will go to the Drunken Immortal Building.

Retreat from a lead body and become that beautiful son. He drank with the guests and got drunk.

Whether it's a demon or a fairy, the drunken immortal building will not refuse.

even put mahjong on the dinner table and fought against a few chatty guests until the dead of night.

"Eh, don't even move!" His face was ruddy, and he was a little drunk, but his eyes were very clear.

"Does anyone want Zephyr?"

"I'll wait a minute."

The sound of mahjong in table tennis made Ye Hanxiang forget the time here, as if she had smoked marijuana, and only at this time was she a real living immortal.

After striking the watch, he returned to the silent space as usual.

The footsteps were vain, drunk and fell on the bed, and the next day the sun rose, who could know that the goddess sitting in the Chongluan Temple would live so decadently in private?

She looked up at the door in a daze, and forgot that the sun here seemed to be always bright as long as she wanted to.

laughed at herself, and hiccuped in an extremely indecent posture, for her, there is no tomorrow at all!

Because the man came back, the space became shared by the two masters, so the other party could easily hide his own breath, and at this time, Ye Hanxiang's red face was buried in the swan quilt and fell asleep drunk. I don't even know that there is another owner in the space.

Even the man, like her, swept the entire space with the master's divine sense, even her sleeping face. (To be continued.) )