Inexplicably, Mo Shu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" ”

The Creator's Adam's apple seemed to move, and he ignored her, instead looking at the small thing that was clutching his fingers to eat.

The little thing hugged his hand, the pink gums gnawed at his fingers, and he smiled happily at the Creator, and his eyes seemed to be full of stars.

Mo Shu saw that he didn't seem to want to be kind to the child, and his heart was a little calmer, but he still said: "Dirty hands, the baby's immunity is not good, don't ...... it"

The Creator God didn't seem to hear her at all, and his other hand was raised, and Mo Shu clearly saw a layer of yellow light on it.

Mo Shu was holding the little honeypot in his arms, and the little honeypot was still sucking.

When he had eaten enough and was satisfied, he finally let go of the ink and turned his head to the creator god.

The creator looked at the little honeypot, his eyes indescribably gentle.

Mo Shu's face was slightly hot, and he immediately pulled down his clothes, covered himself with the baby, and said, "You ......"

The voice of the Creator God sounded in his head again, and he said, "Don't be afraid of me, come here, and put the other child down. 】

Mo Shu was a little wary

Sao scum: [The creator god wants to bless them, don't be afraid, get the blessing of the creator god, and the baby will be safe and healthy. 】

Mo Shu believed in the scum very much, and hesitated for a moment before putting the little honeypot down with the suspicion.

The little honeypot still had milky white juice on its lips, and it twisted its little hands and babbles and laughs at the creator god.

The God of Creation seemed pleased, chuckled, and then, grabbing the hands of both of them together, merging them into the pale yellow glow in his hands.

The two babies were very happy, but it didn't take long for the white light embodied by the Creator God to gradually drift away as the yellow light disappeared.

The two little ones kicked their legs, and after seeing the Creator God disappear, suddenly the little sugar pot burst into tears.

The little honeypot also followed, crying loudly.

Mo Shu's mood was a little complicated, so he quickly picked up the two babies together, and gently put them in his arms to coax, "Be good, don't cry......"

Bedchamber.

In her sleep, she vaguely felt as if something around her had become different.

The body is like a cloud, and it is not like words.

He saw Mo Shu with a gentle face, and clearly heard the sound of the baby's giggling, the little sugar pot, the brother, still dragging him and gnawing his hand.

There was a smile on his lips, and he wanted the best for the children.

Then, he saw Mo Shu's vigilant expression, and in addition to that, there was a strong repulsion.

Yu Siqiao couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality, the touch of being gnawed by a baby on his hand was very clear and real, but Mo Shu's expression at this time was like looking at a stranger, which was distressing.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Siqiao raised his hand and leaned to the side in a trance, and the little woman beside him only left a piece of residual warmth, and people didn't know where they had gone for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, it was empty.

Just...... Is it dreaming?

Yu Siqiao got up and scratched his head, feeling that the dream was a little too real.

It's like he's really teasing and coaxing children, and ...... The feeling of heartache, the feeling of being rejected by Mo Shu as a stranger, at this time it seems that he is still experiencing, and it is uncomfortable.