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.

When Yu Siqiao got up and went to the baby's room, both children cried aggrievedly.

Mo Shu was in a hurry, and it sounded a little nasal in his voice.

Yu Siqiao walked over and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Shu heard Yu Siqiao's voice, and the nerves that were already shaky suddenly loosened, and tears fell.

The appearance of the creator god suddenly reminded her of that mission: to marry the creator god.

She's a fart!

She is already a married woman, and she is still married to someone else??

This creator god is not even dirty?

Mo Shu thought of this, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, plus the babies kept crying and crying, drinking milk and playing with toys didn't work, Mo Shu always felt that it was not the creator god who used some broken blessing just now, in fact, he didn't have any good intentions!

The more Mo Shu thought about it, the more he regretted it, and when he turned his head and saw Yu Siqiao's face, he couldn't help crying.

Yu Siqiao inexplicably thought of the inexplicable dream just now, and the heartache of being rejected by Mo Shu as a stranger came up again.

Holding the woman in his arms, Yu Siqiao whispered, "What are you crying about, huh?" If the baby is not obedient, give it to me, don't cry with it. ”

Mo Shu didn't want to cry either, but when she thought that the babies were the creator gods, she started to cry non-stop as soon as she left, and she had always suspected the bad intentions of the creator gods, so she regretted it to death at this time.

If the Creator really wants to harm the baby and want her, is there room for her to resist?

Seeing that she was silent, Yu Siqiao felt even more uncomfortable.

Picking up one of the babies, Yu Siqiao patted the baby gently.