Then she rejected: "No, Nuwa can create humans, she is the ancestor of mankind, I won't. But Fan Qianshi will create humans and create so many clones..."

Emperor Fuyi bent his finger and tapped her eyebrows: "Stupid, this is just a metaphor for me, a metaphor for the relationship between me and Fan Qianshi. It does not mean that I am Fuxi, he is Pangu. Also, I did not say you. As for Nuwa, it is just an ancient legend. There is no sign that you have a relationship with her yet."

Gu Xijiu simply lay down again: "It looks really disappointing to see this. I don't have a particularly tall identity..."

Di Fuyi also lay beside her and pulled her into her arms: "You are you, unique, and no one can replace you. Why bother with your identity?"

This sentence makes people love to hear!

Gu Xijiu had curved eyebrows and felt much more comfortable, but she still felt a little regretful: "Actually, I just want to be with you. If only I were a god similar to Nuwa."

Di Fuyi chuckled and said in a leisurely voice: "I don't like Nuwa, I only like Gu Xijiu."

This is so warm!

Gu Xijiu rubbed her face against his chest: "Well, I am your unique, and you are my unique. No matter what your identity is, I just want us to be like this for a long time."

She lay beside him and blew like orchids, her soft body was in her arms.

Emperor Fu's lower abdomen tightened, and his bloodline was in a boiling trend.

Poor that he had recovered his memory and met her again, and had never had any meat. The rest of his arms around her every day was both sweet and torment, which made him often want to take a cold shower...

I really want her!

She has been pregnant for more than three months now. Logically speaking, it should be OK?

He looked at her with a little deeper eyes, and his fingers were around the strap on her clothes: "Xijiu - Is that OK?"

Gu Xijiu was stunned, looked up, looked into his eyes that seemed to be burning with fire, and understood what he meant in seconds. Her pretty face turned red, and her heart pounded: "This..."

Di Fuyi waited for a while, but she didn't wait for her words. She thought she still disagreed. She felt a little disappointed and smiled: "It's okay, I'll continue to wait until our baby is born..."

He didn't dare to lie down anymore. He was about to get up and go out for a walk to calm down, but Gu Xijiu hugged his waist directly.

Di Fuyi froze and felt her arms were so hot that they were hot. She stammered behind him: "Actually... there is no need to wait, as long as... just be careful... and..."

Di Fuyi's eyes lit up slightly, she slowly turned around, raised her arms and hugged her in her arms, and the fiery breath intertwined. His kiss fell on her lips, and he promised hoarsely: "I will be careful..."

Both of them longed for a long time, and once they opened the taboo lock, everything that followed was natural.

The clothes flew out of the bed tent one by one and were automatically stacked on the foot cabinet next to them.

In the bed tent, the spring light slowly soaks, and as the figures overlap, it seems that flowers are blooming, the spring breeze is blowing, and the spring light is pouring out unscrupulously.

...

Gu Xijiu fell asleep again, her lips curled slightly, satisfied, relaxed and comfortable.

Emperor Fuyi leaned against the head of the bed, lowering his eyes to look at her calm sleeping face, and was a little dazed for a moment.
Chapter completed!