Rong Xiu finally realized that these two little ancestors did not seem to be as good as they imagined.

He took a deep breath, faced Chu Liuyue's clear and lingering eyes, and finally defeated.

"...good."

It's nothing more than just keep waiting.

Anyway...he's used to it.

Rong Xiu thought without expression.

Chu Liuyue looked at the fact that his forehead seemed to be covered with thin sweat, and his jaw was a little tight, feeling distressed and funny.

She rushed over and hugged him, rubbing gently on his neck.

"The child's father is great!"

Rong Xiu: "..."

I don't really want to be praised at this time.

Unfortunately, there is no room for implementation now.

He gently rubbed her soft hair, smelled the familiar faint fragrance on her body, and the restlessness in his heart was suppressed a little.

"You have a good rest first, I'll go out."

Chu Liuyue looked up at him with a strange look: "What are you busy with?"

Rong Xiu bent his fingers slightly and tapped her forehead.

"Let Yun Muchen and the others discuss with each other."

If you are too angry, you must vent it.

With the reactions that the two little guys didn't give much face just now, Rong Xiu always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The little gift that Yun Muchen gave last time was probably not enough, so he needs to be blessed.

Rong Xiu knew very clearly what he was thinking, but in short, he couldn't let his crow mouth continue to talk.

Chu Liuyue remembered the scene where the two of them had "discussed" before, and couldn't help but silently gave Yun Muchen a tear of sympathy in her heart.

She nodded with great concern:

"Be careful and don't beat people to death."

Rong Xiu nodded:

"Know."

......

So on this day, the wind and clouds surged in the Phantom God Palace again.

The Emperor and Prince Yun had a hard time competing with each other, and it was very exciting. It is said that in the end, Mr. Yun was grateful and asked someone to help sew a small skirt overnight and presented it to Emperor and Prince Yue.

Hearing this movement, the others of course couldn't sit still.

The first person to react was Chu Ning.

He asked for a lot of needles and soft fabric from the Phantom Temple, took it back to his residence, and began sewing small socks and other things.

When Shangguan You heard about the news, he hurried over to investigate the situation.

I thought Chu Ning, a big man, must be very bad at this kind of thing, but when Shangguan You saw those delicate and beautiful little socks, he was in a bad mood.

Not to mention there is a whole set of small clothes next to it, even a goose yellow embroidered bib!

And Chu Ning's second set was exactly the same.

Shangguan You widened his eyes in shock and his fingers trembled slightly.

"This is all made by you myself?"

Chu Ning then raised his head, his face looked calm, but it showed a little pride and show off as if it were there.

"Well, it's me, what's wrong?"

Shangguan You gasped.

When did Chu Ning have such skills?

But he didn't know that Chu Liuyue lost her mother since childhood and was always raised by Chu Ning alone.

He is really good at taking care of the little girl.

Shangguan You originally wanted to spy on the enemy situation, but found that the opponent was too strong and he had no chance of winning at all. Finally, he went back in a mess.

After three days of hard work, I didn't see any increase except for dozens of extra needle holes on my hands.

Shangguan You thought hard and finally got lost. He began to read all kinds of books to Chu Liuyue.

There are some things he can't do, but he can always find what he is good at!

But such good days didn't last long.

He soon discovered that there were many people competing for this errand, including - Taizu.

There was no way, Chu Liuyue only had a little time a day. They could not compete with Rong Xiu, nor with Dugu Mobao. So they could only divide the limited time and everyone took turns to come.

No matter how sad you are, you cannot give up on the struggle!

It is said that when a child is pregnant, he can hear a sound. If you say a few more words, wouldn’t you leave a good impression first?

Therefore, the competition for prenatal education in the Phantom Temple has entered a white-hot stage.

......

In such a warm atmosphere, the marriage date between the Eighth God Envoy and the Left God General was gradually approaching.

The day before the wedding, there were already lights and decorations everywhere, making it very lively.

Zi Chen and Tuanzi finally returned to the Phantom God Palace on this day.

Before they arrived at the Tianmen, they heard a noise inside, with fireworks blooming in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

It was already evening, the sky was a little dark, and the sky was full of sparks.

Wu Yao, who had already received the news, was already waiting for them at the Tianmen Gate. When he heard the sound of the wind, he quickly looked up.

He first saw the man standing in front.

He was wearing a black outfit, tall and handsome eyebrows.

Wu Yao grinned and said hello:

"Purple Dust!"

When Zi Chen saw him, his always cold expression also eased a little, and nodded to indicate.

"I heard from my master that you have recovered, but I haven't had the chance to see you. Today I saw you!"

Wu Yao said as he walked towards this side, laughing cheerfully.

Zi Chen is the master's contracted monster. He has lived and died together for many years. Shisan Yue has long regarded Zi Chen as his family.

Now that he is finally safe and sound, he is of course happy.

It's considered a joyful and happy.

"By the way, where is the dumpling?"

Wu Yao suddenly remembered something and grabbed his head.

"Didn't she come back with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Chen had no time to answer, a small head suddenly poked out behind him.

A pretty little face came into view.

"Brother Wu Yao!"

Wu Yao was shocked.

He knew just now that someone came with Zi Chen, but when he looked like a girl, he thought it was a friend brought back by Zi Chen, so he didn't care much about it.

But the girl in front of her...why is her tone so familiar?

And that face and that whole body aura...

Wu Yao's eyes widened:

"Duanzi!?"

The dumpling blinked.

"It's me! Brother Wu Yao can't recognize me anymore?"

Wu Yao covered his chest, which was incredible.

The shock was so fierce that he couldn't bear it for a moment!

How long has it been, why did that small soft ball grow into such a beautiful and graceful girl?
To be continued...