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Chapter 452: His Yaoyao doesn’t want children

Chapter 452 His Yaoyao doesn’t want children

Qingkun said as he came to the couch where Quan Yao was sitting and sat down.

"Why haven't you changed out of such heavy clothes? Aren't you tired?"

"Tired!"

Quanyao got up from the couch and twisted her sore neck.

"Isn't this waiting for you? It's hard to get married once and wear wedding clothes once. I haven't taken pictures yet. I can't bear to change them."

As she spoke, Quanyao fiddled with the phone in her hand, turned on the camera and held it up high.

"Qingkun, look here."

Quanyao made a scissors gesture. Seeing Quanyao smiling at the camera, Qingkun wanted to try to smile, but he could only move the corners of his mouth stiffly.

Quanyao posed, looking at the stiffness of Qingkun's mouth in the camera, and smiled helplessly: "Qingkun, you'd better stop laughing, just be the same as usual."

"it is good."

After taking dozens of photos in a row, even the background moved from the room to the outside. Quan Yao sat in front of the dressing table, looking down at the photos on her phone with a satisfied face. Qing Kun was behind her helping her remove her phoenix crown. Shi Chunfeng Qiuyu came in with toiletries and waited for Quanyao to wash up before exiting.

After helping Quanyao take off her outer coat, Qingkun took the hair that was scattered on Quanyao's shoulders and put it behind her back, while asking her, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Quan Yao nodded vigorously, and the next moment, the world was spinning. When Quan Yao reacted, the place in front of him had been replaced by a familiar cave.

"Come here for a drink?" Quan Yao asked.

"Well, let's buy a friend a drink by the way."

Quanyao went to take a bath in the salty pond.

Qingkun took out a few jars of good wine from his pocket and went to greet his friends.

As for who, Quanyao thinks it should be the ancestors of the dragon clan who have died, but their souls have not left. After all, she heard their voices when she came last time. This time, even if she was soaking in the salty pond, chatting outside The laughter is endless.

"It's really not easy. I thought brother Qingkun that you would always be alone in this life!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Qingkun wants to have a good reputation and an identity. He can do it no matter what."

It does!

Quanyao lay beside the pool and thought to herself.

"Haha, compared to Brother Qingkun, I think his wife is the most powerful one. Do you know why? Because she can make Qingkun, this stubborn guy, fall in love with her! Haha."

oops! What the truth is this big brother talking about!

Quan Yao covered her face and felt a little embarrassed.

They were still chatting outside, Quan Yao was soaking in the salty pool and looking drowsy. At this time, a pair of big hands hugged her waist from behind.

Quan Yao was slightly startled and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Qing Kun. Then she said with a resentful look on her face: "Did you come without saying a word?"

"squeak."

"……Ah."

Quan Yao punched Qing Kun in the chest angrily.

Qingkun allowed Quan Yao to beat him. Seeing the exhaustion in Quan Yao's eyes, Qingkun endured his heartache and said, "Tired? I'll take you back to rest."

"All right."

The two left Xianchi and returned to the palace as their new house.

Quanyao fell asleep as soon as he got on the bed, but was awakened by Qingkun's gentle and delicate harassment. Afterwards, the two of them rubbed their ears and temples together to let the sweat evaporate before falling into a deep sleep.

……

Even though they were married, Quanyao did not neglect her cultivation and alchemy.

In two months, Quanyao's spiritual cultivation level rose from spiritual master level one to spiritual master level six. As for alchemy, Quanyao passed the Dan Pavilion's verification and became a second-grade alchemist.

Two months is neither long nor short. Apart from practicing and refining elixirs, Quanyao will spend the rest of the time traveling with Qingkun. Occasionally, Quanyao would miss his relatives and friends in Dixing, and even had faint signs of illness. Qingkun had no choice but to find ways to arrange training for Quanyao to divert Quanyao's attention.

Until one day, Qingkun discovered that Quan Yao, who he had carefully cared for and cultivated, was visibly thinner. Quan Yao did not worry about it and thought it was due to menstrual disorders. After all, her menstrual period had not come for more than a month. Quanyao told Qingkun, "I'll write a prescription later and let Chunfeng and the others go out to buy medicine..."

After all, she had studied with Mr. Song for a while, and she was still very good at regulating menstruation. However, she didn't rush to drink the medicine after taking it. She had other things to do now.

They have now left Kongtong Realm and arrived in a small town in Yulingshen Continent.

I heard that there is a sect-level secret realm on Shilu Mountain not far from the town, so people from various sects and casual cultivators in the town are now coming and going, and Quanyao is preparing to go out there to have a look and experience, so she has no idea about her menstrual period. She wasn't in a hurry about this.

Qingkun frowned slightly and reminded: "You haven't been here for almost a month and a half. Generally, if a woman doesn't come here, besides stagnation of liver qi, what other reasons are there?"

Quanyao: "There are so many, such as endocrine disorders, endometrial damage, and pregnancy...pregnancy...pregnancy...pregnancy."

The further back, the more uncertain Quanyao becomes.

She looked at Qingkun and put her hand on her pulse.

A minute later, Quanyao looked at Qingkun pitifully and said, "But, maybe I'm not good at studying, how about you find a doctor for me?"

Qingkun: "No need."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surging spiritual energy rushed towards Quanyao.

The spiritual energy circulated throughout Quanyao's body and finally landed on Quanyao's womb, where two embryos were gradually forming.

Qingkun, who was using his spiritual power, stared at Quanyao's belly in fascination. The quiet look made Quanyao feel nervous. Seeing that Qingkun was silent for a long time, Quanyao couldn't help asking anxiously: "Qingkun, how are you?" "

Qingkun calmed down his emotions of shock and joy. In the next second, he grabbed Quan Yao's hand and immediately pulled Quan Yao into his arms.

Quan Yao: “…….”

Qingkun greedily smelled the fragrance on Quanyao's body, and his thick arms hooked around Quanyao's waist, so tight that it seemed as if he wanted to rub Quanyao into his bones and blood.

"Qingkun, what's wrong?"

Quanyao asked worriedly, always feeling like there was something wrong with her.

Thinking of Qingkun's questions and her answers, and then thinking of Qingkun's reaction, an idea suddenly arose in Quan Yao's heart.

Not really...

"Yaoyao, thank you..."

Qingkun was so happy that he couldn't express it in words. He could only express his feelings at the moment with thank you.

Quan Yao didn't know what to say at this time.

She has already seen the results from Qingkun.

When she thought about the possibility of becoming a mother, Quanyao couldn't explain how she felt. All in all, she was a little confused at the moment. After the confusion, she felt indescribable joy and satisfaction. But when she thought about becoming a mother at a young age, she originally felt The letter burst into pieces with joy and satisfaction.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing Quan Yao's emotions, Qing Kun asked, and at the same time, he tightened his arms around Quan Yao instantly.

His Yaoyao is unhappy...

Is it because of the children?

Quanyao felt a little depressed and still couldn't understand that she was going to have a baby at such a young age.

Now hearing Qingkun's concerned words, Quan Yao could only bury her head in Qingkun's chest.

She said nothing.

Qingkun was nervous, even scared.

His Yaoyao... doesn't want children!

boom--

A punch landed on Qingkun's chest. It was so light that it touched people's hearts.

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