There is no image in front of the daughter-in-law, but that is because it is not the time to meet. It was different in front of the children, and Mo Ting felt that he still had a chance to rescue him. He also has the opportunity to become a tall and majestic father, so he must work hard to protect his image of a strict father! What to send tortoise food, Gouza.com, and grab someone's crutches is said to be Dinghai Shenzhen, so I can't mention them all!
If possible, Mo Ting wanted to erase the memory of his cramps in Feng Yang's mind. But it's about their acquaintance and encounter, if it is eliminated, Feng Yang's cognition will be more or less problematic.
So XianJun had to cock his face, and his father, who was as strict as educating his son, said to his little wife: "If you dare to say this in the future, I will just pack you up! If it doesn't work, go to bed!"
Feng Yang: "..." Hey! I'm so scared!
Rolling his eyes, continue to look down at his belly.
Mo Ting saw that he ignored him, and continued to watch the children. From this day on, this activity has become an activity that the couple must carry out every day, maybe on the plane tree, maybe in the hall, maybe in a garden, as long as you think of it, you must take out the dragon hunt. Take a look. From this day on, all members of the Dragon Clan knew that the East Sea Dragon Clan was finally about to add a new one.
The Dragon King and Queen of the East China Sea Dragon Clan will finally no longer have to look at other people's children at the banquet, and this is worth the whole Dragon Clan's lively days.
At Huayang Hall, the same as before, the Silong tribe sits in four positions, and they have everything they need to drink and eat. The musicians from the northwestern part played accompaniment to their heart's content, with the graceful dances of the dancers in the middle. The difference is that the expressions on the faces of the old dragon king and the dragon queen are brighter than ever. Although there were only Mo Ting and Feng Yang behind them, the old couple laughed out of the posture of sitting behind them with hundreds of thousands of grandchildren!
Listening to the congratulations one after another, the old dragon king responded with a smile while thinking in his heart: hum, I finally don't have to envy you old guys anymore! I have grandchildren too, or two!
The Dragon Queen looked back and asked Feng Yang from time to time: "Yang Yang, is it enough? Is there anything else you want to eat?"
Feng Yang was speechless at the three-square-meter dining table. Three square meters doesn't sound too big, but if it's full of food, it's definitely a lot. It's really swimming in the water flying in the sky and running on the ground. There is also a special service nearby.
Mo Ting picks meat for Feng Yang, and he picks the kind that is eighth thin and two fat, fragrant but not greasy. Even the fruit is, only the sweetest and juicy part for Feng Yang. And peel off the shrimp shells for Feng Yang, and put all the peeled shrimps in the Feng Yang bowl. Only the last one was put in his mouth.
Feng Yang smiled and asked with his eyes: Why isn't this for me?
In fact, it is not how much he wants to eat, but simply curious why Mo Ting gave him so much and just put this one in his mouth.
Mo Ting: "I didn't peel it well, it's too ugly, I can't eat it for you."
Feng Yang: "..."
Feng Yang didn't even feel embarrassed to say that not only did he want to eat shrimp, he also wanted to suck Mo Ting's slender fingers. Wrapped in shrimp sauce, it's oily and delicious. Why does it look so fragrant?
He must be crazy.
Mo Ting noticed Feng Yang's gaze and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
Feng Yang whispered to Mo Ting: "You will strip me when there are only two of us."
Mo Ting only regarded Feng Yang as embarrassed to eat any more, and he happily accepted it. As for Feng Yang, Mo Ting's finger is one point, but the other point is because he is embarrassed to eat. Since he meditated to the position, his mouth has not stopped, and he feels that there is a bottomless black hole hidden in his body, and he has always had a strong appetite.
What can be served here is not ordinary, whether it is meat or vegetables and fruits, they all have a certain aura. And Feng Yang never finished eating, it was because the two children suddenly tasted the sweetness.
At the beginning, the two children absorbed the aura from the fairy grass. No matter how much they sucked, the aura was still in the fairy grass. Because they were in the fairy grass, Feng Yang couldn't feel it. . But the aura in the fairy grass gradually absorbed almost, and they began to seek more, then the aura contained in Feng Yang's food became their best choice.
Feng Yang can naturally feel that this way of eating now is not his personal desire, but it is definitely speechless to chew food until the cheek hurts. Fortunately, not long after he stopped, the old queen saw that he was uncomfortable, and asked Mo Ting to take him back to rest. Once he returned to the bedroom of the two people, he was immediately more at ease.
"How long will it take them to be born?" Feng Yang asked Mo Ting.
"The pregnancy period of our dragons is usually three years. But our children are not necessarily." Mo Ting said, "because you are a little phoenix."
"My mother was pregnant with me for eight months." Feng Yang thought, "What about you? Are you also born in the queen's belly for three years?" Since Mo Ting said "General", there must be something else Special circumstances.
"I... it's almost the same." Mo Ting began to feel guilty again. He came out after staying in the belly of his mother for six years. If Feng Yang knew about this...I always felt that he would be beaten again.
Oops, when did he become a wife slave? No way! The husband must be revitalized! This is the last shrimp in his hand, let Feng Yang peel it by himself after eating it!
Feng Yang didn't know what Mo Ting was thinking. Seeing that he put the shrimp juice on his hands again, he smiled and said, "You feed me this one."
It is rare for Mo Ting to hear Feng Yang act like a baby, immediately forgetting the determination three seconds ago, and handing the shrimp to Feng Yang's mouth. Feng Yang grabbed the shrimp while still sucking on Mo Ting's hand, and licked it lightly, looking at Mo Ting's gaze seemed a little shy.
The bite did not hurt at all, but XianJun's heart became itchy!
Go to the fucking revival of the husband! XianJun put his hands together and continued to peel the shrimp shells hard. After peeling the shrimp shells, he peeled the shrimp eater.
Feng Yang: "Um... Bai, didn't you say that you should rest at night during the day!"
XianJun said while sweating, "I really thought so, but my dear, I'm under pressure when two nine-clawed little golden dragons come together for my husband, so I thought about it. Let's do double repairs in the future! While they are still and not yet born, how about improving their cultivation a little bit?"
Feng Yang: "..."
What a hammer! I believe you are a ghost!
Lao Yinlong is so thick-skinned for the joy of fish and water, but Feng Yang can't refuse every time, so this has also become a "compulsory course" every night without knowing it.
In the daytime, Mo Ting took Feng Yang for a stroll in Panlong Mountain and Xianting. If Feng Yang wanted to eat, Mo Ting would catch something for him, or pick something. In the evening, the two went back to the dormitory for "class".
Although the reason for "attending class" at the beginning sounds very ridiculous, it turns out that the benefits of staying on for a while are also obvious. The growth rate of the two little dragon cubs has obviously accelerated, and Feng Yang's own spiritual power is also increasing day by day.
In this way, three months passed, Feng Yang's belly was obviously much bigger than before. Huacheng used to fall on Feng Yang's shoulders, but now it's all right on Feng Yang's stomach. When he first fell, the two little dragon cubs didn't respond much. Now that he fell, two small packets bulged under his claws. It was the little dragon cub pushing him.
"You should be the only bird in the world that dared to stand on top of two nine-claw golden dragons." Feng Yang looked at Hua Cheng as he swayed gently on the toffee chair. He has become lazier recently than before.
"I think they grow so fast, I'm afraid they won't be able to take advantage if they don't seize the time now." Can anyone step on the head of the nine-clawed golden dragon? People of the Dragon Clan now say that his two little masters are the most qualified cubs of the Dragon Clan over the years, even surpassing Mo Ting.
"Don't you worry about being condemned?" Mo Ting said.
"Gah!" When Hua Cheng heard it, he was so scared that he flew up and landed somewhere else, "Uncle, why didn't you say it earlier! I've stood there many times. Oh my God!"
"Don't call the sky, the sky will come to condemn you in a while." Feng Yang teased Huacheng.
Unexpectedly, he just finished speaking, "Bang Dang!" With a sound, a thunderstorm suddenly struck down from the sky! Dark clouds gathered quickly in the clear sky, and it didn't take much effort to cover a piece of blue.
Such a big movement can be heard by the entire Panlong Mountain, and the Old Dragon King and Dragon Queen are naturally no exception. The old couple was so scared that they hurriedly flew to Zhengyu Hall: "Ting'er, what's the matter? Yangyang is not scared, right?"
Feng Yang's face was pale and did not say anything. There is a dragon in the house, and he often listens to thunder, especially after he has, in order to cool down, Mo Ting will rain on him and the children from time to time. Every time he hears thunder, the two little guys in his stomach will Will be too excited. However, the thunder just now was different from any thunder that I heard before, and it seemed to shock his heart.
Mo Ting pinched his finger and decided, his face suddenly became very solemn. He and Feng Yang's two children are not about to be born yet, but the thunder strike here is clearly aimed at a member of Panlong Mountain.