Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

002 said firmly: 【It's true.】

Wu Tongxue suddenly touched her stomach and hesitated, "Then what's inside my stomach..."

I gently pressed my belly; it was soft and elastic, with thin abdominal muscles covering my waist, making me look slender and fair-skinned.

Her hoodie was lifted up, revealing off-white pants loosely tied at the hip with a belt, making her waist look exceptionally slender and alluring.

[It's fake, a lie, they don't have children.]

Wu Tongxue let out a soft breath, her face showing relief. "I understand now. From now on, if I bully them again, no one will dare to hit me, after all..."

He has a "child".

He understood; this was a talisman sent to him for protection.

The setting sun, casting a golden glow, sank below the horizon, its last rays falling upon the tender pregnant man, infusing him with a maternal radiance, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

"Bam—"

The flimsy wooden door was smashed open and fell into the living room.

"I want candy, I want candy, I want candy."

"Give me candy now, or else—" The fierce and wicked little boy stood rudely at the door, hands on his hips, and menacingly surveyed the room, trying to find someone who could give him candy.

Qian Yaozu hadn't eaten a single piece of candy all day, and he was very irritable.

Grandma has been missing since the afternoon, and he has eaten all the candy in the house.

He was almost at his breaking point.

They're all useless idiots. Anyone who doesn't give him candy, except for his grandmother, deserves to die.

Qian Yaozu was stocky and round, with his eyes squeezed into a thin slit on his white, bun-like face, and his prickly hair standing on end like a hedgehog.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the man who had just come out of the kitchen.

Wearing a light blue loose sweatshirt and beige trousers, she looked young and energetic, with delicate features and a gentle temperament. Wu Tongxue was startled and frowned as she looked towards the door, tightly holding her glass of water.

Even with a furrowed brow, his eyes remained gentle, and his gaze was full of understanding.

It seemed to be bathed in a layer of white light, both holy and benevolent.

Very similar...

"mom!"

Qian Yaozu's eyes lit up like little light bulbs, and his loud voice was full of excitement.

This is how he imagined his mother to be.

This is his mother.

She sprinted forward, slid to her knees, and hugged her "mother's" leg, blinking her eyes and looking at Wu Tongxue with a face full of adoration.

A question mark slowly appeared in Wu Tongxue's mind.

The little boy looked to be about five or six years old. He was fair-skinned and very endearing, especially his eyes, which were full of affection that made people's hearts melt.

Wu Tongxue pursed her lips. "I'm not your mother."

He is a boy.

Although the system said that men can also get pregnant and give birth, he has never given birth.

"Okay, Mom."

Qian Yaozu's eyes were still sparkling.

So soft, so fragrant, this is the taste of mom.

"Get up first." This child is quite heavy and strong; my legs are almost numb from sitting on him.

Qian Yaozu nodded obediently, like a chick pecking at rice.

Just as Wu Tongxue was about to say something, she interrupted him, "Mom, I need to go to the toilet."

I had no choice but to point him in the direction of the bathroom.

Upon entering the restroom, Qian Yaozu's face showed anxiety as he threw a bunch of things he had pulled out of his pocket into the squat toilet.

A pile of bloody, sticky toys was thrown away and disappeared with the water.

He inexplicably felt that his mother wouldn't like his toys, so he thought he should bring her a flower next time, which she would definitely like.

Wu Tongxue was waiting for him in the living room, with the violently dismantled door not far from her feet.

"Qian Yaozu." Qian Yaozu excitedly told him his name, "Mom, my name is Qian Yaozu."

"Mom, what's your name?"

Wu Tongxue remembered the name; he was the grandson of a kind old lady. She heard that the child's parents had passed away, and the two of them depended on each other for survival.

Yu Guangzhong was like a door panel lying quietly, and the child in front of him was so well-behaved that he felt embarrassed to say anything to him, since his grandmother had given him food before.

There's a landline in the living room. The child remembers the home phone number and calls home directly.

There was no candy at home, so Wu Tongxue gave him a cup of honey water to drink.

It took a long time, so long that Wu Tongxue wondered if she had dialed the wrong number, before the phone was finally answered.

A light drizzle began to fall outside the window, and the little boy swung his legs, sipping honey water with immense happiness.

His mother is so good to him.

Mom should only be good to him.

Wu Tongxue has gotten used to the weather here. It rains every night, and thunderstorms affect the signal, so there is an occasional crackling sound from the electrical circuits on the phone.

"Hello." The voice on the other end was hoarse and weak, but Wu Tongxue still recognized it as the voice of Qian Yaozu's grandmother.

“Auntie, it’s me. Yaozu came to my house. Auntie, which building do you live in? I’ll take him back.”

"Heh...no need..."

Wu Tongxue moved closer. This phone was really unreliable; the signal was so bad.

"Need not……"

"He...he himself...ate it with slurping sounds..."

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

The signal was completely lost, and Wu Tongxue took a while to understand what she had just heard.

There's no need to rush to send the person back.

The aunt seems to be sick.

With the door gone, the living room was drafty, so Wu Tongxue had no choice but to find a way to fix it first.

The culprit came running over with a grin, lifted the door in a few quick movements, and slammed it back down.

Wu Tongxue had only lifted her foot halfway when, before she could stop it, the door had already been re-inserted.

I don't know how he did it, but the door is still in its proper place, although it's still a bit drafty.

Qian Yaozu proudly raised his head.

Wu Tongxue: ...

Mixed feelings.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, almost torrential, and the sky turned dark and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Many figures flashed in and out of the night, changing their shapes, creating a terrifying scene in the rainy night.

"Damn! This is really weird, they've all gone crazy, like mad dogs that have caught a whiff of something."

Charge up, jump, hook onto the railing, spin and flip, and kick the stinky thing behind you over.

Chen Xue gripped the dagger tightly, turned and ran without lingering, not forgetting to mutter, "Damn, so ugly."

They're all bizarre, but how come some are so beautiful while others are so unbearable to look at?

The strangely shaped eyeballs, barely resembling human form, rolled several meters away, their countless eyes darting about, taking in the surroundings.

"Hehe—" Little Master.

"Hehehe—" Where are you?

The eyeball had just taken a nap and woke up to find itself lying in the sewer. Now all it wants is to find its owner.

On this road, we encountered many strange things that we inexplicably wanted to fight.

Instead of chasing after the two who had run far away, he steadied himself, turned his body 360 degrees, looked in all directions, and then considered running in one direction.

Wu Qi exclaimed, "This dungeon is indeed not simple."

Tonight, on their journey, they encountered many strange and bizarre things: severed fingers, hair, eyeballs...

Since the dungeon was upgraded to A-rank at noon, the difficulty of survival has increased noticeably.