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"MoMo!"

Suddenly, a deep, magnetic voice filled with tender affection abruptly entered Mo Li's ears. She was startled, then turned her head and looked over with a mixture of uncertainty and anticipation in her eyes.

moment

Her expression changed to one of boundless joy, and she watched as the tall, noble man, who exuded a cold aura, gradually transformed into a gentle, warm presence as he approached her.

Before she could say anything?

next moment

She and the little carp in her arms fell into a cold embrace, and she was enveloped by a unique aura, like that of a snow pine tree on a high mountain.

"I miss you so much, Momo, do you miss me?"

Before she could answer, she felt a cool touch on her forehead. The kiss carried boundless affection and longing, endless tenderness, and indescribable self-reproach, guilt, and apology...

Although the two people didn't actually get to know each other for long, there are always some people whose hearts are perfectly aligned and whose auras are in complete harmony.

It's as if they don't need to say anything; they can guess what the other is trying to express simply by relying on the special sense of presence and illusion between them.

So

Before Di Jue could say anything, Mo Li, holding Xiao Li Bao, slightly pulled away from his embrace, raised her slender fingers to touch his thin lips, her tone clearly coquettish:

"You! If you keep holding her like this, our little carp will be squashed by you, her father. And let me tell you, this gift you gave your daughter is quite special."

He paused for a moment, then his voice became incredibly gentle:

“Ah Jue, some things don’t need to be said. For us, it is because of your protection that we have such peace and joy. Moreover, your safe and unharmed return is more precious than anything else and is what we truly need.”

Emperor Jue never imagined that one day he would feel moved, let alone that his heart, which he thought had long since hardened, would be soaked in honey.

Is that so?

So sweet!

He tightened his upper arm slightly, looking down at the two figures, one big and one small, in his arms with doting tenderness, as if, at this moment, he was holding the most precious treasure in the world to him.

"Momo, I love you. You and the babies are the most precious treasures in my life. I will listen to you and not say anything else." But I will remember everything in my heart. In this life, I will protect you with my life and give you everything I can.

"Well……"

While he was speaking, Mo Li fed him a pill that she had refined with her own special abilities over the past few days:

"Here! This is to help you recover. You must be exhausted from fighting on the battlefield for so long. To fight the Zerg Queen for so long and still achieve final victory, you truly deserve to be called the Marshal of the Central Empire."

As she spoke, she gently tapped the tip of Xiao Li Bao's pink nose, which was wide open like a pair of big, black grapes, its eyes sparkling as if they held a thousand stars.

"Don't you think Dad is amazing? We're all so proud of him, right?"

“Chuckle…”

The only response to Mo Li was Xiao Li Bao's laughter, and she stretched out her chubby little hand and grasped one of Di Jue's fingers with a little effort.

To this

Mo Li was incredibly surprised:

"Wow! I didn't expect our little carp to like Daddy Jue so much the first time we met! It seems we really like our great hero too!"

"No, I should say he's a handsome hero, right? He's such a looks-obsessed kid."

That's right, among the five dads of the kids, if we were to rank them by looks, Emperor would definitely be number one.

Otherwise, why would Mo Li have been willing to treat Di Jue in the first place? Even if she didn't want to admit it, she still had to admit that she and Xiao Li Bao were the same – both were attracted to good-looking people.

At first, it really was just about his looks. Plus, he was the only person, besides the original four men, who made my heart flutter after I traveled to the interstellar world.

Besides, it seems like there's really no one more handsome than Emperor Jue.

He was known as the most handsome man in the Central Empire, a man who seemed like a god.

What woman wouldn't be attracted to a man like that?

At this moment, Mo Li couldn't help but linger her gaze on his handsome face for a few more seconds. There was love in his eyes, an appreciation for beautiful things, and it was definitely not the kind of infatuated, infatuated look.

suddenly

A low laugh came from above her head:

"Momo looks just like our little carp. They really are mother and daughter. It seems my face is still somewhat useful."

Mo Li: "......"

What she really wanted to say was, "Your face is the most lethal weapon, okay?"

You've easily captivated countless interstellar girls. You probably don't realize it yourself, but you're ranked number one on the list of men most people want to marry on the interstellar network.

But what?

The sudden change in atmosphere, carrying a hint of ambiguity, made Mo Li somewhat uncomfortable, especially since the children were still there.

"Hey, doesn't Ajue want to hug his son? Look, little Junbao is looking at you expectantly with his big, round eyes."

Does it really matter whether it's genuine anticipation or mere curiosity?

It doesn't matter; the important thing is that the father and son can have their first hug.

Upon hearing this, Di Jue turned his attention to Xiao Junbao, who was playing with his little feet. When his gaze fell on Xiao Junbao's face, which resembled a miniature version of his own, he was slightly taken aback.

Mo Li almost burst out laughing at their expressions, and a sentence suddenly popped into her mind:

"We recognized each other through our eyes; we were like mirror images of each other."

"Pfft..."

In the end, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

I was amused by the sentence I had imagined myself saying.

"Little Carp, look at your brother and Daddy Jue, don't they really want to look in the mirror? What about you? You and Mommy want to look in the mirror too!"

As he spoke, Dijue gently and carefully cradled Xiao Junbao in his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness. After all, these little ones are angels.

Little Junbao didn't cry at all when he was held in his father's arms for the first time. Instead, he was full of curiosity and a little affection. With Dijue's gentle coaxing, he fell asleep in less than five minutes.

As a new father, Di Jue longed to return to Mo Li and the babies, holding the soft little bundle in his arms and looking at Mo Li's beautiful little face. At this moment, he finally felt a sense of reality, no longer the dreamlike, unreal feeling he had on the battlefield due to excessive longing.