Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

"It's been eight days, and there is still no movement."

"..."

"The way this egg is born is different from ordinary ones, and it's also different from ordinary people's egg breaking." Wu Tang ignored Yu Ji's silence and guessed on his own.

"You must know how to hatch when you were born..." Wu Tang asked again, scratching her head in embarrassment, "I think it's not good to hang around my neck all the time, right?"

"..." Wu Tang held onto the necklace on his chest. In the past few days, he had repeatedly tried to get news from Yu Ji. It was not because he wanted to catch Yu Ji's flaws as before, but because he was curious, and he was really worried. Eggs would go wrong on him.

Having said this, Wu Tang's eyes fell on Yu Ji again. He always wanted to know how the egg was born, but he never got a response from Yu Ji, and his curiosity became more and more intense.

After taking a nap, Yu Ji just transformed from a dragon shape into a human body, with fair complexion and long hair hanging smoothly around his waist, and only a black robe with brocade pattern was loosely tied around his body.

The black robe didn't show the waist at all, only the slender ankles were exposed under the calf, which looked quite like a nightgown.

An ordinary man would definitely look decadent, but Yu Ji was dressed in a dignified and elegant manner with his demeanor and impeccable handsome face.

As Wu Tang looked at it, he forgot the original purpose of his eyes, and slid to the only two pieces of Yu Ji's exposed skin—the ankle and the front skirt, and even wanted to explore the hidden place along the loose skirt.

In Yu Ji's arms, there was a short section of calf under Wu Tang's trouser legs, and the golden anklet that fell on it with eyelashes drooping, his fingertips slowly stroking it, noncommittal to Wu Tang's words, but the ears moved at a slow speed. Get crimson.

"It wasn't born by me, and it doesn't need to be hatched." He seemed unable to bear Wu Tang's gaze, and finally said before the roots of his ears turned red.

Even so, he did not stop Wu Tang's gaze, instead he raised his head and met Wu Tang's glazed eyes.

"It's indeed your blood." Noticing that Wu Tang's gaze turned suspicious, Yu Ji spoke first before Wu Tang could ask.

Wu Tang opened his mouth, the egg in his palm was slightly warm, as if to appease his doubts.

"Isn't that right?" Wu Tang's doubts were not resolved, but her brows frowned even tighter.

"Then why?" Wu Tang pursed her lips, put her hands on Yu Ji's shoulders, and for the first time showed her truest thoughts to Yu Ji, "There was a quarrel between you and me because of a misunderstanding, but why do you always Just asking me to trust you, but refusing to tell me clearly?"

"The egg of the fusion of two men's blood, but it was not born by these two men, how do you want me to believe it?"

Wu Tang was a little lonely, even though he said so, he couldn't really doubt Yu Ji in his heart, and he really took these two eggs as his unborn child.

Even in the depths of his subconscious mind, he would find reasons for Yu Ji, maybe Yu Ji had some difficulties and couldn't tell him, such as he once made a poisonous oath not to pass on the art of childbirth to others, otherwise both father and son would die.

The Second Generation Ancestor used to take what he wanted directly, grab it if he couldn't get it, ask someone for help if he couldn't get it, and destroy it directly when he couldn't find someone else.As with things, so with people.

In the past, only his younger brother and Yu Ji were the only ones who made him suffer and still live well. The only person who made him spend his brains thinking hard for the first time, racking his brains to understand, was Yu Ji.

If he finds out afterwards that his guess about Yu Ji was a misunderstanding, then he will sincerely apologize to Yu Ji and have a knee-to-neck conversation with Yu Ji when he is awake. Afterwards, whether Yu Ji will break up with him or forgive him He, he can accept it.

But the premise is that when everything is still unclear, he and Yu Ji need to understand each other better than before.

"I..." Yu Ji's voice was interrupted by Wu Tang after only opening, without causing any ripples, but the strength of holding Wu Tang's ankle was a little stronger.

"I know you want to hold me, and I also want to hold the hand you pull towards me, but you must at least give me a chance, so that I can persuade myself to believe in you."

"Why..." As soon as Wu Tang finished speaking, Yu Ji's eyes were a little dazed, "Why did I keep it from you?"

He seemed to be asking Wu Tang, and also seemed to be repeating meaningless words, and he didn't know if he was talking to himself or what he meant.

"Huh?" Wu Tang was still immersed in his own thoughts, until he woke up with pain in his ankle from Yu Ji's grip, and then realized that Yu Ji's complexion had turned pale at some point.

Wu Tang was startled, a little nervous, and quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Ji tightly held Wu Tang's ankle and palm, his complexion was as pale as paper, and the pure white with a light pink luster did not have the slightest color of blood, but his eyes were shining brightly, staring at Wu Tang firmly.

Although his face was also pale, Yu Ji's undiminished grace even after being seriously injured disappeared without a trace, and his expression in front of Wu Tang was very complicated and changed several times.

"I'm sorry, but I, even... will not let you go..." The expression and tone were filled with guilt, guilt and longing, as well as apology, but the consistent one was blankness.

He also seemed dazed and confused.