What the hell am I pregnant with? [Interstellar]

"So, what's going on here?" Dewar folded his hands on his chest and held them tightly, fearing that as soon as he gave them away, he eagerly hugged the little ginseng into his arms.

Tong Xiao stepped forward, pointed at the little ginseng and smiled brightly: "This is your son."

Hearing this, Dewar couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged the little ginseng in his arms with both hands. Don't look at the quick but gentle movements.

The little ginseng seemed a little unhappy, and twisted its fat little body.

Dewar held it with one hand and touched the little ginseng with the other. Although it looked like a radish, it was chubby to the touch, and the touch was not much different from human skin, especially when the little ginseng looked at him, the feeling was very It's amazing, once you hug her like this, you don't want to let go.

"Puff." The little ginseng twisted, and he stretched out his two chubby hands towards Angus next to him, obviously wanting to be hugged by someone else.

Dewar nodded his forehead and said with a helpless smile: "I'm your father, don't you want to hug you?"

Little Ginseng tilted his head as if he was thinking, but he wasn't making a fuss after all, he was much calmer than before.

Dewar hugged his daughter-in-law with one arm and the other, and asked curiously, "What's the matter? She gave birth as soon as she came back."

Tong Xiao immediately raised his hand and signaled, "The Rat King pulled out the little ginseng just like that. I was so scared at the time. Fortunately, the little ginseng that was pulled out changed in a short time."

Dewar's mouth twitched. He thought of many ways, but he never thought that his son was born in such a way.

It always feels too random...

After Tong Xiao finished speaking, he looked at the little ginseng in the tall man's arms, and continued: "He has to continue to practice. If he works hard, he will be half-human in a hundred years, and he will be in a few hundred years. In human form."

Dewar was a little speechless, thankful that he was not a pure human, otherwise he might not be able to survive and turn into a human.

He asked curiously again: "Then what about you, what shapeshifter?"

Tong Xiao was a little complacent, and couldn't help puffing out his chest: "800 years, I'm the most powerful demon without any transformation."

"Ah."

There was a mocking sound from behind, and Zuo Lan said as he walked: "You have the nerve to say, if you are not lucky, it is possible to return to the initial stage of the little ginseng, not to mention the transformation."

Zuo Lan knew how some of them came to Interstellar.

It can be said that among the few, Tong Xiao had the best luck, and the others remained unchanged like fat and poor, or they retreated from Zhizhi and Pingping, but Tong Xiao took advantage of this opportunity to transform into form.

But speaking of it, the opportunity in practice is the most important point. These opportunities are hard to come by, and it is his good fortune that Tong Xiao can meet them.

The little ginseng that fell to the ground is an extremely active child.

It is not big, but its two short legs are extremely capable of running. Often, if one of them is not paying attention, the little guy will disappear.

At the beginning, the two novice fathers were a little worried, but then they found that although the little ginseng had just landed, it was quite capable. The most important thing was that if ordinary people wanted to catch it, they couldn't catch it without some skills.

Just like now, Marlowe felt like crying. He looked up at the beam and shouted, "My little ancestor, hurry up and get down, and be careful not to fall."

"Pfft." The little ginseng spit out a word, and then jumped off the sorghum. Just when Marlow raised his hand in horror to catch it, a branch grew from the little ginseng's hand, which was directly wrapped around the beam. on, and then swinging on the swing laughingly.

The laughter spread far away, but Marlowe broke out in a cold sweat.

He knew that if he wanted to pick it up, he would definitely be able to catch it, but he just panicked.

"Little ginseng, come down and take you to eat." Angus walked over, stood below and waved slightly.

With just such a short sentence, the little ginseng got down obediently and got into Angus' arms, very obediently.

Marlowe gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "Master Angus, Little Ginseng really likes you."

Angus had a smile on his lips, didn't he.

No one can explain why the little ginseng loves him so much, but he enjoys it quite a bit, especially the way his brother is jealous and wants to jump. Although he didn't show it obviously, he still laughed in his heart.

"Puff." Little Ginseng grabbed it with his chubby hands.

Angus seemed to understand, and asked, "What do you want to drink? Nutrient solution or mang tree juice?"

These are the two things in the recipe of small ginseng.

The former is extremely cheap and the latter is surprisingly expensive.

Obviously there are two extremes, but the little ginseng loves these two.

"Pfft." The little ginseng let out a sound, and stretched out its tongue to lick its lips, obviously hungry.

Angus hugged him and walked towards the house, "Okay, I'll prepare a big jar of nutrient solution for you. After drinking it, you can rest well and don't go out to make trouble, you know?"

Little Ginseng stretched out his short arms to wrap around Angus' neck, and rubbed his face against Angus' cheek, looking extremely intimate.

This scene happened to be seen by Dewar and Zuo Lan in the room.

The faces of the two of them sank in an instant, and the room was full of sourness.

"As a father, you can't take care of your son?" Zuo Lan snorted coldly. He was reluctant to say a word about Angus and Little Ginseng, but it didn't mean that Dewar, who was an older brother and also a father, was unwilling and sneered Said: "You can't even control your son, will you be too useless as a man?"

Dewar glanced at him: "I, a useless man, can still give birth to a son, how about you?"

Zuo Lan narrowed her eyes, "I'll just wait until you give birth to one."

Just thinking about that time relieved his anger, he felt that he had to provide Tong Xiao with some counterattack strategies in private, let him take down this hateful man as soon as possible, and then add a younger brother and sister to the villain.

Dewar felt a little chill all over.

He shook his head, got up and stood up, and when he walked to Angus, he said, "You will take the little ginseng tonight."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly slipped away without waiting for a response, and finally the little guy fell to the ground. Of course, he had to grab the short guy and eat it from beginning to end.

Zuo Lan, who was a step behind, was furious: "My son brings it himself! You bastard!"

However, no matter how loud the voice was, they couldn't shout back.

Zuo Lan looked back at the little guy in Angus's arms who was drinking the nutrient solution with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he was a little bit of an eyesore. He stepped forward with a smile and made an idea: "Why don't we hand him over to Marlowe? Anyway, he There is a lot of time."

Angus glanced at him, "Why don't I hand you over to Marlowe? I'll sleep with the villain myself."

"puff!"

Zuo Lan hadn't replied yet, but the little ginseng was very happy, drinking the nutrient solution faster.

Compared with the happy face of Little Ginseng, Zuo Lan's face was completely black.

So, on the night before they were going to leave.

Two situations in two rooms.

There was a little guy lying in the middle of the bed in one room, Zuo Lan could only have a hard time with his hands, and couldn't do anything else.

But the other room was different.

Tong Xiao was extremely cooperative, with bright eyes in his eyes, he lay on the bed and said to the tall man, "Let's have another one."

Dewar always felt flustered, he said: "The little ginseng is just born, and it will take a few years before it is born."

Tong Xiao pouted, "Then I have to add a playmate to him."

Dewar stroked his hair, "With his tossing strength, he can have fun even without a playmate."

Although, lying next to the short man, he said again: "Why do you want to give birth again?"

Tong Xiao turned over and lay directly in the arms of the tall man. He smirked: "It wasn't me who gave birth, but you who gave birth. It's only fair for us to be born once."

Dewar took a deep breath, he felt that he had to dispel Tong Xiao's thoughts no matter what.

First of all, let Tong Xiao enjoy the fun of doing what he loves to do. The first time between the two of them, even if Dewar was a little confused, he knew it was a disaster. What he has to do now is to make this disaster a reality. become beautiful.

……

So, the next morning, Tong Xiao couldn't get up.

Even when it was time to leave, he was still lying on the bed, moaning and waving weakly to ask Dewar not to make trouble with him.

In the end, Dewar had no choice but to wait for the short man to dress him well, then wrapped him in a thin blanket and carried him out.

With the situation of the two of them, even a blind person can guess what happened last night.

Zuo Lan's bared teeth became louder and louder. Yesterday he couldn't hug his lover, and he was almost kicked under the bed by the little ginseng. When he got up in the morning, he looked at his lover holding someone else in his arms. He never wanted to taste it again.

He even directly grabbed the leaves from the little ginseng's head, threw him over, and said, "I take my baby with me."

The little ginseng that was thrown into the air swayed its limbs. It froze for a while and then grinned non-stop. After being caught by Dewar, he broke free again, and then ran towards Zuo Lan with his short legs. Stretching out his hands at his feet, "Puff puff."

He made it clear that he still wanted to play.

Zuo Lan covered his forehead, how could this little guy be as virtuous as that brat Eggy?

Is this kind of high-tossing game really that fun?

"Puff." Little Ginseng, who didn't get a response, reached out and tugged at Zuo Lan's pants.

Zuo Lan glanced down at him, not going to answer him.

The little ginseng tilted its head slightly, looking a little eager, and there was hope in its big eyeballs, looking at the pitiful one, but Zuo Lan just held back, and he worked together to raise six little ones. He knew that once he compromised, the future Don't even think about being idle.

As a result, the little ginseng was pulling the hand of the trousers, pulling and pulling, and the strength became stronger, and a "stab" sound was heard.

The colorful underpants inside the trousers were exposed in front of everyone.

Compared with some of the flowery pants that Poongpo likes.