What a poor girl.
Fuduo only felt that the demon saint was very pitiful. Although she was a demon, the curiosity and ignorance in her eyes fully showed that she was not familiar with the world, and she was even purer than the newborn child.
But such a pure person is reduced to a piece of marriage.
Although the man on the other side couldn't see his face clearly, his breath and people's evaluation of him showed that he was not a simple character at all.
It's like Xiao * has gone into a wolf's nest. Her life will not be easy.
All of a sudden, the conference is gone.
Fuduoduo was suddenly in a garden. It was still smoky everywhere, but it was a different scene. Not far away, he saw two people on the high platform.
She was taken aback when she saw more clearly.
The demon saint was already pregnant. She sat in the pavilion in the garden and gently stroked her high stomach. Beside her was the cold man. She talked with the man with a smile, but the man just sipped his tea and said a simple word.
Even so, the saint didn't get angry. Instead, she took the trouble to talk to the man. She took the man's hand and played coquetry in a low voice. She gave all her innocence and thoughts to the man.
And the man's attitude is always cold, at most happy, back to her a simple word.
Fuduo was so angry.
Let's say that girl won't have a good time!
You see, that girl is silly. She comes to marry happily, and has no intention to regard the man she doesn't know as a lover for the rest of her life. What she gets is this ending.
Fuduo really can't stand it.
She rushed over, raised her hand to pat the girl on the shoulder and said in a clear voice, "don't be silly. He doesn't like you at all. Why do you have to please him like this? Husband and wife love each other, not for one person. Maybe you are for your people, but he should also love you for his people! "
However, as if she didn't hear her words, she still held the man's hand and laughed.
Fuduo can't help being impatient. "Did you hear me?"
The demon virgin still has no response.
Not only the demon saint, but also the man and the slave who followed him and her did not look at Fuduo. It seemed that Fuduo did not exist.
Fuduo raised his hand to pat the saint on the shoulder.
But found that her hand through the saint's shoulder, leaving no trace.
She opened her lips in amazement.
Oh, she should be dreaming now, so is she in someone else's dream? Why don't you control your dreams!
Fuduo couldn't help rolling his eyes.
It's the effort of rolling one's eyes that suddenly changes the surrounding scenery.
She was suddenly in the delivery room.
The scream of the demon saint was heartbreaking, and countless immortals surrounded her bed. The blood came out one basin after another, and her scream still continued.
Although it is a dream, fuduoduo is heartbroken and eager to take responsibility for her.
Finally, she gave birth to lin'er.
Fuduoduo saw the rosy clouds all over the sky, the phoenix flying together, and the golden auspicious omen spread all over the heavy sky, the scene was magnificent and spectacular.
In a short time, a feast was held.
Lying in the bed beside her is a white and tender baby. The baby has not yet grown, but it has gone wrinkled. You can see its beautiful face.
Everyone was out celebrating, and her bedroom was cold and quiet, with only one little fairy waiting on her.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open.