Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

"Forget it, and patiently board for a while, it should come back." Xuanyuanyao did not know whether it was comforting auspiciousness or unraveling himself.

"Emperor, you really seem to care." Please press and hold the big hand he wants to pull away, auspiciously the other hand touched slightly on the side, "Baby, your father is calling you, wake up, move a little it is good."

The voice fell, and Xuanyuan Yao only felt a strange contraction in the palm of his hand. There was a small object, struggling upward from the auspicious belly, the amplitude was not large, but the touch was so clear that someone who was used to the wind and waves The emperor was stunned for a moment, unable to remember to take the next action.

"It's such a good boy." Auspicious mood is very happy, the smile on the lips is filled with warmth and happiness. At this moment, her eyes become completely clear, and the old haze can no longer be seen a little.

"Yeah, I have never seen such an obedient child." Xuan Yuanyao's echo is very small, completely instinctive to follow the words of the little queen, in fact, he is still immersed in an indescribable In the state, the first intimate contact with the child made him immediately reduced to a most ordinary expectant father, surprise and cheer, all for the miracle of life. [

"Wait for war, he will soon be born, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, he will love to be close to his father emperor very much." No matter how people see Xuanyuanyao at the moment, they can easily see from his expression I read a lot of tender feelings, and Jixiang allowed himself to be immersed in this atmosphere, and even forgot the topic just discussed by the two of them.

Long time, long time.

Xuanyuan took a long breath and made up his mind, "He Lianchuan's future must always listen to his opinions. I will call him tonight, and then think of a way to hurry up the truce. There are many things to prepare."

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PS: There are garbled characters in the wind, don’t do anything.

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