Metropolitan Super Deity

"How long has it been?"

"Two days ago."

Mu Qingcheng's expression was a little desperate.

"Ling Fei, am I sick? Or am I... a monster? Will you despise me? You will never want me again?"

"Fool, how could it be?"

Ling Fei rubbed her little head and smiled lightly:

"No matter what, you are my wife. In this life, even if it is death, I will not let go of your hand."

"Ling Fei, thank you."

Mu Qingcheng threw himself into Ling Fei's arms, Ling Fei put his chin on Mu Qingcheng's small head and rubbed it lightly.

His gaze fell on Mu Qingcheng's neck, and the small scales were almost overwhelming her neck.

Ling Fei's heart couldn't help being a little dignified.

Even though he wandered around the world of cultivating immortals for many years, he had never seen such a thing.

Generally speaking, only monsters that transform into human form will transform into form due to weak power when they are pregnant.

However, Ling Fei had already input his own true energy, the structure in Mu Qingcheng's body was indeed human, and there was no trace of demon energy in her.

What exactly is going on? Could it be...Because he was of the dragon blood, when Mu Qingcheng was pregnant, he was changed because of the child?

But no matter what, Ling Fei's main task now is to soothe the mood of admiring Qingcheng.

He gently stroked Mu Qingcheng's small head. Not long after, Mu Qingcheng raised his chin, staring at him with big eyes, and said with a hint of imploring tone:

"Husband, can you accompany me to the hospital for the maternity check this afternoon?"

Ling Fei nodded.

"Fool, of course. I am your husband and the father of your child. Who will go if I don't accompany you?"

"Thank you husband."

Mu Qingcheng nestled on Ling Fei's body, and finally landed with an uneasy heart. Ling Fei's broad shoulders gave her an infinite sense of security.

Ling Fei put on a dress for Mu Qingcheng, covered her neck with a high-necked sweater, and pulled her downstairs.

Looking at Mu Qingcheng, the family couldn't help snickering.

"The expectant mother is finally willing to come down."

Mu Qingcheng blushed and said:

"Xiaoxue, you are starting to laugh at me again."

"No, I envy you very much."

After speaking, she gave Ling Fei a bitter look, seeming to blame Ling Fei for not having a baby for her.

Ling Fei was really powerless to give birth to a child.

A monk, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the physique, therefore, the higher the monk's requirements for fertility.

Basically, the lower the cultivation base, the higher the chance of having children. Otherwise, even if you are a big Luo Jinxian, it might be difficult to have children.

This is a destined rule, there is no way.

After all, if two big Luo Jinxians give birth to a child, what if they are a cultivator of Tribulation? Or is it just a fairy? These are all uncertain. And it's against God's way!

On Mu Qingcheng's side, Jiang Yingxue gave Jiang Yingxue a glance.

"Why don't you let Ling Fei go to your room tonight and give you a baby?"

Jiang Yingxue's face turned red all of a sudden.

"What are you talking nonsense? I don't want him to go to my room tonight."

"Really not?"

"You are dead, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going back to my room."

Jiang Yingxue quickly ran towards the room, and everyone couldn't help laughing at her back hurriedly fleeing.

After her figure disappeared completely at the top of the stairs, everyone gradually put away their smiles.

Ling Fei rushed to his mother:

"Mom, I'm going to take Qingcheng for a checkup. I will cook early at noon."

"Okay, I see, I just made the pig's trotters soup for Qingcheng, so she can go there with a little drink."

Soon after Mu Qingcheng had lunch, Ling Fei drove the Rafa that Xia He gave him and drove Mu Qingcheng towards the hospital.

This car was originally in my hometown, but my parents came over and brought it.

Two people came to the hospital, in front of the pregnancy examination department, the elder of the line. Ling Fei hung up his account, accompanied Mu Qingcheng, sitting quietly in a chair and waiting.

Soon, a well-dressed couple hurriedly grabbed the seat next to Ling Fei.

The man wore a privately-made expensive suit, and the woman wore a love suit, all over his body, with jewels, not diamonds, pearls, gold and other precious accessories.

"My wife, sit down first, I'll call the dean and ask him to arrange a department examination for you."

"Well, husband, thank you, you are really capable."

The woman's babbling noise made the people around her goosebumps all over the place.

But men are very suitable, smiling like flowers on their faces.

"Fool, how could your husband let you wait here with others and be wronged? I'm going, you wait a moment."

After he finished speaking, he walked away quickly, and the women around him all turned their eyes on that woman.

The woman, with her chin raised slightly, with an arrogant face, glanced left and right, and she seemed to be very helpful.

However, when her gaze fell on Mu Qingcheng's hand, she suddenly looked a little displeased.

There are actually women in this world who don't envy themselves!

She couldn't help coughing deliberately, which attracted Mu Qingcheng's attention for a moment.

But when she saw Mu Qingcheng's face, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Are you Mu Qingcheng? Back then, the faculty of the Department of Finance and Trade of Jiangbei University, Mu Qingcheng?"

"Do I know you?"

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but frown slightly.

A flash of coldness flashed in the woman's eyes, but she was quickly concealed.

"Oh, Mu University flowers are really forgotten by the nobles. Back then, in Jiangbei University's school flowers appraisal, I was unfortunately defeated by your name, but you forgot very quickly. Why? Look down on people?"

"Sorry, I was only concerned about studying at the time. I didn't pay too much attention to what school flowers weren't. I'm sorry."

"Huh! It doesn't matter, Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years, now it seems that you are not so good at all?"

After finishing talking ~www.readwn.com~ she rushed to Ling Fei's mouth next to Qingcheng.

"Your husband? What do you do? The clothes are too shabby, right? Looking at this body, I am afraid that it is not even a thousand yuan. Mu Qingcheng, even if you look for it, you should find someone with a little more money, right? Xiaobai’s face is the same everywhere, and even if you throw a brick down, you can kill a lot of it. Don’t you feel ashamed to look for such a thing?"

Ling Fei was not angry yet, Mu Qingcheng's pretty eyebrows were already frowned deeply.

"Please speak with respect. I don't want to embarrass you because everyone used to be classmates. I apologize to my husband immediately."

The woman glanced at Mu Qingcheng disdainfully, and said lightly:

"Mu Qingcheng, are you kidding me?"

"Of course I am not kidding. Apologies, speed!"

Mu Qingcheng's face was already extremely cold.

One more, happy new year, do not watch the Spring Festival Gala in the evening, update the whole process. Today is not six, let alone sleep!