"If you're looking for a wife, just look for a wife. Why are you being so reserved...can it make you look more innocent?"
Hearing Zheng Qing's veiled mention of the person from Qingqiu Mansion, Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and turned on his venomous tongue. At the same time, he also immediately remembered the scene in front of the library when he received the paper crane, and couldn't help but turn around.
He complained to the fat wizard: "And you, can you be a little more serious when you write this letter? What the hell is the word 'fetal movement'!"
The heavy atmosphere was broken.
Fatty Xin also wisely forgot about crow-related topics and wondered what was wrong with his choice of words.
The doctor briefly explained the previous misunderstanding.
The fat wizard leaned forward and backward in laughter.
It makes people doubt that he will break his waist.
"You're sweating profusely now, Zha Sang!"
He patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder with a teasing look on his face: "I remember the great wizard Oscar Wilde said that everything in the world is about sex, except sex itself; sex is about magic... If you really want to hug each other, go to the harem.
, then you will definitely need great magic power."
Zheng Qing ignored the fat wizard's nonsense, just shook off his fat paws, and concentrated on looking at the three fetal bags on the sunflower disk.
But after staring for a long time, the three elves never got out of the seemingly extremely thin afterbirth. Instead, the elves dancing around the sunflower fell from mid-air one after another, converged their wings, raised their heads, and hugged their hands.
, praying eagerly.
"How long do you think they will stay in there?"
Zheng Qing straightened up and turned around to ask.
The fat wizard's eyes intertwined with Zheng Qing's, and his fat face was filled with wrinkles.
"The water is too deep, you will drown." He used a certain phrase from the doctor and kept laughing, as if he was poisoned by a magic potion.
"Is it that funny?" Zheng Qing was a little confused.
"There is always a moment in life that makes you crazily raise the corners of your mouth every time you think about it." Xiao Xiao also took out his black-shell notebook at this time. After finishing recording, he raised his head and glanced at the people in the barrier.
The elf considered it: "As for how long they will stay, I tend to need at least one more day. After all, it takes at least a month for a fire dragon to break out of its shell, and a week for a fishman to bite out its follicles. Although the afterbirths of these elves are artificial.
Made, but as a..."
Chichi.
The fat wizard thought of something again, hugging his belly and smiling with tears in his eyes.
Noticing Zheng Qing's slightly ferocious look, the fat wizard immediately held back tears and defended: "...Don't look at me with that look, I just thought of happy things."
"Is it because the corners of the mouth of the slit girls are so high every day because they are thinking about happy things all the time?" As he spoke, Zheng Qing stretched out his hand and made a tearing motion on the fat wizard's face: "If you laugh again, be careful of me.
Let’s turn you into a slit man!”
Stab!
A weak but clear tearing sound echoed in the small dormitory.
Zheng Qing did not tear the fat wizard's mouth to pieces, but the fat wizard was like a duck being strangled by the neck, and his devilish laughter stopped abruptly. At the same time, Zheng Qing's raised hand also stopped in mid-air, and turned his head.
He looked at the desk in shock.
Within the boundary.
Sunflowers on a flower tray.
The afterbirth, which several young wizards expected to last for more than a day, was suddenly torn open, revealing a small segment of white arms like lotus joints, like a newborn baby.
As if aware of the momentary stagnation in the room, the little hand squeezed hesitantly and waved it left and right, as if greeting everyone.
Hurrah!
The elves that had just landed on the table all vibrated their wings and rushed to fly towards the arm, as if they wanted to be the first to touch the newborn elves, but they all timidly stopped at the last moment.
One by one, you squeezed me and I squeezed you, huddled together quietly and enthusiastically.
Zheng Qing resisted the urge to break through the barrier arranged by Xiao Xiao.
The three big faces opened their eyes wide and looked in very rudely, squeezing each other, with eager faces, like the wolf grandmother clinging to the glass window in winter and looking into the house.
Stab! Stab!
There were two more subtle tearing sounds, and the other two sleeping afterbirths on the sunflower disk almost simultaneously stretched out an arm and greeted everyone.
For some reason, a cheerful children's song suddenly appeared in Zheng Qing's mind -
A seed is planted in my heart.
It can fulfill small wishes and has magical magic
I heard every kid wants it
Ready~
Let’s explore together!
…
The little elves inside the afterbirth seemed to have sensed the children's songs in the boy's heart. Along with the rhythm of the music, they swayed happily from side to side. When they said, "Stop procrastinating, the sun is about to go down," they all broke free of the layer of afterbirth.
He poked his head out one after another, revealing three delicate and beautiful little faces.
beautiful.
It's like flowers blooming in the small garden of Qingqiu Mansion.
Zheng Qing held his breath and watched them break out of their afterbirths little by little, shake out their curled wings little by little, and grow up little by little in the wind, from the size of a fist to three feet tall in an instant; watching their long green hair
, green eyes, and the beautiful dark green gauze skirt on her body; watching them open their eyes, looking around with curious and timid eyes, until their eyes came into contact with him, naturally, he felt their joy
.
Come on!
Come on!
The little elves gathered around the flower plate eagerly swarmed up and ate the shed afterbirths of the three 'big elves'. This behavior is very rare for the little elves, because they usually only eat the magic dew prepared by the host.
Very little solid food is consumed.
However, considering that the main ingredient of that layer of afterbirth is also a magic potion, it seems acceptable.
"Xixi..."
"babble…"
When the three elves first spoke, they made sounds like other elves, but soon, other syllables came out of their mouths, as if they were trying to make different sounds.
At the same time, they flapped their wings that were not very stretched, left the desk, and flew towards the boys. They bypassed Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin very accurately on the way, obviously wanting to give Zheng Qing their first hug.
"babble…"
"Hey..."
Zheng Qing happily opened his arms to welcome his little girl.
"Errrr..."
"Bah bah bah!"
"Zhazha!"
"Zhazha? Zhazha!"
Before the relief on Zheng Qing's face faded, he froze in place. His outstretched arm stopped in mid-air, neither retracting nor extending. His whole body seemed to be frozen by a cold wind blowing from the abyss.
Fatty Xin hugged his belly and laughed again.
This time, Zheng Qing had no reason to stop him, because Xiao Xiao, who had always been calm, also lowered his head and shook his shoulders. Only three elves rushed towards the 'old father', not knowing why, but still talking about 'slag'
He threw himself into Zheng Qing's arms and screamed with great enthusiasm.
(End of chapter)
This chapter has been completed!