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450. Mommy Don't Want Snake Baby 8

Jimo Junyu sat down next to her again, playing with Jimo's heart with his fingers boredly.

"It doesn't have a form yet, it's just a mass of energy."

Jimo Junyu sighed,

"You have to know that it takes more than ten months to conceive a Xuanyuan family child. It may take several years to give birth to a child."[

Jimo Junyu glanced at Ling Xiaotu, who still had no reaction, and continued a little helplessly:

"Of course, your situation is a bit special. Your body is different from ordinary humans, and it may be faster. But don't worry, when I pull them away, they are still just a ball of air."

With no vital signs, Jimo Junyu muttered silently in his heart, seeming to feel a little sorry for the girl in front of him.

Ling Xiaotu said softly:

"Well, thank you."

Jimo Junyu looked at her profile, thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask:

"What are you sad about? Are you sad that your child is gone? Or are you sad about this painful process?"

Jimo Junyu asked slowly like a big brother.

Ling Xiaotu turned her head to look at him, and then said slowly:

"I'm very tired and want to sleep."

Jimo Junyu stroked his forehead,

"Are you going to sleep? Is this avoiding my question?"

"Not really." Ling Xiaotu lay back, sunk softly into the pillow, and continued to look at the ceiling, "No matter what I thought, the fact is that it's over, isn't it?"

Jimo Junyu kept silent.

Ling Xiaotu closed her eyes tiredly,

"Let Xuanyuan Xuantian come over and tell him that I want to go home."

"Ling Xiaotu,,,,"

Ling Xiaotu heard someone calling her again.

It's just that this time the voice is so close, with the cold breath brushing against the skin, making people wake up uncomfortably from the warm quilt.[

When she opened her eyes, she saw those familiar eyes. Xuanyuan Xuantian was standing beside her pillow, leaning over and looking at her.

The black eyes shone coldly on the handsome, sculpture-like face.

However, Ling Xiaotu vaguely felt that he had a different kind of aura that he didn't usually have.

Or should I say, it was a caring gesture, a warm tone,,,,


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