He has been a lonely person since he was a child, lacking love too much. Now he finally has a cute little guy who can take care of himself. The black hole in his heart seems to be slowly being filled.
A sense of fulfillment.
A sense of solidity.
Ever since, someone's thoughts were running wildly, until the sky outside the window turned fish-belly white, and he was still smiling happily.
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This house in the suburbs of Yindu is neither big nor small. It has exactly three bedrooms, a large yard, a small kitchen, a living room, and a storage warehouse.
The Bingyao Temple has been hacked by Luo Ge's sword, and Ling Luo's residence in the east hall is gone, so he temporarily lives in one of the houses.
In the middle of the night, Xuanyuan Yu was forced to go next door by her.
She had a good night's rest, and was woken up by a rapid knock on the door early the next morning.
Ling Luo rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, opened the door, saw an anxious Xuanyuan Yu, and asked: "Yu, what's wrong?"
He rarely looks so careless.
"Luo'er, something happened!" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were full of anxiety.
Ling Luo frowned, and immediately lost all sleepiness, and asked: "What happened?"
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, grabbed Ling Luo's wrist, and said, "Hurry up and follow me to see Ze. I think something is wrong with him."
Ling Luo's heart tightened and she asked, "What's wrong?"
"I can't tell, it's just scary anyway." Xuanyuan Yu sighed heavily.
Ling Luo realized the seriousness of the matter and followed Xuanyuan Yu into the bedroom of Xuanyuan Ze's side hall without even having time to put on his heavy fur coat.
At the end of the bedroom, on the bed, lay Ze with his eyes wide open.
His face was extremely strange, his dark golden eyes were wide open, his eyes were dark green, and there was a silly smile on his lips. He looked like he was in a daze.
What's even weirder is that his entire face is covered with a black aura.
"Ze!" Ling Luo was shocked and shouted.
Xuanyuan Ze still maintained that strange expression, indifferent.
Ling Luo felt a chill in his heart and pushed Xuanyuan Ze's body, but he remained motionless.
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes fell on Xuanyuan Ze's bulging belly, and he said in surprise: "Luo'er, look at Ze's belly."
Ling Luo frowned deeply and said, "It's much bigger."
"There's something wrong with that golden egg." Xuanyuan Yu discovered the crux and stretched out his hand to remove Xuanyuan Ze's hand covering his lower abdomen.
Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Ze held on tightly and refused to let go. His dark golden eyes drifted towards Xuanyuan Yu, a fierce light flashed through him, and he said sternly: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Xuanyuan Yu was stunned. Ze would never speak to him with such a fierce expression.
"Ze, please let go of your hand first. There is something wrong with the egg you hatched. Take it out and take a look first." Xuanyuan Yu carefully organized his words.
"Something's wrong? What's wrong?" A hint of sinister color flashed across Xuanyuan Ze's face, and his voice became a little sharper as he said, "You just want to steal my golden egg, right?!"
Xuanyuan Yu's hands froze in mid-air, and the smile on his lips froze. Is the person in front of him really his most beloved brother?
"Ze, how could you talk to Yu like this?" Ling Luo's heart ached when she saw Yu being yelled at.