She quickly said: "Hey, son, your mother is still eating. Are you moving so hard, do you want to turn my mother's stomach over?"
Her son seemed to understand her words and immediately stopped moving.
Only then did she reach out her hand to touch her belly with satisfaction, and praised with a smile: "This is my mother's good boy."
Dongfang Xing's burning eyes were staring straight at her belly, and he still couldn't believe it even now.
"Can he really understand what you are saying?" Sure enough, it's a strange thing... no, it's a divine fetus.
"Of course, mother and son are connected, haven't you heard?" Xiahou Huan'er immediately became upset.
"Did he... make you uncomfortable?" This was what he was most concerned about.
"Of course not. He is so well-behaved that he is not willing to torment me." Xiahou Huan'er said disgustingly.
Dongfang Xing was depressed for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Before hearing Luo Huaixi's words, did you know what kind of fetus you were carrying?"
Xiahou Huan'er ate her food leisurely and looked at his depressed expression. She found it funny.
She stopped teasing him and said directly: "Of course, this is the child I am carrying, how could I not know?"
"Then tell me, what is he?" Dongfang Xing reached out to hold her wrist with some excitement.
Xiahou Huan'er swallowed the food in her mouth, turned her head, looked at him, and said with a rare seriousness on her face: "Since you want to know, then I will tell you, but you have to believe me and ignore what I say.
How ridiculous, he is your son."
Dongfang Xing nodded and said, "I'm mentally prepared."
"He..." Xia Houhuan'er was about to say it when the baby suddenly kicked her lightly. She was stunned for a moment and thought to herself, the baby didn't want his parents to know his identity?
Her eyes suddenly dimmed, but at this moment, she happened to catch a glimpse of a figure disappearing from the corner.
She immediately understood that the baby knew someone was eavesdropping and reminded her.
A joyful smile appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's lips, and then she reached out and hooked Dongfang Xing's neck, pulled him close to her, and said in a voice that only two people could speak: "He is a zombie baby."
"What?" Although he had already been mentally prepared, when the words were confirmed from her mouth, he was still shocked like a bolt from the blue, and he was so excited that he almost couldn't help but jump.
Xiahou Huan'er knew that this must be a difficult fact for him to accept. She grabbed his hand and bowl tightly and stared at him: "No matter what he is, he is indeed yours."
Son, if you really can't accept it, I can understand."
I'm afraid not many people in this world can calmly accept that their son is an alien.
If he really couldn't accept it, she wouldn't force it. She insisted on keeping the baby and giving birth to it. Even if the whole world turned its back on him, she wouldn't give up on him.
Dongfang Xing stood up awkwardly, with a shocked look on his face as if he had seen a ghost. He slowly pulled her hand away.
Xiahou Huan'er watched him pull away his hand bit by bit, her heart felt like it was being pinched by an invisible palm, and the pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
He pulled her hand away, couldn't he accept it?
She wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat and nothing could come out.
Looking at his obscure expression, she could only laugh. Only by letting herself laugh could it give herself strength.
