Chapter 26 Ninety percent full, Killing God Bibi Dong!
"You're welcome, Grandpa Ghost."
Qian Renjue responded to Ghost Douluo softly with a heartwarming smile on his face.
For him, the sound of the system was just an unexpected surprise.
Turn around and return to Qian Renxue.
Qian Renjue was about to raise the bowl in his hand and have a hearty fight.
But I saw Qian Xunji still sitting next to him.
The extra bowl in his hand should be Qian Xunji's.
Just now
Qian Renxue naturally noticed the wonderful change in Qian Xunji's expression.
While holding the hot porridge and hesitating
Qian Renjue had already approached her one step ahead.
Concerned: "Are you hungry, daddy? Do you want to eat with Jue? Jue can feed you."
In this regard, Qian Xunji naturally kept nodding.
“Hungry, hungry!”
This child-like speech made Ju and Ghost dare not raise their heads at all.
Afraid of being missed by Qian Xunji.
Looking at Qian Xunji’s mouth waiting for his son to feed him.
Qian Renxue couldn’t help but blush for him.
She knew that Qian Xunji was no longer the father she remembered.
Such a father.
It is indeed something people want to cherish.
A few people present enjoyed it as much as Qian Xunji.
Then there is only Qian Renjue.
On the other hand, Tiangang touched Qian Xunji's head and asked him to eat slowly.
"Dad, please eat slowly, you haven't even taken a few bites!"
"Pfft!"
Qian Renxue couldn't help laughing anymore.
There is a smile and a little twist in the bright purple eyes.
Step forward and come to Qian Renjue.
She said softly: "Jue, sister is already full, let me feed daddy."
"Sister."
"Okay, okay!"
No After Qian Renjue finished speaking, Qian Xunji nodded excitedly.
Muttered: "Xiao Jue, go and feed yourself first."
"Well, Jue knows."
Qian Renjue nodded slightly and stepped aside. Location.
Come to the campfire, fill yourself up again, and get a skewer of barbecue.
Qian Xunji was in a good mood.
Chaoju and Ghost commanded:
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, serve it yourself if necessary. Two children cannot eat so much."
"I understand!"
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo agreed in unison.
But he kept his head buried, not daring to look around or take Qian Xunji's words seriously.
Two children can’t eat that much.
But you still have yourself!
Being fed by his children in turn, Qian Xunji felt that what they fed was not rice.
But spoonful after spoonful of something called ‘happiness’.
Even if you are full.
Qian Xunji still doesn’t want to stop.
After all, this kind of thing can only be enjoyed once and then once.
"Dad, are you really not full?"
Qian Renxue frowned and looked at Qian Xunji's stretched-out clothes.
"Ahem. It's still close."
Qianxunji coughed twice and put his palms on the ground, unable to straighten up.
“But daddy is gone!”
Qian Renjue’s voice sounded, a little loud.
Qian Renxue looked back curiously.
Qian Renjue was holding the small pot, raising his head and sticking out his tongue.
Pour the leftover soup from the side of the pot into your mouth.
This funny and cute appearance made Qian Renxue feel dumbfounded.
"Jue, aren't your hands hot?!"
"No, sister, the pot is already cold."
Qian Renjue poked his head sideways Come on, lick your lips and lick your mouth.
Looked towards Qian Xunji.
"If Dad is still hungry, let's grill some more meat."
"..."
Qian Renxue looked back at Qian Xunji with suspicious and weird eyes. .
"Uh-huh."
Qian Xunji chuckled, trying to look normal.
Shaking his head slightly:
“Forget it about the barbecue, it’s already very late anyway, and it’s enough to be nine-tenths full.”
Hear Qian Xunji’s voice.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo both had twitching corners of their mouths.
Ninety percent full? ! Just looking at the belly, someone who didn’t know better would have thought she was pregnant.
Is this still their Pope?
It’s so cruel!
"Dad, are you really okay?"
Qian Renxue looked concerned.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and poke it gently at his belly.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Qianxunji sat cross-legged and straightened up, Qian Renxue looked at her old face and turned red.
I want to send her away.
"Xiaoxue, you'd better take Xiaojue to wash up briefly and rest early, it's getting late."
"Okay."
Qian Ren Xue shook her head helplessly, stood up and greeted Qian Renjue.
"Jue, come here. Go back to the carriage with your sister."
"Coming!"
Qian Renjue quickly put down the pot in his hand and took Qian Renxue little hands.
Looking back, I realized something was wrong with Qian Xunji.
"Sister, what's wrong with dad? His shoulders are shaking."
Qian Renxue looked back and said with a smile:
"Maybe he eats It was too fast and too full, so I hiccupped.”
“Didn’t Dad say I’m nine times full?”
In Qian Renjue’s confused voice, Qian Renxue pulled him up. Got the carriage.
Watching the two little guys disappear from sight.
Qian Xunji was no longer depressed, her shoulders were shaking, and she was hiccupping and burping non-stop.
"Uh! Uh!."
Ju Douluo couldn't help but ask softly: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"I uh! What can happen uh!"
Qianxunji touched her belly, lying on the grass, burping and smiling on her face.
Even if something happens, it is a happy event.
It feels good to be a child.
Qian Xunji looked at the stars in the sky, squinting his eyes and waiting for digestion.
Ju and Ghost looked at each other, guarding each other.
Half an hour passed.
Qianxunji stood up and ordered:
"Yueguan, Guimei, I will trouble you to pick up Dong'er tomorrow."
"I understand. ! ”
After receiving their responses, Qian Xunji walked towards the carriage.
I watched him make some awkward movements when he got into the car.
Ju Douluo really wanted to go up and caress her.
Wait for Qian Xunji to get into the carriage.
Ju Douluo couldn't help it and said softly:
"Old ghost, have you noticed that His Majesty the Pope has become a little unreasonable."
Ghost Douluo's hand At this time, he was still holding the bowl given to him by Qian Renjue.
He glanced at Ju Douluo faintly.
said meaningfully:
"There is a reason for His Majesty the Pope's change. You will understand it later, Chrysanthemum."
The words fell.
Put away the bowl in his hand without leaving a trace.
Ju Douluo had a weird face and couldn't help but step forward and touch Ghost Douluo's forehead.
"You damn ghost, is there nothing wrong with you?"
Ghost Douluo smiled and said:
"I'm doing very well, better than ever before."< br>
"Sick, you are definitely sick!"
Looking at the smile on Ghost Douluo's face, Ju Douluo was even more sure of the fact that he was sick.
Evening.
Qian Xunji was too stretched to sleep.
Just quietly watching the two little guys sleeping soundly.
……
The next day.
Near the Killing City, on a certain blue and silver grassland.
Standing is a graceful figure.
The long burgundy dress exudes hostility all over her body.
But at this time.
Her murderous eyes were mixed with tenderness.
Looking quietly at the empty kit in his hand.
Whoosh!
The breeze stirred, and the long skirts and hair fluttered.
Two figures suddenly appeared on the left and right in front of her.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo bowed slightly.
“Congratulations to Her Majesty the Holy Virgin for crossing the road to hell and becoming the God of Death!”
“We are here to help you on the orders of the Pope”
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)