After dressing up as a demon, i was pregnant with a cub

Part 63

little kids always need to spend more time sleeping, whether humans or birds.

smelling man wine shrunk under he drunken's wings and fell asleep, the latter looked at this smaller bird than himself, as if suddenly understanding why this little thing was so small--was it calculated according to his smallest form?

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if it is the current form, it is more reasonable to give birth to such a small cub.

he fixed his gaze on the bird for a long time, wrapped it tighter with his wings, overheard the sound of its wings flapping, and when he looked up, he found that it was the little white bird that the red snow grass king had transformed into, landing lightly in front of the birdcage, curiously probing them.

the size of the little white bird is about the same size as the current he drunk, it sees that the two "same kinds" are in the bird cage, it seems to think that it should be its own place, and it also learns to smell people's wine and try to drill in, but the size is limited, and it can't drill in.

the little white bird chirped eagerly, and it circled around the birdcage, and suddenly its body glowed with white light, and it transformed itself into its original form and transformed into a plant.

the all-over white plant tried to stretch its leaves toward the inside of the birdcage, but encountered invisible resistance, and the forbidden prohibition of the smell of falling knocked it out, even if it changed its form and could pass through the gaps, it still could not enter.

a plant moving in front of his eyes, this situation is still strange, he drunk looked at it for half a moment, and his heart was even more confused - so how did the smelling people's wine come in, and the prohibition of smelling people's drinks was ineffective for him?

this little thing may really have the ability to reach the heavens.

the red snow grass king tried fruitlessly, and changed back into a bird form, it jumped up and down near the bird cage, making he drunk and unable to rest, and was thinking about what means to take to make it quiet, when he suddenly saw a hand open the yarn tent, and the two birds in the cage that were clinging to each other, and the third bird who frantically wanted to go in outside the cage, issued a doubtful "um".

he stretched out his finger to open the cage door, and the little white bird immediately issued a cheerful "chirp" and jumped into it to join the same kind.

smell the people: "..."

this shouldn't be.

obviously, he specially created a bird cage for zun shang, how could he mix in a bunch of other birds?

"exclusive" lost its meaning, and the smelling people sighed and said, "your excellency, you still come out." "

he drunk lifted his eyelids to look at him, and then shrunk his claws under his belly, completely unmoved.

he had just put the heat here and let him out again? when he left the demon lord's move, he came and went? there are no doors.

lord demon zun refused to come out on his own, and the smelling man had to reach in and grab him, who expected that before his fingers could touch a bird feather, he was kicked out by the other party - he drunk stretched out a thin bird claw and stomped on his hand, forcing him to stay away from himself.

because of this action, the smelling wine that slept under his wings rolled and issued a dream-like "chirp", which became the appearance of claws facing upwards and being rubbed.

"your excellency," the smell of helplessness and grievance in the eyes of the sniffers, "you come out." "

he drunken glanced at him and said slowly, "what, let me go out now, not afraid that i will disappear again?" "

hearing the word "disappear", the pupils of the smellers contracted slightly, and the mood was slightly low: "the subordinates will not allow that kind of thing to happen again." "

he drunkenly said that this kind of thing is not within the scope of your permission at all, even he himself can't control the system to pull him away, and you can decide what you can get.

but it's a meaningless topic, because being pulled away by the system won't happen a second time.

he moved out of the birdcage unhurriedly and re-transformed into a human form: "what did you just do?" "

i don't know if it was because he had finished giving birth to a cub, or because the ghost blood vein was gradually dissipating, he was now able to switch between the human form and the bird form freely, and the incarnation no longer needed to consume a lot of magic qi, and it could be completed with just a single thought.

smelling renju curled him up in his arms, breathed in the faint aroma of his body, and whispered, "go and send a letter to the great immortal gates and tell them that i will not visit again." "

"didn't those few disciples who came to the door to provoke trouble already know that in a few days, this news would naturally spread, so why should they tell it?" he drunken was surprised, "or do you not believe me?" "

"no, the subordinates are naturally trustworthy," the smeller looked away, and the slightly weak tone indicated that he was lying, "but i just think it is better to send a letter to formally notify you, there is no other meaning." "

"official notice ... when did we demons start to behave like this? left protector, you're not right. "

he drunk actually heard that the other party really did not believe in himself, but he did not say much, and it was not an easy task for the little protector who had almost lost his love to re-establish trust in him, and it was not something that could be done overnight.

he took a sip of tea with his eyes down: "another day we will go to the yaowang valley to walk around, we haven't seen shen wanchun for a long time, and the buddha-figure still misses it." "

wen ren was wary: "what does your holiness miss him for?" "

he drunk: "ask him for some medicine to heal your injuries, your new wounds stack old wounds, even if your demon body's self-healing ability is strong, it will inevitably accumulate after three years, let him give you a good look." "

of course, the focus is still on letting him see if he can cure this "lack of security."

hearing that there was no doubt about him, he couldn't help but feel warm, his eyes softened, and he circled the other party more tightly: "the subordinates are fine, and it will be fine after a period of rest." "

"that's not up to you, the suffering of internal wounds and bruises is very clear, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go if you don't go."

smelling people's lips, they finally compromised: "listen to your excellency." "

his hand that landed on he drunk's waist gently untied the belt, and the warm palm slowly rubbed his skin, and he drunk was full of food, and he said in his heart that this little protector had really grown, and he had become more and more skilled in the daytime proclamation.

it was as if the person who was embarrassed to the point of going to the palace because of his double cultivation with him was not him.

he was drunk and laughed, and had no intention of stopping him, so he moved the tea table to the side so as not to break the tea set or wake up the sleeping birds in the birdcage.

although the blood veins of the ghost are scattered, the body is still affinity for this kind of thing, except for the few times when he smells people who hurt him, other times he still enjoys it more.

two intertwined shadows were faintly reflected on the translucent bed tent, and sometimes there were low gasps, and some subtle sounds that could not be described and did not know what they were.

smelling the man wrapped himself around him from behind, locked the lost and regained dignity in his arms, and buried himself deeply into his body, as if only in this way could that person belong to him completely.

he had never dared to think of a dignified lord.

he was finally no longer the lowly demon, he could finally stand by his side with dignity, and he could finally pluck off the moon that hung high in the sky and take it for himself.