Jun Yimo nodded blankly, his mind still a little confused.

He is actually a black dragon? How far has he cultivated to become a human? Why has she never discovered it?

So, what is her child? A human or a dragon?

Her mind was in a mess, and then she suddenly felt that the child in her belly, which had turned into a small dragon shape, had slipped out of her body.

It has to be said that after transforming into the dragon form, the child's body became elongated, making it easy to give birth.

At this time, she breathed a sigh of relief and became conscious.

After a while, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

...

Two days later, Jun Yimo slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

I saw a tall figure wandering back and forth in her room, holding the child in an unskilled manner and patting it gently with his big hands.

For some reason, this scene actually made her feel extremely peaceful.

For such a tall man, he looks so harmonious as he puts the child to sleep.

Mo Lingjue seemed to feel her gaze and turned back to look in her direction, just in time to catch her eyes.

"Momo, you wake up!"

Jun Yimo propped up his body with his arms and leaned up, his eyes focused on the child with concern, "Well, is the child asleep? Let me see him!"

"Just fell asleep." He hurriedly walked to her bed and placed the child next to her.

Looking at the blue quilt wrapped around the child, she asked softly, "Boy?"

"Yes!" Mo Lingjue said with a smile, the expression on his face showed joy from the bottom of his heart.

The sound of "Wow--" broke the silence between them. The child had just been released by Mo Lingjue and started to cry loudly.

Mo Lingjue was immediately in a hurry and quickly picked up the child again, patting and shaking it gently.

For the past two days, the child has been held in his arms. Even when he fell asleep, he could not let go, otherwise the child would burst into tears immediately.

The strange thing is that as long as he held the child and rocked it a few times, the child immediately stopped crying.

Mo Lingjue looked at Jun Yimo with some embarrassment, "Well... he seems to be used to being held, and he can't let go."

Jun Yimo pondered for a moment, "How many days have I been asleep?"

"Two days!"

"Then you've been holding him for the past two days?"

"Well, he cried as soon as I let go, so it's been like this forever!"

Jun Yimo felt ashamed, "You will spoil him like this. Are you going to hold him like this all the time in the future? Besides, this child is mine, not yours!"

Her words made Mo Lingjue feel like a deflated rubber ball. His whole body shrank a lot and his brows were deeply knitted.

He walked to her side, squatted down with the child in his arms, and looked at her seriously, "Momo, I know what happened in the past was my fault, but I am serious about getting married to you. After you are with me, I will

I have never thought of using your blood to cure my illness. If I make any lies, my cultivation will be abolished immediately, and I will be struck by lightning and die!"

After saying that, he immediately stretched out his index finger and shot out a drop of blood and pressed it on his forehead. In an instant, a spiritual light flashed from his forehead, and the oath took effect.

His movements were so fast that Jun Yimo had no time to stop him. Of course, she never thought of stopping him. In fact, she already knew that since Mo Lingjue decided to marry her, he would not have any thoughts of taking her heart blood.
Chapter completed!