Jing Li's eyes instantly reddened. Lately, he'd been resentful of the little fish in his belly. Sometimes he'd complained that the little fish was growing slowly, that it didn't understand its father, and that it was keeping him from going to the capital with Qin Zhao. Then he'd complain that the little thing was causing his figure to go out of shape, and he didn't know if it would ever recover. But it was his own child, after all, and he'd been carrying it for so long, so naturally he loved it. How could it just disappear the moment he woke up? Jing Li felt it again, and the bloating he'd felt from carrying the child had completely vanished. His abdomen had returned to its former flatness and firmness. Pressing it was a little painful, a pain that seemed to come from deep within his flesh, but it was so subtle, and since he'd been completely focused on Qin Zhao, he felt it all. The little fish was truly gone. "...Am I still dreaming?" Jing Li muttered, looking up at Qin Zhao. Qin Zhao didn't know what had happened to his little fish, but he saw the young boy in his arms suddenly tear up. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt? Let me see—" He placed his palm over hers, and his words trailed off. Where's the baby? Qin Zhao realized something, his gaze slowly shifting to the pool. No way... Jing Li caught Qin Zhao's gaze and followed suit, opening his mouth slowly, "I... I gave birth to a fish... in the water?" Qin Zhao: "..." Jing Li: "..." In all honesty, Jing Li had known that giving birth wouldn't be difficult for fish, but he hadn't imagined it would be this easy. Who could give birth to a baby in a single sleep, and not feel a thing afterward? But they couldn't care less right now. The water in the pool was flowing, and Jing Li had no idea when the little fish had escaped from his belly. If it had been washed into the stream, it would have been troublesome. Qin Zhao didn't let Jing Li in the water. Instead, he helped him sit on a bamboo chair. He took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs, and gently entered the water, parting the waterweed and searching. Jing Li, his eyes still red, waited anxiously on the shore. After a moment, Qin Zhao straightened up. Jing Li hurriedly asked, "Did you find it?" "Yes," Qin Zhao smiled at him. "Come and take a look." He bent down and parted the waterweed. Amidst the weeds, a crystal-clear fish egg, only the size of the tip of a little finger, lay quietly. "...Come and have something to eat first. Stop staring." Qin Zhao brought the food into the house and called out helplessly to Jing Li, still hunched over the fish tank. On his return from the capital, he'd stopped by Yunguan Temple and brought back the fish tank Jing Li had loved so much. He'd originally planned to use it to raise his own fish, but it had ended up being used to raise fry. He replaced the water in the tank with clean water, lined it with waterweed and pebbles, and placed it on the desk. Jing Li lay beside the desk, staring intently into it. WwWx520xs.com Qin Zhao had just woven a simple little bed out of bamboo leaves and set it between the pebbles. The fish egg lay on the bed. This fish egg is different from the usual fish eggs. It is larger, light pink in color, translucent, soft and smooth on the surface, plump, and you can't see what's inside. The surface of the small fish egg is slightly undulating, like the steady breathing of a child in deep sleep. Jing Li breathed lightly, as if he was worried about disturbing him. https:///book/9/9896/7111870.html Genius remembers this site address in one second:. Novel website mobile reading URL:,, URL m..net,...:. You provide the great god Chi Ling's "Transformed into a Koi Little Husband"