Since then, Jiang Niannian felt that she might have some kind of prenatal anxiety disorder.

For example, Jiang Niannian suddenly sat up in the middle of the night, looked at her flat belly, reached out to wake up Yin Buqi beside her, and murmured: "Are you sure I'm really pregnant? There's nothing wrong? Why don't I feel anything at all?"

Yin Buqi didn't open his eyes, but uttered a hoarse sound. He pulled Jiang Niannian back and pressed her to his chest. He patted her back soothingly and buried his face in the top of her head: "How could such a thing go wrong? Nian Nian has just been pregnant for a short time, so naturally she can't feel it."

Jiang Niannian continued to ask: "You said, my stomach hasn't changed at all, my child won't be suffocated to death in there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Buqi opened his red eyes, his gaze swept across his lower abdomen, with a faint smile: "Nian Nian and I have unique cultivation levels in this world. He won't die so easily."

He pecked Jiang Nian Nian's lips: "I can feel his presence. Although he is just a weak little thing, fortunately he will not cause any harm to your body. Don't worry too much. I will take care of everything."

Jiang Niannian responded, indicating that she understood, but then she thought of something and felt a little dissatisfied: "How can you call our child a little thing? How can a father call his own child a little thing?"

Yin Buqi put his hand on her belly and stared at her. Liu Guang said tactfully and seriously, "If possible, I just want to live with Nian Nian, but I know that Nian Nian has always wanted a child..."

He buried his face deep in her neck, hugged her and rubbed her back and forth, moaning softly: "But, Nian Nian can only love me the most."

"Of course." Jiang Niannian said, grabbing his sleeve, and fell into strange worries again: "Your true form is a nine-tailed fox, and my true form is a tree. Our baby can't be..."

"Bastard."

Jiang Niannian glared at him: "..." If you can't speak, don't speak.

Yin Buqi raised his hand and pressed his forehead, as if he was amused by her, and soothed her: "Since it is our child, it will be born with a human body."

Jiang Niannian stared at him blankly, and then asked stupidly, "Then...what about the future? Will it turn into a vine? Or a little fox?"

"If it's a vine, does it need to be buried in the soil? Does it need watering, fertilizer, and sunlight?"

"Actually, I'd rather be a little fox, furry and as cute as you."

"Why don't men have babies? Giving birth to a baby is painful..."

Jiang Niannian kept talking, but Yin Buqi just held her tightly without saying a word, burying his face in her soft hair, as if he was wearing a delicate, white gardenia in his hair, with a subtle and sweet fragrance.

Her breathing was a little rapid, and she patted his arm in panic: "Don't give up, don't press the baby."

Yin Buqi's body trembled, but his arms tightened more and more. She was startled and quickly grabbed his hands, and could only call softly: "Buqi?"

Yin Buqi raised his head, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his red eyes: "Baby is baby again. You said you love me the most, but Nian Nian kept asking about the baby tonight. I'm very unhappy."

Jiang Niannian said helplessly: "But he is also your child, why are you jealous of your child?"

Yin Buqi couldn't help but growl in a low voice: "I hate him! I hate this little thing! He will take you away."

Jiang Niannian was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said tentatively: "The baby was not created by me alone. If you hate him so much, then I won't give birth to him and will just have an abortion."

Yin Buqi shook his head without hesitation, muttering: "No, beating the child will hurt Nian Nian's body. When the child is born, we will leave the heaven and leave things to him. There are so many things in the world, he won't have time to come to us. Only I can accompany Nian Nian all the time..."

He rubbed her face lovingly and sniffed her sweet scent lustfully.

Such warmth, warming his heart, seemed to be reborn. It was beating rapidly, as if all the blood in his body was rushing there, and he felt incredibly satisfied.

Jiang Niannian suddenly realized what was going on. A surge of anger rose up from within her body. She increased her strength and pinched his ear fiercely, angrily saying, "So that's what you were planning!"

Yin Buqi's slender legs were wrapped around hers, and he held her tighter. He rubbed her chin carefully as if to please her, and whispered hesitantly, "Niannian."

Jiang Niannian's pupils were moist, clear and beautiful, with a strange warmth that could drown out all the darkness in the world.

Yin Buqi always indulged himself in it. He said softly and gently, "You promised me a long time ago that you would only think of me in the future... I can't bear to let others share your love..."

Jiang Niannian was completely speechless. He always used promises to shut her up.

She looked into his red eyes, which were sparkling and radiant, with an uncontrollable madness bursting out from the depths, faintly emitting a suffocating light. She managed to mumble something, still unwilling to accept it: "But, the baby is our dearest person..."

Yin Buqi's face became increasingly gloomy. He kissed her lips heavily, which was more like a bite than a kiss.

Jiang Niannian didn't move, fearing that she might accidentally hurt the child.

He spoke very slowly, but every word was very clear: "I don't care, Nian Nian is mine, everything is mine."

Jiang Niannian then remembered that he was not an ordinary person, he was a hopeless yandere.

It's just that he acted so normal these days that she almost forgot about it.

Her face turned pale, but she calmed down. She smiled softly and coaxed him: "Well, all of them are yours."

Yin Buqi was finally happy, his heart filled with extreme joy, so he lay on top of her, buried his whole face in her neck, and rubbed it for a long time: "I knew that Nian Nian only loves me."

He had a gentle smile, soft hair on his forehead, and his handsome features revealed a childlike sense of contentment and peace.

After rubbing it for a few times, he suddenly raised his head and stared into her eyes foolishly.

It was his, every bit of her was his.

The corners of his mouth curled up high, forming a slightly fluttering arc, and he kissed her lips gently, "I love you so much, Nian Nian..."

He buried his head in her hair, and said in a low voice as if he was talking to himself: "Nian Nian is mine alone..."

Jiang Niannian breathed a sigh of relief. Her little sissy was possessive but easy to coax.

But she suddenly felt some sympathy for this little life that was about to come into the world.