"The embryo is spoiled?" Jun Lin frowned slightly, looking innocent and puzzled.
"Isn't that right? You won't let me go out to play, you've ruined my potential! That little beauty sprinkling her incense on me, that's also ruining my potential."
"Rounding it up, you gods are all rotten to the core!"
With his hands on his hips, Bei Yan righteously listed out all the evil deeds that Jun Lin and Qing Yao had committed against him.
A smile spread through Jun Lin's chest as he tapped Bei Yan's smooth forehead: "Little guy, you hold grudges quite a bit, huh?"
"That's right, absolutely!" Bei Yan raised her chin slightly, looking sulky.
"I apologize. I shouldn't have prevented you from going out to play. I'm sorry, Your Highness. Please don't be angry anymore, okay?"
His doting tone and magnetic voice were incredibly alluring, let alone when he got angry.
Bei Yan was a soft-hearted person, and when Jun Lin apologized, she felt a little embarrassed.
"Then, I forgive you. Don't do that again."
after.
A smile spread across Jun Lin's lips. Yes, the future, her and his future.
"Okay, I promise you."
His silver eyes narrowed mischievously, and he adopted a pitiful and hurt expression, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse.
"I'm returning to the Immortal Realm tomorrow, little one...aren't you going to give me a hug?"
Junlin realized that the little guy was the type who responded better to gentle persuasion than force.
Sure enough, seeing Jun Lin's pitiful appearance, Bei Yan immediately softened, as if he had committed a terrible crime.
She took a few steps forward and awkwardly wrapped her arms around Junlin's waist: "Just one hug, okay?"
The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, with a childlike quality, and Junlin's chest muscles couldn't help but beat faster.
"Wow, your heart is beating so fast." As if discovering a new continent, Bei Yan pressed her cheek against Jun Lin's chest to listen carefully, and then poked him.
Looking down at the soft, bright-eyed little one in his arms, Jun Lin felt the unique fragrance emanating from the little one and his Adam's apple bobbed, causing the veins on his forehead to bulge.
I closed my eyes, wanting to screw my reason and just hug the little guy tightly and kiss him, but... I couldn't.
One hand encircled Bei Yan's waist, while the other gently ruffled Bei Yan's soft hair. His deep, magnetic voice was so tender it could melt hearts.
"Be good, stop making a fuss."
Bei Yan pouted and withdrew her hand: "Okay, okay."
"Little one, wait for me to come back." A low voice came from above, and silver eyes were filled with determination.
"Waiting for you to come back? What are you waiting for me to come back for?" He muttered under his breath, seemingly unconvinced, but his heart was beating just as fast as Junlin's.
Bei Yan knew that she had also begun to like that smelly man, just a little bit.
Silver eyes gazed into the depths of Bei Yan's dark eyes, the deity's expression earnest and solemn, as if making a vow: "Wait for me to come back, come back to marry you."
Bei Yan dodged Jun Lin's overly intense gaze as if she had been electrocuted. Her usually beautiful and flamboyant face was now as red as a ripe apple, and she uttered a soft "Mmm" as softly as a mosquito's buzz.
It was very soft, but Junlin heard it. His silver eyes were overflowing with surprise and love. He hugged the little one back into his arms, and a low laugh spread from his chest.
“I’m so glad, thank you, little one, thank you for believing in me and accepting me.”
To him, the little guy was like a ray of light, entering his world without warning and accidentally warming his lonely and cold heart.
It was an unexpected joy, and even more so, a blessing from heaven.
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