Feng Guang couldn't help herself and bit his arm hard. After nearly half an hour of pain, she exerted all her strength and finally felt something slide out of her body, which made her feel relaxed. But she didn't catch her breath for long. The lack of a baby's cry made her heart tighten. Fang Yue, this man who only knew how to cultivate, was unreliable at this time. She struggled to sit up by pulling his hand. She saw a fair and tender baby curled up in a thin, light pink membrane, with his eyes closed as if he were sleeping soundly.
Did she... deliver the placenta as well? But that doesn't make sense, since she didn't even need to cut the umbilical cord.
Feng Guang stretched out her index finger and carefully poked the thin membrane on the child's body. From the point she touched, the membrane dissipated like a thin mist, and the child moved slightly, revealing two small black dots on her back.
Upon closer inspection, they were clearly a pair of soft, black little wings, resembling feathers, only even more beautiful than ordinary feathers.
"How do you feel about the scenery?"
Hearing that Fang Yue didn't care at all about the naked child, Feng Guang got angry again and ignored him. She took out a small blanket that she usually used to rest in the rattan chair from her storage bracelet, wrapped the child in the blanket, and gently held the child in her arms. She touched the child's smooth and comfortable little face, and the child made a soft whimpering sound like a child in deep sleep. It wasn't that the child couldn't make a sound, but that the child was asleep. Feng Guang breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart melted.
"Fang Yue." Looking at the neglected man, she said in a somewhat annoyed tone, "Don't you have wings too?"
Seeing that she was willing to talk to him, Fang Yue's eyelashes, which had been drooping, lifted again. "I don't have wings."
"That's strange... How come Xiaoxiao has a pair of small black wings?" Feng Guang couldn't figure it out. Could it be a genetic mutation?
Fang Yue had no complaints about her hastily deciding on their daughter's name; he was only concerned about her health, "Fengguang, are you still in pain? Do you want to bite my hand again?"
Feng Guang was stunned, staring at him intently, as if trying to see a flower bloom on his face. When this man was gentle, he could make people so intoxicated that they couldn't escape. When he was serious, he could also make people feel a desire to break his asceticism. But no matter when, he could make people's hearts flutter.
She suddenly wondered what she was so angry about. He was now abandoned by everyone, with only her and Xiaoxiao left. If she ignored him again, how sad would he be? Given his taciturn nature, he would probably swallow his bitterness alone.
"Sigh..." she sighed and said, "Lower your head."
Fang Yue obediently lowered his head, only to be unexpectedly kissed on the lips by her. She even mischievously bit his lips lightly.
"Fang Yue, listen carefully. No matter what your identity is, no matter how many people misunderstand you, Xiao Xiao and I will always love you. So, from now on, I don't want you to hide anything from me anymore."
Fang Yue felt a surge of sweetness, even sweeter than the first candy he ate as a child. He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and kissed the corner of her lips. "I agree to everything Feng Guang said."
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