Chapter 145 Hatching Eggs 2
"This egg doesn't look big, but it feels heavy in my hand."
Tong Ming weighed the black and white patterned egg in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.
"5.32kg." Tong Ming turned the egg over and over in his hands, observing it from all angles. He stroked his chin and said affirmatively, "It's developing well and has plenty of nutrition. I think it'll hatch soon."
The egg seemed to be dizzy, standing upright and swaying, looking around blankly, as if it could not tell east from west and north from east.
"You're going to shake it dizzy." Zhou Mian, who was sitting next to him, disagreed with Tong Ming's rude behavior. He took the black and white bird egg from Tong Ming's hand and gently touched the pattern on the eggshell.
Soon, the prediction gave a specific time for hatching: "It will hatch in three days."
"Three days?" Cen Xun was lazily leaning on the sofa. Hearing this, his eyebrows raised slightly: "It's faster than I expected."
Zhou Mian returned the slightly heavy bird egg in his hand to Cen Xun. As soon as it touched Cen Xun's chest, the black and white bird egg fell into his arms with a plop, as if it was weak and unable to take care of itself.
Cen Xun held the bird egg in one hand and looked at Quanzhi and Yuzhi across from him: "What are your plans next?"
Speaking of this, Tong Ming directly put his arm on the back of the sofa behind Zhou Mian, half-circling Zhou Mian, and smiled seemingly open-mindedly: "I don't care. It depends on what Xiao Zhou wants to do."
Zhou Mian said calmly: "Then let's farm."
"What?!" Tong Ming suddenly lost his composure and jumped up: "Didn't you say before that you were going to college? Why are you still thinking about that piece of shitty land of yours?"
Zhou Mian let him jump up and down in front of him, and when Quan Zhi was about to get angry, he slowly said: "Didn't I say to see what I want to do?"
Tong Ming's face turned as black as charcoal, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That can't be farming! I was the one who tilled all the land in your hometown. Who is actually farming that land? You're trying to trick me into doing hard labor for you again, aren't you, Zhou Mian? Do you have any heart?"
Zhou Mian was grabbed and shaken by him, his expression still somewhat innocent.
"You're just trying to piss me off, aren't you?" Tong Ming suddenly realized something: "You're so happy just to see me jumping up and down, huh?"
Seeing that the two were about to kiss in front of him, Cen Xun coughed heavily. Tong Ming pretended not to hear and continued to move closer to Zhou Mian.
Zhou Mian was not as shameless as Tong Ming. He pressed his face and pushed him away.
Cen Xun's expression had turned unfriendly, and he said to Tong Ming in a cold voice, "You can go now."
"Throw it away after use, you're such a jerk." Tong Ming rolled his eyes and pulled Zhou Mian along nonchalantly. After they walked away, he didn't forget to whisper about his fourth brother in Zhou Mian's ear: "He can't fall in love himself, so he gets upset when others do. He did the same thing during their previous divorces. Whenever Secretary Wu and Dean Qin made eye contact, he would find a reason to deduct their wages and say he was petty, and he wouldn't admit it."
Cen Xun: “”
Cen Xun stood up unable to bear it any longer and whipped a golden thread over. Tong Ming seemed to have eyes on his back and ran away with Zhou Mian, leaving behind a string of annoying chuckles.
Cen Xun pressed his eyebrows and decided to settle the score with Tong Ming later.
Zhou Mian has already given the exact time for hatching, and he can afford to wait for three days.
Three days passed in a flash.
Early that morning, Cen Xun soaked the bird eggs in the Fountain of Life as usual. After soaking for a while, he felt something was wrong. The water began to steam. He reached out to feel the water temperature and found that it was so hot that it could cook the eggs.
Cen Xun hurriedly fished the bird eggs out of the bucket. When he felt the temperature of the eggshells, he understood why the water temperature had risen inexplicably.
You know, Cen Xun is now a god. Even a god can feel the scorching temperature, which is obviously not a normal situation.
Thinking of what Zhou Mian said, Cen Xun guessed that the bird was about to hatch, so he took the egg back to the bedroom and guarded it closely.
From day to evening, dusk fell outside and the light in the room gradually became dim. Only the bird eggs lying in the pile of quilts emitted a faint white fluorescence, illuminating Cen Xun's face.
Cen Xun lay on his side beside the bird eggs, supporting his head with one hand and poking the eggshell with the other, muttering to himself, "Is this a difficult birth?"
Cen Xun had searched for videos related to bird hatching and knew that some birds would have problems such as being unable to hatch. In such cases, the owner would need to manually help the birds hatch.
Cen Xun was thinking about whether to help when he suddenly felt an abnormal drowsiness. Cen Xun frowned and tried to resist the drowsiness, but with little success.
After all, Feng Jihan is a natural god born from the world consciousness of the real world. Only in the real world can it be more beneficial for his hatching. Therefore, Cen Xun moved back to the villa in the real world with the bird eggs.
But this also means that after entering the real world, Cen Xun will lose his home advantage.
At this time, Cen Xun had not yet fully realized a common knowledge in the astral realm: rashly entering the territory of other gods and staying there for a long time is actually a very dangerous behavior.
Cen Xun fell into a deep sleep without realizing it, but unfortunately he was the god in charge of dreams. As long as he didn't want to dream, no one could force him to fall asleep.
Therefore, although Cen Xun's body was forced into a deep sleep, his mind did not fall into chaos and his consciousness was still clear.
Cen Xun felt a bright white light covering his eyelids, followed by a rustling and crackling sound.
I don’t know how long it took, but the bedding beside me suddenly sank down, as if the weight of another person had appeared out of thin air.
Cen Xun's mind moved slightly, and he wanted to open his eyes to look, but his eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them up.
The fingers that were resting on the quilt were touched by someone, and then a warm air flow brushed across the palm of his hand. Cen Xun suddenly realized that it was a breath.
The being that emerged from the egg was lowering its head and sniffing his fingers.
An unfamiliar force pressed down on Cen Xun, preventing him from waking up or controlling his body. He could only allow that existence to continue sniffing upwards along his wrist.
Cen Xun felt a strand of cold hair falling on his neck, and then the warm breath fell on his Adam's apple which was exposed without any protection.
Cen Xun thought to himself that something was wrong, and sure enough, the next second, the other party bit him. The subtle pain caused his breathing to change slightly, which was keenly captured by the man. The hot lips moved up, and this time, a new kiss fell on the corner of Cen Xun's lips.
The gap between the slightly pursed lips was licked open, and the man seemed to have tasted the sweetness. He leaned over and pressed Cen Xun's teeth open, wantonly tasting more.
The hand at his side was held, and the strong, slender fingers squeezed into Cen Xun's fingers, caressing every inch of his skin tenderly and ambiguously, bringing an itch that could not be ignored.
Cen Xun just felt that this scene was really absurd.
Now that he's in human form, Feng Jihan should have recovered, right? Instead of quickly admitting his mistake, he actually dared to suppress him and prevent him from waking up, while he himself was taking advantage of him?
What tricks is this bird playing?
Cen Xun was eager to confirm Feng Jihan's current mental state, so he refused to cooperate and wanted to break free from the suppression by force.
His struggling finally alarmed the person on top of him, and the lips and tongue that were wreaking havoc in his mouth left. Cen Xun heard the other person's puzzled voice: "What happened to my little bride?"
Little bride, you head!
Cen Xun finally confirmed that Feng Jihan was still confused and his mind was not fully clear.
After saying that, the man turned his head again, rubbed his cheek against Cen Xun's face, and coaxed him in a low voice.
Cen Xun listened to his words and gradually understood what had happened.
Feng Jihan, this silly guy, not only didn't recover his memory, he seemed to think of him as a kind-hearted human who picked up the divine egg and took good care of it. He fell in love with him at first sight and unilaterally made him his bride.
Cen Xun: “”
How should I put it? Just because it has a human appearance doesn’t mean it must be human. Can’t this bird god even tell this little common sense?
Cen Xun was hugged and kissed a few times, then waited for a while, but there was no next move. Since he couldn't move anyway, he simply fell asleep with mixed feelings.
When he woke up again, Cen Xun found a familiar figure beside him, and met a pair of glassy blue eyes.
The little bird with black and white feathers was standing beside his pillow, tilting its head to look at him. When it saw him wake up, it immediately came over and rubbed Cen Xun's cheek affectionately: "Chirp"
Cen Xun opened his eyes and looked at it silently. The black and white bird looked back at him innocently, as if it was not the bad bird that had secretly taken advantage of Cen Xun's sleep last night.
You have to play it this way, right?
Cen Xun sat up and looked at the empty eggshell next to him, raising his eyebrows in surprise: "Ah, has it hatched yet?"
He extended a finger towards the black and white bird, and the bird immediately took a step forward and stood on it. Cen Xun moved his hand in front of him. Since it wanted to pretend, Cen Xun also pretended that he didn't know what happened last night. He smiled and kissed its upturned black and white crest: "What a cute little bird."
After receiving the praise, the black and white bird squinted its eyes in enjoyment, and the whole bird suddenly became very fluffy.
"But," Cen Xun changed the subject, frowning and looking at it, "How come you, a bird, have feathers right after hatching?"
bird:""
Cen Xun pursed his lips and said to himself, "Strange, my lips hurt a little, as if someone bit me. But I'm at home, so something so perverted shouldn't happen, right?"
"The bird quietly moved its eyes away."
"Forget it, it's probably just an illusion." Cen Xun struck someone's conscience, then said slowly, "It's time to get up. I seem to have woken up particularly late today."
Cen Xun put the empty eggshell away. The eggshell was well preserved, with only a hole pecked at the top. Cen Xun put the eggshell back together and put it in a transparent display cabinet, preparing to make it into a souvenir.
The newly born bird was very clingy. Wherever Cen Xun went, the bird followed him. When Cen Xun was working on a plan at his desk, the bird stood on his arm and combed its feathers. When Cen Xun was lying on a recliner basking in the sun, the bird stepped back and forth on him to attract his attention.
Cen Xun observed it calmly for the entire day, but still couldn't figure out what the bird was thinking.
You clearly kissed him secretly last night, so why are you pretending to be a little white flower to him today?
Cen Xun was curious and decided to give it a try.
He took his bathrobe and walked into the bathroom. Sure enough, the bird flew in and stood on the towel rack, watching his movements motionlessly.
In front of it, Cen Xun slowly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his body completely. Water droplets slid down his porcelain-white skin, and his long black hair, which had been tied behind his back with a golden hair accessory, also spread out, wet by the water, half-covering the area that was so tempting.
As the water vapor rose, Cen Xun's skin turned a little red, making his lips redder and his hair darker. Various colors came together in bold and vivid colors, forming a kind of breathtaking and thrilling color.
The bird on the shelf was completely stunned.
Cen Xun thought it would do something, but until the end, nothing happened.
Cen Xun suddenly felt bored, so he put on his bathrobe, wiped his hair, and walked indifferently past the stupid bird on the shelf.
It wasn't until sleepiness struck again that Cen Xun realized something was wrong. A certain bird, for some unknown reason, kept its composure during the day, only to reveal its true colors at night. It kissed and touched him, but refused to do anything, making Cen Xun furious.
If he dared to do such a bad thing, he could have gone a step further. If the roles were reversed, he would have tied Feng Jihan to the bed and done it for a whole day and night. It was rare for Feng Jihan to do such a bad thing, so he was still too conservative.
Is it not possible?
Cen Xun kindly decided to help him and manually pushed the speed a little further.
First he pretended to fish casually for a few days, then announced that he was going out for a while, and then suddenly came back.
Pushing the door open, Cen Xun immediately grabbed Feng Jihan who was holding his pillow and sniffing.
Looking at the person who put down the pillow in a panic, Cen Xun thought happily, this is how things are more interesting.
Thinking of this, Cen Xun's expression changed slightly, and he asked in astonishment: "Who are you?!"
The author has something to say:
Teacher Cen: This isn't exciting enough. Let's follow my script. (Shakes head) (Takes out forced love script) (Goes down a path of no return)
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