Chapter 129 What will you do if I leave?
Although it was a fabricated story, it was novel and Lang Ye listened to it with great interest.
Bai Zhaoyan's voice gradually became softer.
Lang Ye softened his hand as he stroked her back, pulled the quilt up on her back, and then closed his eyes.
For a long time after that night, Lang Ye would wait at Bai Zhaoyan's door on time, holding a pillow, to listen to her stories.
Tonight we will talk about the Monkey King’s three battles with the White Bone Demon.
Bai Zhaoyan looked at Lang Ye sitting cross-legged on the couch in his pajamas and pants, staring at her eagerly, and blew out the candle helplessly.
She walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, then she heard Lang Ye say, "Zhao Zhao, come quickly, the bed is warm, lie down quickly and continue telling me the story of the Great Sage."
He likes to listen to "Journey to the West", but it's a pity that there is no tiger as the protagonist in it.
Bai Zhaoyan put her index finger on his lips and said, "Shh, no storytelling tonight, let's do something else."
Lang Ye felt a little disappointed when there was no story to tell, but he immediately cheered up and asked, "What should we do?"
Bai Zhaoyan threw him down and blocked his lips, "You."
Lang Ye fell on the soft quilt, his clothes were torn open, revealing a large area of his chest.
Bai Zhaoyan's hand slid down his collarbone and lingered on his abdominal muscles.
Lang Ye frowned slightly, feeling anxious but unable to vent his feelings, and fumbled around with his hands.
He was trapped in the happiness that Bai Zhaoyan brought him and couldn't extricate himself, and his breathing became heavier.
Until she slowly sat down, Lang Ye let out a muffled groan from his throat.
He followed his instinct and wanted more.
The double pleasure of body and spirit made Lang Ye, who was experiencing it for the first time, feel a little overwhelmed.
He pinched Bai Zhaoyan's waist and tilted his head back to search for her lips.
His movements were a bit rough, and his teeth knocked against Bai Zhaoyan's lower lip. Only when he tasted the blood between his lips and teeth did he calm down.
After stepping back a little, he saw Bai Zhaoyan wipe the blood from his lips and squeeze them hard.
Lang Ye's breathing stagnated, his leg muscles tensed tightly, and he turned over.
The force was so strong that it seemed to rub Bai Zhaoyan into his bones and blood.
The two of them embraced each other, blending perfectly together, and the temperature in the dim bedroom became increasingly hot.
An unknown amount of time passed before Lang Ye stepped back with bloodshot eyes. Bai Zhaoyan let out a long sigh and stood up to let him pour the water.
But he held her hand.
Bai Zhaoyan: "You..."
Lang Ye picked her up, put his arms around her neck, and buried his face in her shoulder. "Help me."
Bai Zhaoyan was dazed, as if he was back to that night by the stream.
But today it was unobstructed contact.
After a while, Lang Ye took a towel to wipe her hands and went to get some hot water.
Bai Zhaoyan leaned against the bed and drank water, "Why are you..."
Lang Ye saw her doubts and explained seriously: "I saw the contraceptive pills when Lin Che was cleaning earlier. I was worried that you didn't want to get pregnant."
"But you said that medicine is three-part poison and bad for your health. I don't want you to take medicine."
After wiping her clean, Lang Ye asked again, "Do you want some water? I'll pour it for you."
"drink."
Drinking the water Lang Ye handed over, Bai Zhaoyan tilted his head and glanced out the window, "Jiaoyue is about to give birth."
The Qingyan tribe didn't have a tradition of celebrating the New Year, but Bai Zhaoyan wanted to have some fun. After a moment of clearing his head, he said, "When we wake up, we'll put up some couplets and write a few blessings. That'll be the New Year."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Lang Ye put down her empty cup, hugged her, and lay down beside her, "Go to sleep."
Although they were going to sleep, they soon started to play around again.
The two slept until dawn the next day. Under Bai Zhaoyan's instructions, Lang Ye cut the red paper into long strips and squares.
Bai Zhaoyan ground the ink and wrote the couplet, then called five beastmen to come over and write "Fu", each of them using a different handwriting.
Mo Wang came over with Ping An Xi Le in his arms, dipped his front paws in ink and made paw prints.
After pressing, Xiao An signaled Mo Wang to hold him. As soon as Mo Wang picked up his son, Xiao An pressed his claws on his face.
Then he wagged his tail in great satisfaction at his masterpiece.
Mo Wang did not get angry with him, but responded by smearing some ink on his face.
Yaoze made paste, and several people pasted the couplets on the door. Bai Zhaoyan, wearing a scarf and gloves, stood at the door, looking left and right, very satisfied.
At this moment, Xi Chen came running over with an umbrella, "Chief, Chief, A Yue, A Yue is not well, she is having a difficult labor, please go and see her!"
Bai Zhaoyan's expression twisted, and he followed him out, "Lead the way."
Xi Chen nodded repeatedly. Yao Ze hurriedly picked up the umbrella at the door and chased after her. He held the umbrella over her head and protected her waist with his other hand. "Don't be anxious. Be careful not to fall."
After entering Jiaoyue's courtyard, Yaoze didn't feel comfortable going in, so he waited in the yard.
Several beastmen gathered in front of the Jiaoyue bed. Only Zizi had time to invite him into the main room and pour him tea. "Brother, please sit and wait. It's too cold outside."
Yaoze didn't want to refuse the cub's kindness, so he sat down at the table. The cub sat with him obediently, but his eyes kept glancing towards Am's bedroom.
Knowing that he was worried, Yaoze reached out and rubbed his hair, "Don't worry, Zhaoyan is in there, your mother will be fine."
With the adults comforting him, the baby calmed down a little and said hesitantly, "Before Sister Zhaoyan came, I heard Amu's cry. She was crying and I was so scared."
"Brother Yaoze, do you think it was like this when Am gave birth to me?"
Yao Ze had no idea that Zhao Yan's two births went smoothly, and he had never seen other females give birth before. "So you must take good care of Ammu and protect Ammu."
Zizi nodded, clenched his fists, and said with determination, "I will."
When he grows up, he will become a very powerful person.
The two beasts sat there for ten minutes before Bai Zhaoyan came out of the bedroom. Zizi stood up to greet her and glanced at the bedroom door. "Sister Zhaoyan, is my Am okay?"
Bai Zhaoyan pinched his cheek and said softly, "It's okay. Are you happy that I gave birth to four younger brothers for you?"
"happy!"
Jiaoyue gave birth to four tiger cubs without any danger. Bai Zhaoyan returned the points, but on the way home he had a drooping brow and said nothing, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Yao Ze held an umbrella to shield her from the falling snow, "Zhao Yan, why don't you look very happy?"
She should be happy that both mother and child are safe.
Upon hearing this, Bai Zhaoyan turned her head to look at him, and saw that half of his shoulder was exposed to the wind and snow. She squeezed into his arms and straightened the oil-paper umbrella to cover both of them.
"I was thinking, there are more and more people in the tribe, but no one has the healing ability. What will you do after I leave?"
She will leave eventually, and after she leaves, someone will have to take care of the injured and sick members of the Qingyan tribe.
Could it be that she also needs to train a doctor for the Qingyan tribe?
Or just let it go. Maybe one of the newborn babies will have healing abilities when they grow up?
Yao Ze accurately grasped the important information from her words. He slowly frowned, "Zhao Yan, you want to leave? Where to?"
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