I waited with fear for Jun Yan's wrath to come.

However, half a minute passed, and this proud divine king showed no reaction at all.

Yeah? The sun is coming out in the west?

Faced with such a slap in the face and hurting his self-esteem, that stingy Jun Yan didn't care at all?

I looked up in disbelief, only to find that Jun Yan's dark eyes were fixed firmly on me. There was a layer of frost on his face, and his expression was very ugly.

This made my heart skip a beat. It was so bad. Is he trying to hold back his emotions?!

"Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji, for the sake of his brain being damaged by your curse, just ignore the faults of the villain and stop arguing with him..."

Without thinking much about it, I quickly opened my mouth to plead for Yuan Chen.

Judging from Jun Yan's weird temperament, even if he was angry with me, he would most likely not kill me. After all, I still have his flesh and blood in my belly.

But Yuan Chen is different. Jun Yan already had some objections to him, and now that he said such unpleasant words, it would be strange if Jun Yan didn't slap him to death.

It seemed like a century had passed before I finally saw the frost on Jun Yan's face disappear.

I don’t know what I said that touched Jun Yan’s kindness. He grabbed Yuan Chen by his collar and threw it into my arms, saying in a low voice, “Keep him close to you to avoid causing trouble.

"

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the cave without saying hello.

I looked at his leaving figure suspiciously, and couldn't recover for a while.

Did I read that correctly? Jun Yan actually looked depressed just now?!

"Mom, why are you so polite to him? You were never like this before!"

Although Jun Yan no longer cared about it, Yuan Chen didn't seem to intend to just change the story. He was very dissatisfied with the way I begged for mercy just now, and tugged the clothes in front of me tightly with his little hands and muttered unhappily.

The cold sweat on my forehead fell instantly.

"Little ancestor, you must have recognized the wrong person. I'm only eighteen years old and I'm still a baby. How could I be your mother? Also, this god has a bad temper. You'd better be more careful what you say in the future.

"

The little baby in front of me speaks very arrogantly, and you don't need to think about it to know that if you have him around, he will definitely be a troublemaker.

But the more I look at him, the cuter he becomes, and the more he attracts people. Even though I am dissatisfied with him now, I can't get angry at him. Instead, I start to worry about his safety.

This kind of psychological change shocked even me. Generally speaking, you can only love your own children more and more.

Could it be that this Yuan Chen was really born to me?...

Although I thought this idea was very ridiculous, after thinking about it for a while, I changed my mind and asked Yuan Chen, "Since you call me mom, who is your dad?"

"My father? Then I have to ask you. You have never told me who my father is."

hold head high?

This answer made me even more confused. I originally wanted to get some gossip from his mouth, but I didn't expect that this gossip was blocked by my "own" mouth.

I tried to ask Yuan Chen a few more questions, but found that his memory seemed to be a little different from when he was in the underworld, especially about the souls in the River Styx, he seemed completely unaware of it.

I frowned and my eyes subconsciously fell on the red mark on his forehead.
Chapter completed!