The Little Stalker of the Paranoid Big Guy is Turned Over

Teacher's dormitory.

The school's treatment was good, and it was a small villa for Xianyu.

In the room, Xian Yu blushed and took off her clothes.

On the terminal projection in front, Cyril's eyes stared at her slightly bulging belly for a moment.

Before being together every day, Hua Li was fat or thin, he didn't feel much.

Looking through the screen now, I find that he has indeed become rounder, especially his abdomen!

There, a new little life should be bred now!

They... have the crystallization of love!

Cyril's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Cyril? Are you alright...don't worry, in my eyes, those students are all children..."

Thinking he was jealous enough to cry, Xian Yu explained in a panic.

"It's okay, I'm just a little excited... I'll work first, and I'll talk later..."

Cyril quickly hung up the phone, stood up immediately, and asked the clerk to make arrangements. He wanted to go to the joint military academy immediately.

Here, Xian Yu is still in a state of confusion.

Lao Tzu's pants have been exchanged every month, so you will close the terminal for Lao Tzu?

[Sir, have you been a little dissatisfied with your desires recently...]

Eggy spit out coldly.

"Anyone who eats big fish and meat every day will not be used to it if he suddenly quits."

Xianyu didn't take it seriously. As a teacher, she had to report in advance. She had been at the joint military academy for almost a week, and she was used to the lingering days every day.

very easy to get tired...

No, I'm sleepy again.

Let's go to sleep first.

With a big yawn, Xian Yu lay down on the bed and fell asleep in seconds.

Eggy silently took out a pregnancy guide and began to read it.

I always feel that adults have...

Three days passed quickly.

"vomit……"

Early in the morning, Xian Yu ran into the bathroom and started vomiting.

Strange, did you eat something wrong yesterday?

Sure enough, food made by yourself is better than food made by robots, so you can't be lazy.

Still not taking vomiting seriously, Xianyu went to the war room to prepare for class.

This is the first fighting class that the freshmen are thinking about.

"Good morning, Teacher Huali!"

In the crowd, Xian Yu saw Lin Yue with bright eyes.

"Hello, I'm Huali. I will be your combat and mecha instructor from today. What we're learning today is written knowledge..."

Xian Yu, who was wearing a military uniform, stepped onto the podium and turned on the terminal projection on the types of fighting and various knowledge points.

Her lectures are very interesting, you won't get bored, and everyone listens with gusto.

A class was forty minutes, and when it was about half an hour, the classroom door was suddenly kicked open.

The group looked over in surprise.

I saw Cyril in a military uniform striding in.

"Cyril... go out, I'm still on..."

Her brows furrowed in dissatisfaction, and before Xian Yu could finish her words, she was directly carried by Cyril with one hand.

"Is it okay to borrow your teacher for a while?"

With a bright smile, Cyril's tone was full of determination, not negotiation.

"Where are you taking Huali to the teacher!"

Lin Yue stood up and stared at each other.

You little brat, when I went to the battlefield, you were still not born in your mother's womb.

Cyril sneered: "I don't seem to be obliged to explain to you, kid."

After speaking, he left the classroom directly carrying Xian Yu, who resisted incompetence.

Cyril carried the struggling flower all the way back to her staff dormitory.

"Boom-"

Throwing the person directly onto the bed, Xian Yu tried her best to hold back her retching while trying to curse.

"Cyril, you bastard..."

The black shadow pressed down, and Xianyu's uniform was lifted, revealing a slightly bulging belly.

As a soldier, she is exposed to the wind and the sun all day long. Her skin is not good, and it can even be described as rough.

But Cyril still couldn't put it down.

His eyes were slightly red, and he put a pious kiss on her lower abdomen, and said with red eyes, "Baby... I want to cry!"

That strange emotion made Xian Yu froze.

"I'm sorry, I secretly changed your medicine. You should have a baby in your belly! If you want to blame me, hit me!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xian Yu, who had lost his temper, grabbed her ears.

"Cyril, you bastard, you..."

"I know I'm an asshole, but my wife...I really want our child...Before you...why lied to me!"

With a choked tone, Cyril asked in a hoarse voice.

Xian Yu paused, how should she explain to him.

She is not Hua Li at all, not a person from this world...

"If, if you really don't want to... Knock it out!"

Taking a deep breath, Cyril closed his eyes in pain.

"Who said it was going to be destroyed, I didn't mean it... It's just... I wasn't mentally prepared before..."

Sighing, Xian Yu gently stroked his head to comfort him.

This is life...

Now that she has it, she will definitely not destroy it.

Thinking of going back later, it is very likely that the heavens have a bunch of children belonging to her, and Xian Yu is only one head and two big.

"Egg, get out of here for my mother!"

Can't take it out on Cyril, but she can torture Eggy.

It's a pity that this ghostly thing seems to have expected Xianyu to settle accounts in the autumn, and has long since disappeared.

"I have already submitted an application to the school. Let's go back and have a check. If there is, you are not suitable for teaching anymore. I transferred you to me, okay?"

Cyril asked softly.

Xian Yu could only nod his head in compromise.

If it is true, the child cannot be separated from the father's pheromone, especially in the later period, when she can't do anything, she can only wait at home to give birth.

When she came to the joint military academy, Cyril was already going through the formalities for Xianyu, so she was forced to return to the first star after only teaching for thirty minutes.

Compared with ancient times, interstellar pregnancy detection technology has been very developed.

More than four-dimensional color Doppler technology, they can clearly see the appearance of the baby in the womb.

"Congratulations to the two of you, it's a dragon and a phoenix, a boy and a girl."

The moment she heard the dragon and the phoenix, Xian Yu's heart was half cold.

She looked at Cyril faintly.

He... can't really be Su Ruijin, right? !

"Dragon, dragon and phoenix?! Oh my god...wife, you are amazing!"

Cyril took a deep breath, almost not being engulfed by the huge surprise.

In the interstellar age, it was difficult for humans to conceive.

And they actually hit two at once? !

"Where is it... it's you who is awesome..."

Xian Yu said sullenly.

If he really is the previous Su Ruijin, who gave birth to two babies, it would be him.

Besides, in this life, it was he who made her pregnant with two children...

What the **** is this? !

Xian Yu felt that she needed to be quiet.

Don't ask her who Jingjing is!

Pregnancy passed day by day in Cyril's company.

Pregnant with twins, I was very tired. In the later stage, Xianyu couldn't walk at all. Her legs were swollen every day.

She could never lie flat on her back, only on her side.

I also understand more and more that being a mother is not easy!

Before falling asleep, Xian Yu went to the bathroom to take a bath with her pregnant belly up.

Halfway through the wash, she suddenly found that the child against her stomach had slipped a lot.

Immediately afterwards, the amniotic fluid broke and the ground flowed all over.

Cyril found that today's flowers were a little longer than the time to take a bath.

Worrying about his accident, he was about to knock on the door to ask what was going on, when a child's cry suddenly came from the bathroom.

He opened the door with a look of horror, and he saw Xian Yu sitting in the bathtub, the water in the bathtub was red with blood, and in his arms, he was holding two wrinkled babies.

"I gave birth..."

Xian Yu said embarrassedly.

Cyrillic:"……"

I see, isn't it too simple for my wife to give birth to a child, it's like laying an egg, and the child will fall to the ground with a thud...