Suoyang felt that Qian Baobao’s words made sense, so he nodded heavily.

Let’s live the present first and talk about what happens in the future later, otherwise, you will lose it even now.

"How long will I get pregnant with this baby?" Qian Baobao asked Suoyang while stroking his stomach.

Suoyang also stretched out a hand and placed it on her flat belly.

"I don't know, it may be three months or three years. There is no rule in the pregnancy period of the mother god clan. Everything depends on luck."

"Ah?" Qian Baobao was a little confused. "What if I need to be pregnant for three years? I don't want to be pregnant for so long!"

Suoyang held her little hand tightly and comforted: "Don't worry, no. My mother was born after a month of pregnancy when she was pregnant with me. Our child is a baby girl, and it takes about three months."

"oh......"

"Well, don't stay on the roof! Night is coming soon, and the baby can catch a cold when it stays on it." Baicao suddenly stood on the ground and shouted at the two people on the roof.

"OK."

While talking, Suoyang hugged Qian Baobao tightly and slid down the soft straw on the roof.

"Who do you want to be with whom today? Or do you have to sleep by yourself?" Suo Yang asked Qian Baobao.

Qian Baobao hugged Suoyang's strong waist without hesitation.

"I'll sleep with Suoyang. I'll keep holding Suoyang tonight so that I can sleep with peace of mind!"

"Okay, I'll go to another room to sleep." Baicao held his quilt and pushed open the door of another room.

Today is a cloudy day, dark clouds cover the stars and the moon, and after night falls, the room is very, very dark.

Qian Baobao and Suoyang hugged each other tightly under the warm quilt.

In order to sleep peacefully, Suoyang put away his tail and turned his legs.

Holding the baby's soft body, the organs of the Yang can't help but rise up.

Soon, his breathing became heavy.

His hands began to become restless.

"Baby, baby...I thought about it..."

Qian Baobao waved his small fist and punched Suoyang in the chest.

"The baby is in my belly. You have to endure it. You can't do such a thing now, otherwise it will easily hurt the baby."

Suoyang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Well, I will restrain myself."

The two of them hugged each other and had a good night of dreams.

The next day, the sky was dark and heavy snow fell on the gray sky.

The cold breath eroded the entire room, and Baicao and Suoyang felt very cold.

Qian Baobao doesn't feel very big.

The door was opened with a 'smash', and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed into the room. The yard was covered with a thick layer of white snow, and all the herbs and flowers were buried under the white snowflakes.

"Quick, close the door! It's so cold!"

With a 'bang', Baicao closed the door again.

"So cold." Baicao put his hands beside his mouth and breathed.

"It's so strange. Summer has not passed yet, so why does winter come?" Qian Baobao asked in confusion.

Baicao showed a worried look on her face.

"It seems that this year is a year of heavenly disaster. Winter comes very early and it will be very cold. Before everyone can store food, winter comes."

"What should people do? Will they starve to death?" Qian Baobao asked worriedly, and she suddenly remembered Jiang Jiang and her newly born baby.

She didn't want Jiang Jiang and her cute kid to starve to death.

"No." Baicao shook his head, "Every time he encounters the year of heavenly tribulation, the tribe will migrate to the other side of the forest."

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