The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Chapter 1864 – Birth of a God (3)

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"Respect, the way... I... conceive..." Shen Yanxiao stared at Xiu’s understanding eyes and felt that he was not joking. Her whole person suddenly felt uncomfortable!!!

If she understood him correctly, the way she conceived a new life that he was referring to...

First they have to...

Then...

Afterwards...

Shen Yanxiao’s face grew redder with a loud whoosh!

Xiu was so impure!

"Yes." Xiu did not seem to see Shen Yanxiao’s embarrassment. He responded very seriously.

Shen Yanxiao turned her head aside silently. She really didn’t want to talk with Xiu about this subject. But before she could completely turn her head, Xiu’s palm moved her little face to look in front again.

"The souls of the gods are those that have existed for a long time. Our children should be born for the first time in this world." Xiu’s pair of golden eyes carried a trace of firmness.

Shen Yanxiao froze. She looked at Xiu in surprise.

He was so persistent about it because he had a problem with the souls of the gods?

"I don’t need our children to be so outstanding. I just hope they come from us." Xiu looked at Shen Yanxiao and his deep voice bloomed in her ears.

That’s right; the souls of the gods were the best selected from the world, and only when one reached a certain level could it be conceived, but... Should they really let their children be born in this way?

Shen Yanxiao also rejected this idea in her heart. Although the chosen souls of the gods were excellent, there would be no kinship.

"You’re right. Our children shouldn’t have to come about that way." Shen Yanxiao nodded. Xiu’s concerns were correct.

The corners of Xiu’s mouth curved up slightly. He lowered his head and kissed Shen Yanxiao’s small mouth as if to praise her wisdom.

Shen Yanxiao blushed slightly. Even though she had been in a relationship with Xiu for a long time now, she was still at a loss in the face of such intimate actions.

"We don’t have to choose; our children will still be the best in the world." Xiu slowly said.

"That’s for sure!" Shen Yanxiao’s eyes twinkled with a firm light. With her excellent genes, coupled with the strong genes of Xiu, it would be outrageous if they could not produce a heaven-defying little aberrant.

Shen Yanxiao, who always boasted of being smart, had never realized that she had been under the influence of some great master as she accepted the method on how they would have their children, and she even began to think about how her future small buns would dominate the world.

Some great master didn’t always take a shot, but once he did, he would hit the target.

While Shen Yanxiao began to struggle whether it was better to have a male little steamed bun or a female little steamed bun, the little golden dragon was being ruthlessly trained by the energetic Dragon God at the same time.

"Try to use some more strength! You are a golden dragon! Not a silver dragon or a red dragon! Using this kind of strength, you think you’re embroidering or something?!" The Dragon God stood ferociously on the boulder and looked down at the sweaty little golden dragon below. He had a fierce appearance as he waved the whip in his hand.

Qian Yuan, who was hiding to one side and silently watching the training of their little Highness, was nibbling at the cuffs of his sleeves in distress.

The Dragon God was too cruel. Could he not see that their little Highness was already tired and his complexion was quite white? It had been two days and two nights, he hadn’t even had a minute’s rest.

If the other party were not the Dragon God, Qian Yuan would have likely long rushed out and taken his little Highness back to rest.

But right now, he could only watch in silence as the little golden dragon rose from the ground again and again under the roar of the Dragon God, reluctantly supporting his trembling body to launch one attack after another.