潮篡(二十七) 不堪 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇(11)

On and off, there puffed some mini-lumps on the belly, where the baby inside is playing too excited.
“Little monster,” Xue Niaoer massaging Chu Han’s leg with one hand, and the other hand poking those small lumps each by each, with her eyes gleam with softness.
“Little mon(小怪)”
“Little lambkin(小乖)”
“Kin-er(乖儿)”
“You gonna be kind and not troubling your dad.”
Again, one small lump protrudes from belly, and then actually peace down for real.
Chu Han got all five flavors of his emotion mixed up now.