His black robe hung loosely on his body. It was this posture that made him look arrogant from top to bottom.
The smile on Di Juechen's lips suddenly deepened. He suddenly raised his hand and held Feng Chu Ge's waist before she could dodge.
"Wifey, what do you think our child will be like in the future?"
Feng Chuge turned his head and tried to break free. However, Di Juechen's hand tightened around her waist and Feng Chuge had no choice but to face him.
A scorching hot aura pounced on Feng Chu Ge's tender neck. A few traces of ambiguous aura suddenly appeared in the room.
Looking at the pair of purple eyes that had a faint golden glow, Feng Chuge narrowed his eyes.
She suddenly stopped struggling and placed her hands on Di Juechen's brows.
Her slender jade-like fingers slid across his handsome face…
The sudden cold sensation made Di Juechen slightly stunned.