TSFLIP Chapter 411

Feng Guang couldn’t help herself. She grabbed his arm and bit down hard. After about half an hour of pain, she suddenly felt something slide out of her body. She felt a wave of relief, but before she could catch her breath, the absence of the baby’s cry caused her heart to tighten. Fang Yue, this man who only knew cultivation, was unreliable at this moment. Struggling, she pulled at his hand to sit up. What she saw made her eyes widen: a white, smooth-skinned baby was curled inside a thin, pale pink membrane, eyes closed as though peacefully asleep.

She… had delivered the placenta as well? But wait, it was strange—there was no need to cut the umbilical cord.

Feng Guang reached out with her index finger and gently poked the thin membrane around the baby. At the point of contact, the membrane seemed to dissolve into a mist, and the baby moved slightly, revealing two small black spots on its back.

Upon closer inspection, those were tiny, soft black wings—similar to regular wings but far more beautiful.

“Feng Guang, how do you feel?”

Feng Guang heard Fang Yue, who was still oblivious to the baby’s condition, and her anger flared again. She didn’t bother to respond to him. Instead, she pulled a small blanket from her storage bracelet, the kind she usually used to rest on her wicker chair, and wrapped the baby in it. Gently, she cradled the child, stroking its overly smooth little face. The baby made a soft, sleepy sound. She wasn’t incapable of making noise—it was just that the child had fallen asleep. Feng Guang breathed a sigh of relief, her heart softening.

“Fang Yue.” She looked at the neglected man, her tone cold. “Do you have wings too?”

Fang Yue, seeing she was willing to talk to him again, lifted his lashes, smiling. “I don’t have wings.”

“How strange… how could Xiaoxiao have tiny black wings?” Feng Guang wondered aloud, puzzled. Could it be a genetic mutation?

Fang Yue didn’t mind that she had already named their daughter without much thought. Instead, he was more concerned about her well-being. “Feng Guang, are you still in pain? Do you need to bite my hand again?”

Feng Guang froze, staring at him as if she could see a flower blooming on his face. When he was gentle, he made it impossible to escape his embrace. When he was serious, he invoked a desire to destroy his seemingly reserved aura. But no matter the mood, he always made her heart flutter uncontrollably.

Suddenly, she thought, what was she even angry about? He was now abandoned by everyone, with only her and Xiaoxiao by his side. If she continued to ignore him, how much would it hurt him? With his reserved personality, he would probably quietly swallow any pain himself.

“Ah…” She sighed, then said, “Lower your head.”

Fang Yue obediently lowered his head, and unexpectedly, she kissed his lips, teasing him with a light bite.

“Fang Yue, listen up. No matter who you are or how many misunderstand you, Xiaoxiao and I will always love you. So from now on, I don’t want you hiding anything from me.”

Fang Yue felt his heart flutter, sweeter than the first piece of candy he ever ate as a child. He lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead to hers, planting a soft kiss on the corner of her lips. “Everything Feng Guang says, I will agree to.”