Chapter 172: This Is My Wife, Kiana
"Four Queens, four times the joy! ...Huh? Where's My Queen?"
Wutong pointed to a glowing dot in the sky, her mouth twitching. "You launched her into the air…"
Bella looked up in alarm and flew after Sirin. "My Queen, wait for me!"
Moments earlier, Sirin, feeling guilty about her harsh words, had intended to comfort Bella. But just as she stepped forward, Bella had suddenly stood up, sending Sirin flying with the force of her excitement.
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"Fu Lin, I still want more~" Kiana lay in Fu Lin's arms, her face flushed as she rubbed against Fu Lin's chest. Her pupils seemed to turn into heart shapes for a moment, her expression one of insatiable desire.
Fu Lin stared lifelessly at the ceiling, his face showing a trace of weariness. Hearing Kiana's words, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly turned his back to her.
Feeling Kiana pressing against his back, silent tears of regret rolled down his face. He shouldn't have given in to temptation a few days ago—now he was stuck!
Kiana's constant demands—during meals, baths, sleep...—were like those of an insatiable hungry wolf, leaving Fu Lin feeling utterly drained.
Especially that so-called secret manual Kiana bought from a beggar. That thing was both enjoyable and torturous.
Fu Lin grabbed Kiana's restless hands, turned to look at her guilty gaze, and said, "Kiana, let's rest for a bit, okay?"
Kiana nodded and replied, "Alright."
But a moment later, she asked, "Fu Lin, do you prefer boys or girls?"
She placed Fu Lin's hand on her slightly rounded belly, looking at him with anticipation. If possible, having twins—a boy and a girl—would be nice.
"Kiana... I'm not ready..." To be a dad so soon!
Fu Lin looked at Kiana's belly with a complicated expression. After the relentless days they'd had, it would be hard not to get pregnant—unless there was reproductive isolation or infertility...
Also, I'm so tired right now!
"Fu Lin, how about naming the girl Fu Xing*( also Fu Stelle)?" Kiana seemed not to hear Fu Lin's words, even having the name already planned out.
Fu Lin's mind flashed with an image of a Fu Xing rummaging through trash bins. His eyelid twitched, and he said through gritted teeth, "Fu Xing... let's maybe pick another name?"
Kiana looked at Fu Lin in confusion, her face full of happiness. "Fu Xing has such a wonderful meaning! It represents the blessing of love between you and me—our lucky star."
"..." Fu Lin, eyes heavy, stared at the dreamy Kiana. He decided to close his eyes slowly. Soon, he fell asleep, though the frown on his face suggested it wasn't a pleasant dream.
Seeing this, Kiana quieted down as well. She gently soothed Fu Lin's frowning brow, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. To keep Fu Lin, pregnancy was necessary...
As long as I have Fu Lin's child, how can that little brat Herrscher of Sentience fight me for him?
Thinking this, Kiana buried her head in Fu Lin's chest and gradually drifted to sleep. A triumphant smile curled on her lips as she dreamt of a beautiful future.
In her dream, Fu Lin, dressed in a suit, held Kiana, clad in a white wedding dress, as they slowly walked into the hall of marriage. Under the vows of the priest, they became husband and wife.
Seated below were Theresa, Bronya, Himeko, Fu Hua, and the pale-faced Herrscher of Sentience, all offering their blessings to this perfect couple.
The Herrscher of Sentience suddenly grabbed Fu Lin's arm, trying to take him away, but Fu Lin pushed her aside with a look of disgust and embraced Kiana, declaring, "I have a family now. This is my wife, Kiana. From now on, please stay away from me and don't interfere with our family."
A child who resembled Fu Lin poked their head out and, under the shocked gaze of the Herrscher of Sentience, called out to Fu Lin and Kiana, "Daddy, Mommy, hug me~"
At this moment, Fu Hua stepped forward and sighed at the unreasonable Herrscher of Sentience, "Don't bother Fu Lin anymore. He has a family now. Your actions will only embarrass him."
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After who knows how long, Fu Lin sat up and looked at the still-sleeping Kiana. Noticing the smile on her face, he couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of dream is Kiana having to make her so happy?"
Fu Lin summoned the system screen and pondered over the remaining livestream points and the price of world task scrolls.
"A world task scroll costs 5,000 points, and I only have enough points left to buy two. I wonder if it'll work..."
"Forget it, no time to waste. I'll go back to Kiana's childhood and set her straight. Childhood Kiana must still be salvageable!"
After making up his mind, Fu Lin gritted his teeth and bought two world task scrolls. His remaining points dropped from 11,764 to just 1,764.
Glancing at Kiana, Fu Lin carefully got up, put on some clothes, and sat in a chair. With a do-or-die resolve, he used one of the scrolls.
[World task scroll successfully used...]
Before Fu Lin could read the system's message, a sharp pain struck his brain, and he slumped over the desk, unconscious.
[Warning! Constraints detected on the host. For the host's safety, consciousness transfer will commence...]
[Warning! Constraints detected on the host. For the host's safety, consciousness transfer will commence...]
[Warning! Constraints detected on the host. For the host's safety, consciousness transfer will commence...]
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Fu Lin: Why is Kiana dreaming about this?
Author (scratching head): I don't know either. My phone wrote it itself (dog head emoji).
Fu Lin: .....
Author: Hehe ╮(￣▽￣)╭
A murderous aura rose behind the author.
Herrscher of Sentience: Lay down, you!