Chapter 183: Fei Er Is Pregnant

Nuoya stood at the side, looking at Zhang Fan's expression, smiling as she said:

"Fan Fan, actually what Wu Na said is quite normal; soon your chest will be like his too. But this is only temporary; once the nursing period ends, our chests will return to how they were. So you don't need to worry too much!"

When Zhang Fan heard Nuoya's words, the expression on his face froze even more. He listened blankly as Nuoya finished speaking, then his expression gradually faded, becoming a blank stare.

Wu Na saw that Zhang Fan seemed a bit off, patted his shoulder, and asked worriedly:

"Fan Fan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Don't scare us!"

Fei Er's smile also froze when he heard Wu Na's words.

"Fan Fan, are you alright?" he said, and Fei Er stepped forward, shaking Zhang Fan's shoulder several times. He only stopped after shaking Zhang Fan back to normal.

"I... I'm fine, just a bit dizzy; it must be from you shaking me, Fei Er." After Zhang Fan returned to normal, he gave a pale laugh and said to Fei Er:

"Hahaha! It's good that you're alright! Dizzy, huh? Then let me help you inside to lie down." Seeing that Zhang Fan really had no serious problem, Fei Er laughed happily again.

"No need! No need, I'm fine sitting here; I don't need to lie down—I'm not a patient, why would I need to lie down? Hahaha!" Actually Zhang Fan's body really had no serious problem; his current state was entirely due to feeling uneasy inside.

As for why he felt uneasy, it was just like when he first learned he was pregnant—somewhat unbelievable, yet he couldn't help but ponder the truth of it.

When he first learned he was pregnant, he didn't really believe it, after all he was a pure man on Earth. But those strange pregnancy reactions made him unable to stop wondering whether it was really true.

After all, he wasn't unwilling to be pregnant; otherwise he wouldn't have simply accepted the fact, would he?

But now, hearing Wu Na and Nuoya say that he would someday be like a woman, with two round lumps of flesh on his chest that would last several months—and most importantly, those lumps would secrete milk like a lactating woman!

Regarding the earlier pregnancy, Zhang Fan had reluctantly accepted it, but he never imagined he would have to, like a woman, feed his baby with his own breast milk.

At that moment, Le Le was lying on the little lions' backs, following their steps, and came to the place where Zhang Fan and the others were chatting.

Fei Er looked at the energetic Le Le, couldn't resist reaching out to pick him up, and began to play with him.

"Le Le, Le Le, you're so cute! Quickly call me 'uncle'! Be good!"

Unexpectedly, Le Le completely ignored Fei Er, merely grinning widely at Zhang Fan's direction, paying him no heed at all.

Seeing Le Le so disobedient, Fei Er suddenly had an idea, directly grabbed Le Le and shoved him into Zhang Fan's arms, who was still pondering life's big matters.

"Come on, Fan Fan, hold him—look at your Le Le, he completely ignores me! Humph! You should hold him instead! Look, he's smiling so happily at you!"

Fei Er lowered his head, reached out to pinch Le Le's little cheeks, and laughed as he said to the bewildered Zhang Fan:

"Ah~ah~ba ba! Ba ba!" After Fei Er pinched Le Le's cheeks, Le Le stretched out his hand, patting Fei Er's arm while calling for help from his dad, hoping his dad could subdue this weird uncle Fei Er.

When Zhang Fan heard Le Le call him dad, he finally came to his senses, instinctively hugging Le Le's soft little body, and smiled at Le Le saying, "Le Le is really good! You're calling dad again, right?"

After saying that, Zhang Fan reached out and slapped away Fei Er's hand that was still pinching his child's cheek. He also gave Fei Er a look of contempt, rolled his eyes, and then said:

"How old are you, acting so childish? My Le Le is so little—how could he possibly call you 'uncle'?"

Seeing Zhang Fan mercilessly swat his hand away, Fei Er pulled his hand back, began to rub the sore spot, and said with a look of grievance:

"Wow! Fan Fan! How can you do that? Obviously Le Le calls you dad, so why won't he call you uncle? Isn't it just because nobody taught him? Since that's the case, I'll just teach him myself! Why are you hitting me?"

"You still talk? My slap was light! Look at what you've done to my Le Le's face—pinched it red! How pitiful! Boo hoo… it's all your fault, you weird uncle!"

Seeing Fei Er unrepentant, still wanting to reach out to pinch Le Le's cheeks, Zhang Fan instantly flared up, glaring at Fei Er with wide eyes, and began to lecture him without mercy.

Nuoya and Wu Na stood aside watching, chuckling lightly, and Nuoya even began teasing Fei Er.

"Your relationship is still so good, huh! Hahaha! Fei Er, I see you love kids so much—why don't you have one sooner? Is it because your Mo De is no good? Hahahaha……"

Upon hearing Nuoya's joke, Fei Er no longer continued arguing with Zhang Fan, but turned to Nuoya, laughing and scolding: "Pah! You can't just throw around jokes like that! For all I know, I might really be unable to get pregnant, and then I'd have to come to you for trouble! You'd better be careful!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fei Er finished speaking, everyone burst out laughing.

At that moment, Ba Ke Er had already cleaned the entire main hall; seeing the females' snacks on the table almost gone, he hurried to the storeroom and brought out more for everyone.

Unnoticed, an afternoon passed like that; seeing the sky outside gradually darken, Fei Er, Nuoya, and Wu Na all said goodbye to Zhang Fan's family, taking their own children home.

After Ba Ke Er saw the guests off, he turned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Meanwhile, Zhang Fan took Le Le to play in the main hall.

The view shifted to Fei Er, who had already left Zhang Fan's home.

After parting with Nuoya and the others, Fei Er walked alone toward his own home.

Upon arriving home, Fei Er looked at the empty courtyard, began to sigh silently in his heart, and muttered to himself:

"Ah! This home is still too desolate."

Saying that, Fei Er slowly walked into the courtyard, opened his own front door, and went into the kitchen to busy himself.

Not knowing whether it was because he was feeling down or because he had gotten chilly, Fei Er felt his head a bit dizzy, and hastily finished preparing dinner.

After all the dishes were placed on the table, Fei Er finally couldn't hold on, collapsed onto the table, and passed out.

Mo De had just returned home when he sensed something was off! Normally, as soon as he arrived home, Fei Er would lunge at him, but today was especially abnormal—not only did Fei Er not lunge, the courtyard gate of the house wasn't even closed.

After noticing the situation was wrong, Mo De immediately entered the gate, walked into the house and saw that Fei Er was actually asleep, slumped over the table, with the dishes already laid out on it.

Seeing this, Mo De indicated that he himself was moved to tears! Mo De barely managed to suppress his inner excitement, stepped forward, and was just about to wake Fei Er to eat.

But who would have thought—just as his hand touched Fei Er's hand back, he was startled by Fei Er's scorching temperature!

"Fei Er! Fei Er! What's wrong with you? Wake up quickly!" After reacting, Mo De began urgently calling Fei Er's name, fearing he wouldn't regain consciousness.

Mo De kept calling, kept calling, not knowing how long, until Fei Er finally slowly opened his eyes.

"Mo De, you're back! Hungry? Let's eat. I've already prepared the dishes!" Just as Fei Er opened his eyes, he immediately saw Mo De's worried face, then gave a pale smile and said.

"Fei Er, you almost scared me to death! Still eating? You're sick, you don't even realize it? Come on, I'll take you to Am's place so Am can take a look."

Seeing Fei Er had woken up, Mo De said, feeling relieved.

After saying that, Mo De directly hoisted Fei Er in a horizontal hold and hurriedly ran outside.

Fei Er looked back at the now-cold dishes on the table, felt reluctant, blinked, and looked at Mo De with regret, saying: "Mo De, what should we do? The dishes have gone cold! This was the loving dinner I specially made for you!"

Mo De heard that, helplessly shook his head, and softly comforted Fei Er:

"It's fine, Fei Er; compared to the food, you're more important. If the dishes got cold, we can just reheat them. If something happened to you, what would I do? Be good—don't speak for now, conserve your strength."

After hearing Mo De's words, Fei Er felt warm inside. Because he had a fever, he felt he had no strength left, so he obediently lay in Mo De's arms without speaking further.

Mo De saw Fei Er not speaking, grew a bit anxious, and was nearly driven mad with worry.

"Fei Er, you should say something! I'm afraid you might faint again—what would I do then?"

Fei Er heard Mo De say that, secretly smiled, gave a light cough twice, and said: "Forget it, I'll conserve my strength! Go slower, I feel terrible! You're running too fast, it's making me dizzy!"

Mo De originally wanted to rush to Wei Er's house to spare Fei Er from suffering, but who would have thought Fei Er would say he felt dizzy? Hearing that, he didn't dare continue sprinting, instead he slowed his pace and began to walk quickly.

Seeing Mo De be so clueless, Fei Er was extremely helpless, rolled his eyes, and began to remind: "Mo De, where are your wings?"

Hearing Fei Er's reminder, Mo De suddenly understood, immediately spread his wings, and flew toward Wei Er's house.

Upon arriving at Wei Er's house, he handed Fei Er over to Wei Er, and Mo De's heart, which had been lifted, gradually settled back.

When Mo De placed Fei Er on the sickbed, Fei Er could no longer hold on and fainted again. Seeing Fei Er's condition, Wei Er, although anxious inside, still put forth his most composed and calm demeanor to face it.

After Wei Er fed Fei Er some fever-reducing pills, he then began to take his pulse. Who would have thought, as soon as his hand touched, his whole person boiled over.

"Mo De! Fei Ji! Come quickly, I'll tell you: our Fei Er is fine; his current state is entirely because he has a child, but he didn't notice it was caused by lack of warmth."

Hearing Wei Er say that, Mo De and Fei Ji began to lose control of their emotions.