Captivating the Martial Realm

“Child… is the child okay…” A very weak voice asked. “Jing’er, it’s fine, the child is doing great. Look, how cute!” I was transferred from one embrace to another. Damn, the large sausage is back! Turns out it’s the uncle’s finger.

Depressed. Ah, I won’t be their child, right? I quickly checked my parents’ appearance. The biology teacher repeatedly emphasized: genes are important!

Is this my father? No way… He’s clearly a forty-year-old man! However, I can see his youthful appearance.

Now, looking at my mother—oh my! A beauty, absolutely! Even though she looks weak and haggard after childbirth, it doesn’t affect her stunning demeanor at all. I may not recite the Ode to the Goddess Luoshen, but I know my mother is more beautiful, gentler, and more charming than any female I’ve seen.

Her pale face from childbirth, with slightly wrinkled eyebrows relaxing upon seeing me, reveals an expression of surprise and joy. Her eyes, misty like autumn water, match her delicate upturned nose and pale cherry lips, sketching the soft appearance of a beauty from a painting.

“This girl will definitely be a stunning little seductress when she grows up—look at how she’s drooling!” Dad teases me, his tone filled with affection.

“I just saw her not making a sound… I thought she…” Mom still seems shaken.

“Yes, I thought the young miss had stopped breathing. Didn’t expect… truly blessed by Buddha!” the aunty chimed in.

Huh? Did I just walk back from the gates of hell? I replay the previous events in my mind. Can you blame me? Falling from the ninety-ninth heaven would scare anyone unconscious!

I try to burrow my little face into the swaddling clothes but find I can’t move. My shyness is exposed under everyone’s gaze.

“Wow, master, madam, look, the young miss’s face is so red!” an insensitive aunt teases me. I, Flower Xiaoxin, want to cry!

“Husband, give our daughter a name?” my gentle mother asks while hugging me.

“Hmm… call her Shi Tuaner? Round and round, happy and complete.”

Before she finishes, I start crying. “Wow—” Why am I so unlucky? First, I was killed by white poop, then drowned in a cesspit, and now I’m reborn with the surname Shi! I’m actually called Shi Tuaner!

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