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“It's your fault,” Shen Qingqiu hissed as he felt yet another pang in his stomach.
He was hungry, angry, missed his husband, away on a mission in the demon realm, and was eight months pregnant.
He was too far along in his pregnancy to be able to work with the students, and he was stuck in his bamboo house with the most useless being in the world.
That rat bastard Shang Qinghua looked offended, “My fault? Your husband is responsible! I am innocent, totally!”
He wanted to take him by the throat and slowly choke him. He growled, “Who thought it was a good idea to write a straight novel about an omegaverse world?!”
Shang Qinghua raised his hands, “In my defense, omegaverse was the trend at the time.”
“You took away any possibility of your protagonist having a male omega wife. If I had, maybe I would have understood that he didn't want to kill me!
The other Peak Lord frowned, “I tried, but apparently the public didn't like male omegas, so I gave him lots of omega sisters and some alphas.”
“What's the point of writing an omegaverse if you have to make it straight anyway?!” Shen Qingqiu shouted at him, wishing he had his fan handy.
“Brother, I had to think about the bills!” Shang Qinghua whimpered. “Have some understanding. “
“I will never have sympathy for a second-class writer without any artistic dignity!”
“But you paid me to read other chapters!” Shang Qinghua rebuked him.
“I had to do it to keep insulting me!”
“You can also say that you liked to read. By now we know that you were a total Luo Binghe fanboy even back then. “
She didn't deign him for an answer, instead he ran a hand over his stomach, a movement that didn't escape the Peak Lord's notice.
"It hurts?" she asked him.
“The baby is not kicking me now so that's an improvement,” he snorted. “According to Mu Qingfang, it will be a healthy and very strong baby. It's not a given, considering… well, me.”
"What does it mean?"
It meant that he had been sick his entire previous life, and he was terrified that the System would put his kid through the same. Then there was the fact that his current body also had deficits, which had pissed off the original owner.
“You know what I'm talking about,” Shen Qingqiu snorted. “Who made Shen Qingqiu an omega with a broken body and heat problems?”
“ I had to make sure that Luo Binghe wouldn't think of adding his Shizun to the harem! Revenge rape isn't really my thing.”
“You made my life hell!” he reminded him. “I got my heat in the Water Prison! What would have happened if I hadn't run away, hm?”
“Well, you died after…”
“I had planned that! Not the heat!”
“I'm just saying you could have used it to your advantage to get out sooner…”
He interrupted, “Shameless!”
“Hey, it was just an idea! One look at your tits and Luo Binghe would fall at your feet. We would have saved ourselves the near end of the world!”
“So now it's my fault? You're the one who didn't make it a possibility!”
Shang Qinghua put his hands forward, “Okay, this might have made things complicated…”
"Could be?!"
“...but hey, despite everything, now you're married and with your first kid on the way!”
“First and only,” he muttered, because there was no way he would do it all again.
Sure, his husband liked children, and it was clear that he was made to be a father, even in the original PIDW he was a meh husband, but he was always there for his children.
One probably wouldn't be enough for him. And if he looked at him with that look, Shen Qingqiu wouldn't have the strength to say no.
“Yeah, actually without a harem, it would be difficult to have an army of children like in the original,” Shang Qinghua said. “Although I can see him trying.”
“Don't give him any ideas!”
“Hey, there's always adoption. You could gather lots of children without families and form your big, happy family. “
“This… this isn't a bad idea,” he admitted reluctantly.
“Did you just say something nice to me?”
Shen Qingqiu glared at him, “Don't get used to it. Anyway, is that what you and Mobei thought too?”
“What?”
“Adoption, idiot. “
Shang Qinghua shifted uncomfortably, “Ah, I don't think so…we didn't really talk about children, you know? Of course, sooner or later we will have to make heirs, especially if we don't want to have the clan elders on us. But for now..."
“Qinghua…is it you or Mobei who wants to wait?” she asked him, trying to be delicate.
"Both!"
“...but you...”
“Bro, please,” he said, almost a squeak. "Let's pretend nothing happened, at least for a while. “
He frowned, “Your smell doesn't help the pretense. I'm surprised Mobei doesn't already know this.”
“He left before my scent revealed anything,” Shang Qinghua revealed. “ It was a real fortune. But he'll be back soon, and I don't know how to tell him. “
“He will be happy.”
"You don't know. He might go crazy. He might not want this pup. He could… "
“Hey,” Shen Qingqiu soothed. "Mobei loves you. He will be delighted to know that you will have a child. And if he isn't and acts like an idiot, I'll cut his balls off myself."
Shang Qinghua laughed, “You're a good bro, Cucumber - bro.”
He snorted, but before he could say anything to ruin the moment, the baby kicked him hard.
“Don't tell me you're already deciding on your favorites,” he muttered.
Of course, there was no response. However, the thought of his kid choosing Shang Qinghua as his favorite uncle was not as bad as he feared.