After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake

The chopstick-long little snake was only as thick as a finger. Its whole body was pitch black, even its eyes. Only upon close inspection could one find those big wet eyes, inside which was a silk-thin red pupil line.

It raised its tail tremblingly, its small body balanced on a red candle only as high as a thumb. The look in its eyes when it looked up at its parents was particularly admiring.

Wan Zhong hid behind Xuan Ming, lying on the shoulder of his big snake and asked in a low voice, “Are the snake eggs broken?”

“Yes, he is actually the weak egg who was always bullied.”

He stretched out a hand and said to the snake cub, who was looking at him longingly, “Come here.”

The snake cub hissed and flicked its tongue with great joy, moving its little body clumsily and hard. It crawled into its father’s palm with a squeak, then looked back at its candle, and tapped Xuan Ming’s fingertips with the tip of its tail, rubbing its little head against his palm as if wanting his father to bring the candle along.

Wan Zhong looked at the little snake cub acting coquettishly in Xuan Ming’s palm without blinking, and asked curiously, “What is that candle?”

“…” Xuan Ming took the mini candle to his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then returned it to the little snake cub, raising his eyebrows and saying happily, “This little guy actually brought his own magic weapon. He must be a person of good fortune.”

Although Wan Zhong didn’t know any cultivation techniques, he knew that a magic weapon must be self-refined, transformed, or obtained by chance. Like Xuan Ming’s magic weapon mirror, which was given by the Emperor of Heaven.

And his cub was born with his own magic weapon, which not only had the same attributes but also saved the process or trouble of getting used to it. This kind of luck of being born with a buff must be unique and special, right?

Wan Zhong was very happy that his baby was a “lucky guy,” and he looked at the snake cub across from Xuan Ming, who was looking at him eagerly.

Xuan Ming was dumbfounded by Wan Zhong’s reaction and was a little unhappy. He put his arm around Wan Zhong’s shoulders and said, “It’s the snake cub you gave birth to. Are you still afraid? Hug it quickly.” As he said that, he was about to hand over the little snake cub in his palm. Wan Zhong hurriedly stepped back.

Although… he gave birth to it but… the only snake Wan Zhong could accept without any grudge was Xuan Ming.

He thought that he was not a particularly good parent and could not kiss and hug his children like ordinary parents. He didn’t even have the courage to look at the snake cub in the eye.

Wan Zhong evaded the snake cub’s wet and expectant gaze, holding Xuan Ming’s thick and long tail tip and grinding his teeth bitterly, whispering back to Xuan Ming, “I, I, I need time…”

Xuan Ming frowned but didn’t force him. Instead, he silently carried the cub to the edge of the pool. After washing off the sticky fetal fluid on its body, he curled a dagger with his tail and cut off slices of meat as thin as a cicada’s wings, feeding them to the little guy.

Occasionally, he glanced sideways at Wan Zhong, who was huddled behind him and did not come to hug the snake cub. His eyes were extremely accusatory.

Wan Zhong coughed lightly, touched the tip of his nose, tugged at Xuan Ming’s sleeve, and asked, “Is it okay to feed it raw food? Should we cook it before feeding it? By the way, does it need milk powder? What do we need to pay attention to when raising it?”

Xuan Ming didn’t speak for a long time before replying, “You don’t have to worry about it, I can take care of it myself. Look, you don’t need to suffer this injustice.”

Wan Zhong punched him hard in the back several times.

There was some silence in the air.

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After the little snake cub had eaten and drank enough, it happily licked the tips of its father’s fingers.

With its slightly bulging belly, it clung to the candle and looked over Xuan Ming’s shoulder toward Wan Zhong. Hissing and flicking its tongue, it seemed it wanted its mother to kiss and hug it. The cub crawled up Xuan Ming’s arm toward Wan Zhong. Unfortunately, it had just broken out of its shell and was still a little baby that needed more love and care from its parents. As soon as it moved to Xuan Ming’s wrist, it leaned over and fell asleep.

That little snoring was exactly the same as Xuan Ming’s big snoring.

Wan Zhong thought to himself that they really deserved to be father and son—that was right! He belatedly asked Xuan Ming, “What is the gender of the snake cub? Is it a male or female?”

Xuan Ming did not tell Wan Zhong that neither of them would be able to give birth to a female snake. It was a pity; the big snake snorted and flicked his tongue but didn’t answer.

After being punched by Wan Zhong again, Xuan Ming bared his teeth and said, “Male.”

It seemed the Demon Emperor had great objections to his spouse, and he actually refused to say another word.

Wan Zhong looked at the snake cub that Xuan Ming had put into a small nest the size of his fist. He wanted to touch it but didn’t dare. He didn’t even let Xuan Ming put the snake cub between them and asked weakly, “You, put the snake cub over there…”

Okay!

Xuan Ming couldn’t bear it anymore. He lowered his head and bit Wan Zhong’s plump buttocks twice with his big white fangs. However, he couldn’t bite his mate hard in case of hurting him, so he hugged the snake cub very depressively, turned over in his nest, tightly wrapped his tail around Wan Zhong, but never wanted to talk to him again.

Wan Zhong pursed his lips and held the snake tail in his arms while sleeping until dawn.