In the blink of an eye, two or three years had passed.
Sang Luo's belly had grown a little round. All her previous pregnancies had been with Beastman cubs, but this Angel cub was the most similar to a human one, and her pregnancy symptoms were the strongest yet.
The further along she got, the more she suffered from bouts of morning sickness.
She also had the constant urge to use the restroom, having to get up four or five times a night. Her face had even started getting oily and breaking out!
Heaven knows that ever since Sang Luo's cultivation level had risen, her face had been exquisitely delicate, soft, and fair, her pores nearly invisible. Never mind how it utterly captivated her Beast Husbands; even she couldn't help admiring her reflection in the mirror every day. But now, her forehead was covered in small pimples—a truly miserable sight. She sighed at her reflection every day, not even wanting to go out and see anyone.
