In a lavish divine hall.
A man and a woman were tangled together.
"Third Brother! I still want..."
"Hmm? Your fighting spirit is this strong today? Fine, I'll have to oblige!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I just want to have another child with you, preferably a boy!"
"What's this? You're favoring boys over girls now? If Wutong heard that, she'd make trouble with you."
"Hahaha, how could I favor boys over girls? I just want both a son and a daughter!"
"That sounds good. I can satisfy you!"
"Third Brother!"
"Xiao Wu!"
...A thousand words later.
Xiao Wu looked astonished. "Third Brother, what's wrong?"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Tang San looked awkward. Awkward with a capital A!
"Um, Xiao Wu, that was an accident. Definitely an accident."
Xiao Wu looked deeply suspicious.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Tang San grew even more embarrassed. "It really was an accident. Just now, a bad premonition suddenly surfaced in my mind. Something should be about to happen!"
Xiao Wu no longer cared about anything else, and her expression turned serious as well.
Because after becoming a god, Tang San had gained a peculiar ability to sense premonitions, and every single time, they were especially accurate.
Most importantly, Tang San's premonitions were usually related to himself or to the people around him.
"Wutong!"
Xiao Wu immediately thought of the key point.
Tang San's expression also turned solemn, because he had thought of it too.
Because Wutong was the weakness of the two of them. If someone wanted to deal with them, she was absolutely the best choice.
Then Tang San muttered something, because he had thought of someone else.
"Xiuran!"
"Knock, knock!"
A series of knocks sounded at the door.
Immediately after, an extremely disdainful voice came in from outside. "I say, that's enough from