Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 226 Interstellar Wilderness Star Farmer 37

The sea breeze brushed past her ears, blowing Ji Xiaosong's hair into gentle arcs.

Dai Lixing gazed at her profile, bathed in the golden-pink light of the sunset, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Ji Suian's laughter came through the communicator like stardust falling. He inexplicably took her hand and rubbed his fingertips against her wrist.

"Okay, I'll do as you say, right here."

He pulled Ji Xiaosong into his arms and continued, "Songsong, since the location is set by the sea, I think the wedding ceremony should blend in with this beautiful scenery."

Dai Lixing stretched out his hand and pointed to the shimmering sea not far away, his eyes full of longing: "We can build a transparent, floating crystal stage on the sea. When we stand on it, the blue sea is under our feet, the starry sky is above our heads, and the sound of the waves around us accompanies our vows."

As he spoke, his fingers gently traced the outline of the stage in the air, his movements soft and full of anticipation.

Ji Xiaosong's lips curled up into a faint smile, her gaze following Dai Lixing's finger.

Seeing this, Dai Lixing had an idea and continued, "Around the stage, use beams of interstellar energy to create a dreamlike archway. When we walk through it hand in hand, the archway will radiate colorful light, just like the vibrant colors of our future life."

He paused slightly, then turned to look at Ji Xiaosong, his eyes filled with inquiry and expectation: "What do you think, Songsong?"

Ji Xiaosong nodded gently, "It sounds beautiful."

Upon receiving an affirmative reply, a hint of joy flashed in Dai Lixing's eyes. He continued, "I want the guests' seats to be made from interstellar suspended bubbles, filled with fragrant interstellar gas. When the guests are seated, they will feel as if they are in a dreamlike cloud."

He looked at the beach again, thought for a moment, and said, "On the beach, we will pave a path to the stage with luminous sand extracted from interstellar mineral veins. The sand will shimmer with our steps, guiding us toward each other."

As he spoke, he unconsciously took Ji Xiaosong's hand and gently intertwined his fingers with hers.

At that moment, Ji Suian's laughter came through the communicator again, a clear, bell-like sound that echoed in the sea breeze.

Dai Lixing and Ji Xiaosong smiled at each other. Dai Lixing gently squeezed Ji Xiaosong's hand and said, "On the day of the wedding, Sui An will definitely be happy for us."

"Yes, he will witness our happiness."

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As the morning glories climbed the bamboo fence from the eaves of the wooden house and reached into the vegetable garden, Ji Dan was gently patting Ji Sui'an in the cradle with a temperature sensor on the tip of his mechanical finger.

The purple eggplants swayed their round bodies in the twilight, pumpkin vines peeked their fuzzy heads out from the cracks in the fence, and the all-powerful robot hummed a nursery rhyme stored in its data core, turning over the floral diapers hanging on the bamboo pole.

"Was Sui'an a good girl today?"

As Ji Xiaosong spoke, she and Dai Lixing stepped into the house.

The afterglow of the sunset washed over the seaside rocks, following the two home. Dai Lixing's shoulders were damp with the salty sea breeze, and Ji Xiaosong's hair still had half a seashell tied up at the end.

The moment the wooden door creaked open, the reed wind chimes hanging above the cradle began to sing.

Ji Dan's synthesizer in his chest cavity flowed with joyful, electric-sounding notes: "Sui An is a very well-behaved little darling. I just finished counting the seventeenth dandelion with him."

"Our little baby is so amazing."

Dai Lixing smiled as he approached the cradle, gently stroking Ji Suian's little hand, his eyes full of affection.

"That's right, he surprises us every day."

Ji Xiaosong also came over, looking at the child, a happy smile curving her lips.

The aroma of freshly harvested wheat wafted from the kitchen; it was flour ground by a robot from wheat harvested that morning, which was being used to add firewood to the stove for the returning cook.

Dai Lixing squatted by the vegetable patch, picking tender spinach tips. Dew rolled from the veins of the leaves to his wrists, like the Milky Way, adorned with stars, suddenly gaining weight.

"Li Xing, the spinach tonight must be especially fresh."

Ji Xiaosong leaned down to look at the spinach in Dai Lixing's hand and said.

Dai Lixing looked up, a smile in his eyes: "That's right, you wait and see, I'll show you and Sui An what I can do."

Ji Xiaosong taught him to cook before, and now, after many practices, he has achieved results.

As Ji Xiaosong bent down, hibiscus petals fell from her clothes into the cradle. Ji Suian clutched the petals and giggled, startling a blue-winged butterfly that was peeking at the twilight from the window frame.

“Look, Sui An really likes these petals.”

Ji Xiaosong pointed to the flower petals in the child's hand, her face beaming with a gentle smile.

Dai Lixing smiled too: "Our Sui'an will definitely be a little guy who loves beautiful things in the future."

As dusk deepened, turning into purple grape juice, Ji Dan used a robotic arm to hold a child and watch the sunset. The metal joints, filled with the glow of the setting sun, were even softer than a wicker cradle.

On the wooden table sat a celadon bowl, a salad of purslane drizzled with sesame oil, and pumpkin porridge bubbling in a rough earthenware pot. The display screen on the robot's chest glowed with an orange-yellow light, much like a mother sitting by the stove in the past.

When the moonlight soaks into the swaddling clothes of a baby drying on the bamboo fence, Ji Dan will switch to nightingale mode.

As the mechanical fingers brushed across the electronic picture book, dew dripped down the loofah vine. Dai Lixing transformed the floating stage he had designed during the day into a crystal castle from a bedtime story.

Ji Xiaosong leaned against the old pear wood cabinet, watching the moonlight dance on the robot's silver-white shell, and suddenly felt that those cold, hard alloys were more gentle than dandelions in spring.

"Songsong, what kind of child will Sui'an be when he grows up?"

Dai Lixing looked at Ji Suian in the cradle, his eyes filled with anticipation for the future.

Ji Xiaosong tilted her head slightly, her gaze gently falling on Ji Suian. Moonlight shone through the window lattice onto the child's face, outlining his adorable features.

"I think that when Sui An grows up, she will definitely be a kind child."

Her voice was as gentle as moonlight, carrying a hint of expectation, "Like this moonlight, silently shining on the earth, draping all things in the world in a gentle veil. He will use his kindness to warm everyone around him."

Dai Lixing gently held Ji Xiaosong's hand, his thumb slowly stroking the back of her hand, as if drawing strength from it, or as if conveying his love.

"Yes, kindness is the most precious quality."

He looked up at the vegetable garden swaying gently in the moonlight outside the window. "I hope he can have a resilient heart, like those vegetables in the garden that still stand tall in the wind and rain. No matter what difficulties he encounters in the future, he can grit his teeth and persevere, and not be easily defeated."

At this moment, a gentle breeze blows, and the morning glory petals on the bamboo fence gently fall, like pink butterflies.

Ji Xiaosong looked at the petals and smiled faintly: "Moreover, I hope that Sui'an can have a heart that loves life. Look at the flowers, plants and fruits in this garden, they grow and are beautiful in their own way, and every moment is full of vitality. In the future, Sui'an can also be like them, and use her heart to feel the beauty in the little things in life, whether it is the first ray of sunshine in the morning or the twinkling stars at night."

Dai Lixing pulled Ji Xiaosong closer to him, letting her lean on his shoulder, and the two of them gazed at Ji Sui'an in the cradle.

"I also hope that he can have lofty ambitions and, under my wing, carve out his own niche in this vast galaxy."

His voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying a firm belief in the future: "Wherever he goes, our home will always be his warm harbor."

Ji Xiaosong nodded gently, her hair swaying lightly in the breeze, brushing against Dai Lixing's cheek, tickling him, yet carrying endless tenderness.

"Yes, no matter what kind of person Sui An becomes in the future, we will always accompany him and support him."

Their voices intertwined in the quiet night, like a gentle lullaby, accompanying Ji Suian into a sweet dream.

The celadon bowl on the wooden table shimmered softly in the moonlight, as if it too were quietly listening to the parents' overflowing love and expectations for their child.

The days passed by at a leisurely pace, and the wedding that Ji Xiaosong and Dai Lixing had prepared arrived as scheduled.