I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

Could this space lead to somewhere in the northeast?

After a brief shock, Zu Qi quickly recovered. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and said with an awkward smile: "I'm sorry, there is something wrong during the day, and I'm back late."

The little boy frowned and his expression seemed a little confused. He continued to speak in the not-so-authentic Northeast dialect and said, "Are the people on your side very busy?"

Zu Qi smiled and said: "Everyone has their own way of life. Some people will be very busy, and some people will be more leisurely."

In the end, Zu Qi asked just what the little boy said, "The people on our side? Which side do you mean?"

"It's a person in your world." The little boy turned his head to look at the other boy, pouted slightly, and said aggrievedly, "People from the Northeast are getting too busy, and don't tell us brothers when they leave. It made us wait blindly every day."

When the other boy heard this, he also shook his head and sighed with hatred for iron and steel, as if he was a vicissitudes of life sighing for his old father.

"Don't call him from the Northeast. He is Akuan. The Northeast is the name of their clan, not the name!" The third boy protested angrily.

The curly-haired boy said, "Isn't A Kuan from the Northeast? I told him that there is nothing wrong with the Northeast."

"There is something wrong!" the third boy retorted.

"I said there is nothing wrong with nothing wrong!"

"I said that if there is something wrong, there is something wrong!"

Seeing that the war between the two little boys was about to start, Zu Qi hurried forward to pull the people away, and at the same time enthusiastically greeted them to eat, trying to divert their attention.

The child deserves to be a child. After Zuqi's reminder, he remembered that there were still fragrant chestnut yam porridge and golden crispy grilled ribs in front of them.

So he immediately sat in rows on the lawn, raised his head eagerly and waited for Zuqi's assignment, his face was completely missing the vigilance and defense a few minutes ago.

Zu Qi couldn't laugh or cry, but fortunately he had a few more chopsticks.

Putting the chopsticks into the hands of the boys one by one, Zu Qi asked gently while pouring the porridge into a small bowl: "Did A Kuan once give you food like this?"

Otherwise, their movements would not be so proficient, and they would know that someone had fed them.

"Isn't it? Thanks to Ah Kuan, we can eat hot food." The curly boy gnawed on the ribs and sighed, "I'm tired of those fruits."

The other two little boys listened and nodded their heads like a chicken pecking at rice.

Taking advantage of the boys' eating effort, Zu Qi sat next to them and chatted a lot with them, and learned that their names were Dabao, Erbao and Sanbao.

Dabao is a curly-haired boy who I have met with Zuqi many times before. Erbao has a pair of beautiful peach eyes. He has a soft temper and speaks softly. Sanbao is small, looks as cute as Dabao, and has the same temper. Hot.

Of course, these are not their original names, but the nicknames given to them by A Kuan, collectively called the Three Auspicious Treasures. It can be seen that they like this name very much.

The Auspicious Three Treasures are aboriginal people who were born and raised in this place. They live on a hill not far from the other side of the river, where all their clan lives.

About a hundred years ago, this land was not as barren as it is now. At that time, there were wild fruit trees, the fruits of which were full and clear, and small animals appeared in groups in the bushes.

The boys' tribe makes a living by catching small animals. Later, as time goes by, the weather gets worse and worse, sometimes hot and sometimes cold, and the traces of the small animals become more and more difficult to find.

To this day, they all live by picking wild fruits. Unfortunately, the number of fruit trees has been declining. It may not take a hundred years before the fruit trees will disappear like small animals.

The appearance of A Kuan was just as accidental as Zu Qi, except that he came more frequently, and he would often bring a variety of foods from the world over there, but it was a pity that A Kuan never came back after returning. pass.

But Kuan is very smart. He learned the language here in only half a year, and at the same time taught Jixiang Sanbao to speak Chinese.

It's just that their not-so-authentic Northeastern dialect always sounds like a word...

After the conversation, Jixiang Sanbao also ate the chestnut yam porridge and the sweet and sour grilled pork ribs cleanly, looking at the posture as if they wished to lick all the plates.

But after raising his eyes to see Zu Qi looking at them gently like a loving father, the Auspicious Sambo, who was about to lick the plate, put down the plate in embarrassment.

"If you meet A Kuan over there, can you convey a word for us? Just say that we miss him especially." Er Bao said sadly.

Zu Qi thought that China was so big, and A Kuan was from the Northeast. What's more, he didn't even know A Kuan's appearance, even if he met him one day, he would not be able to recognize it.

But in order not to make the auspicious three treasures too sad, he still comforted: "If I can meet A Kuan, I will definitely convey your words to him."

After receiving the assurance, the Auspicious Sambo suddenly smiled. They seemed to have completely put down their guard on Zu Qi and warmly invited Zu Qi to visit their home.

Zu Qi suddenly remembered his plan to recruit people to help pick wild chrysanthemums, and he was immediately moved. However, considering that he was not so familiar with the people here, the people here would not believe him like they trusted A Kuan.

Soon Zuqi stopped breathing again.

This kind of thing can't be anxious, let's go slowly.

After going around and thinking a lot, Zu Qi finally politely declined the kindness of the auspicious three treasures.

Seeing Zu Qi got up and ready to leave, the auspicious Sambo took action to tidy up the dinner plates and soup bowls and hand them to Zu Qi.

Er Bao ran to the back of a bush with his short legs, and soon he hummed and dragged out a plastic bag full of dangdang. That plastic bag was the same bag that Zuqi used to hold snacks. .

"Here you!" Dabao took the bag and hung the bag in Zuqi's palm on tiptoe.

Zu Qi was still holding the plate in both hands, and was almost lifted by the sudden weight of his hands to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"This is our freshly picked fruit. Although it's not delicious, it's the only thank you gift we can offer." Dabao looked up at Zu Qi, and said milkily.

The Three Treasures patted Zu Qi's leg decently: "Yes, little brother, you are kind to us, you have brought us so much food, we have to thank you very much!"

Er Bao covered his face and sighed: "I don't know if we can still pick fruit in a hundred years. If there are no fruit trees, then we will have to starve to death."

As he said, Jixiang Sambo wrinkled his face and sighed at the same time.

"Wait..." Zu Qi seemed to find something, his eyes widened in disbelief, "A hundred years from now? Can you still live for a hundred years?"

Dabaoren Xiaogui Dadi tweeted: "The three of us are eighty years old. A Kuan said that we are about the same age as your old man, but our old man here is seven or eight hundred years old."

Zu Qi: "..."

Therefore, the auspicious three treasures should not call his little brother, but should directly call his grandson...

Returning to reality with a stomach of shock, Zu Qi put the fruit that the auspicious three treasures gave him on the coffee table, and after putting down the dinner plate casually, he lay in bed tired and fell asleep.

I couldn't sleep for too long in this sleep, and Zu Qi was suddenly awakened by the sound of seemingly non-existent water.

Zu Qi suddenly opened his eyes when he realized something. He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to lock the door before going to bed.

Zu Qi wanted to get up and turn on the bedside lamp, but after hearing the sound of water in the room more clearly the next second, he lay back abruptly.

He unconsciously clenched the quilt with his hands, so nervous that he breathed extremely carefully.

Someone in the room!

The sound seemed to come from the bathroom.

Zu Qi breathed and touched the mobile phone placed on the bedside table, trying to dial the number of Butler Zhang.

At this moment, the bathroom door suddenly opened with a creak, which was especially ear-piercing in the quiet air.

The man appeared to have come out of the bathroom, just walking in the direction of Zu Qi. Since the lights in the bedroom and bathroom were not turned on, Zu Qi could only vaguely see a vaguely tall figure.

"Xue Jue." Zu Qi whispered.

"En." The man made a slight nasal sound, with a trace of laziness.

The familiar voice made Zu Qi a sigh of relief, but soon he noticed something wrong again. Before he could react, he felt Xue Jue went to bed and lay beside him.

Zu Qi: "..."

Xue Jue seemed to have just taken a shower. His whole body was naked, and his skin and hair were wet. Even if there was a blanket between him and Zu Qi, Zu Qi felt that he was covered with water vapor.

There was also a strong scent of alcohol that pierced Zu Qi's nose.

Zu Qi frowned, reached out and pushed Xue Jue, who was drowsy asleep, and said in a low voice: "You go to the sofa, the bed is only enough for me to sleep alone."

However, Xue Jue was unmoved and was annoyed by the push. He simply lifted his hand and gently pressed it on Zu Qi's chest. He turned his head, and breathed out a breath of wine on Zu Qi's face.

"Don't move..." Xue Jue's low voice was slightly hoarse, and it sounded like a subwoofer in Zuqi's ears, "I'm so tired, let me sleep..."

After that, Xue Jue was silent again.

"..." Zu Qi stared at the ceiling with a black line on his face. For a while, he pushed Xue Jue's arm twice without discouragement, "You must at least dry your body and hair, the bed was completely covered by you. water."

Hearing that Xue Jue also rubbed Zu Qi a few times, like a large dog just pleasing his owner, his face almost rubbed Zu Qi's neck.

"Wait..." Xue Jue answered unconsciously.

As Xue Jue's voice fell, a few drops of water slipped from his hair to Zu Qi's cheek, presumably half of the pillow Xue Jue was leaning on was also wet.

Zu Qi couldn't bear it. He picked up Xue Jue's arm on his chest and threw it away. Then he raised his throat and said angrily: "Go and dry my hair before going to bed!"

The answer to Zu Qi was silence.

Zu Qi turned his head and opened his eyes unbelievably in the dark. He even wondered if Xue Jue was drugged and how could he sleep like a dead pig.

"Xue Jue!" Suddenly, Zu Qi's anger rose suddenly, "You..."

Before the words were finished, a cold lips suddenly kissed, and the remaining words of Zuqi were firmly blocked in the throat...

"Um..." The frightened Zu Qi stretched out his hand to push Xue Jue away, but Xue Jue, who had already been guarded, grabbed his wrist, and then locked his hands on top of his head.

Xue Jue's breathing was heavy, and his mouth and teeth were full of alcohol. First he carefully sucked with Zu Qi's lips, then he tentatively stretched his tongue out, and bit Zu Qi's tongue in a serious manner.

Poor Zuqi was cumbersome and had difficulty turning over. He was anxious and angry for a while, but he could only be nailed to the cutting board like a fish to be slaughtered.

Xue Jue turned over to press on Zu Qi, and carefully avoided touching Zu Qi's belly. His kissing motion was very clumsy and he didn't have much experience, and he relied on biting and sucking.

And Zuqi did not have much actual combat experience. Although he had made many boy and girl friends, he had just entered university from high school, and his thoughts and behaviors were very simple. He would be ridiculed by his classmates for having lunch and dinner every day. life.

As a result, an almost head-on "master trick" came down, and both of them were out of breath.

It was obviously dark in the room, but Zu Qi felt that Xue Jue's eyes seemed to sparkle with bright luster.

Zu Qi took two deep breaths, and he tasted the bloody smell in his mouth. It should be that Xue Jue's mouth was accidentally bitten, and he couldn't help but cheer.

Xue Jue stood still on top of Zu Qi, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Are you a dog?"

"Did you wake up?" Zu Qi asked back.

Xue Jue snorted coldly, then turned over and lay on his back next to Zu Qi. It seemed that he was completely awake. He was silent for a while before he said: "You are quite enthusiastic."

Zu Qi smiled and said: "There is a saying, "Life is like a strong woman. If you can't resist, you must learn to enjoy it."

Xue Jue: "..." The first time I heard that this sentence can still be used in such a place.