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

Zu Qi dragged his suitcase back to the bedroom with great strides. Thinking back to the scene just now, he felt that he should probably say hello to Xue Jue's friends instead of running away without looking back.

But he didn't have the courage.

If it were him when he crossed over, he would not take these details into consideration, and his actions depend on his mood. However, since he was sure that he liked Xue Jue a little bit, he always felt that no matter what he did, he would be at a loss.

The unseen feelings buried in his heart are like long slender and strong vines, crawling all over his body silently, binding him up.

The more you struggle, the more you feel suffocated, as if the oxygen in the chest cavity has been removed.

Zu Qi sat on the bedside and thought about it a lot. Suddenly he felt a little confused. He thought he should explore Xue Jue's mouth, in case Xue Jue liked him too...

I just thought about it, and found that this possibility is unlikely.

After all, the original owner once did such a bad thing to Xue Jue. Now in Xue Jue's eyes, he is the original owner. How could Xue Jue be moved by him?

Zu Qi irritably scratched his hair. Since he still couldn't make up his mind for a while, he could only force himself not to think about those things.

Central air-conditioning was turned on in the room, and Zu Qi was still wrapped in a thick cotton coat. At this time, he blew for a while against the warm hot air, and both cheeks were flushed.

He got up and took off his heavy coat, pulled out a set of clean clothes from the suitcase and walked into the bathroom.

Zu Qi took a bath very quickly. In less than half an hour, he came out of the bathroom with his half-dried hair. He looked up and saw a man standing in front of the closet with his back facing him.

As if hearing his footsteps, Xue Jue slowly turned around and waved to Zu Qi: "Come here."

Zuqi: "..." When he is a puppy?

Although she was not very willing in her heart, Zu Qi could not refuse Xue Jue's order, and walked over with her shoulders hanging down, like a puppy whose tail was pinched.

Then, at a position three steps away from Xue Jue, he abruptly stood on his heels.

This time it was Xue Jue's turn to be speechless. He looked helplessly at Zu·Zou Bao·Qi, and simply stepped forward and took the initiative to grab Zu Qi's wrist.

"You." Xue Jue's tone was filled with hatred of iron not becoming steel, but more of it was helpless. He took some effort to pull Zuqi to the closet, "I won't eat you again. As for being afraid of being like this?"

Zu Qi thought to himself that he was afraid, he was obviously nervous, okay!

Besides, the two of them are so close that he is not allowed to be shy?

Zu Qi wanted to refute Xue Jue frankly, but when the words came to his lips, he turned into a low-hearted whisper: "I'm scared? You, don't talk nonsense."

Xue Jue raised his eyebrows, "Then what are you shaking?"

Zu Qi said, "I, I didn't shake."

Before he could finish his words, Xue Jue suddenly stretched out his hand to press Zu Qi’s head. Zu Qi, who was still shaking just now, stopped moving, as if he had been spotted on the acupuncture point, only a pair of dark and bright eyes were still there. It's spinning around.

Xue Jue chuckled, and his beautiful and clear eyes were full of smiles, as bright as the stars in the sky, but Zu Qi, who was flushed and buried his head, did not notice.

He said, "You said you haven't shaken yet?"

"..." Zu Qi knew he couldn't say Xue Jue, so he closed his mouth.

The temperature of Xue Jue's palm was continuously transmitted through his hair and skin, and it also succeeded in spreading the red on Zu Qi's face to the roots of his ears. He wanted to pat off Xue Jue's hand that took advantage, but he was a little reluctant.

After struggling for a while, Zu Qi let Xue Jue go.

Zu Qi had just dried his hair, and the fluffy hair felt as smooth as delicate feathers. Xue Jue suddenly fell in love with him. He couldn't help but gently rubbed Zu Qi's head as if stroking a well-behaved rabbit. .

I have to say that Zu Qi today is particularly obedient.

Xue Jue's gaze gradually looked down, staying on Zu Qi’s rosy cheeks, perhaps because of just taking a shower, a layer of moisturizing luster appeared on his body, as if you could pinch his face. Pinch out the water.

In fact, before Xue Jue's brain reacted, his hand had already made this movement uncontrollably.

His index finger and thumb carefully squeezed Zu Qi's face, and the hand feels much better than expected. Like squeezing glutinous rice dumplings, Xue Jue even had the illusion that he was about to indulge in.

"Xue Jue?" Zu Qi's voice pulled him back to reality.

Xue Jue quickly converged his thoughts and pretended to let go of the water as if nothing had happened: "Oh nothing, there is something on your face."

Zu Qi was so provoked by Xue Jue's unconscious behavior that smoke appeared on his body, and he blushed like a monkey butt.

He hadn't planned to ask Xue Jue what he said. At this moment, when Xue Jue said so, he subconsciously touched his face, blinked blankly and said, "Ah? What's on my face?"

"Water drops." Xue Jue was quite calm, "You didn't wipe it clean."

Zu Qi: "..." Are you making excuses for fear that others will not be able to tell?

But Zu Qi didn't ask Xue Jue why he did this, his thoughts were confused.

At this moment, he is an invisible magnetic field, and every subtle move of Xue Jue can cause a butterfly effect to interfere with him.

Before getting the answer, he should keep some distance from Xue Jue, otherwise he might sink down gradually, but Xue Jue as a bystander watched his every move coldly on the shore.

Thinking of this, Zu Qi's breathing is a bit heavy.

He tried to conceal his deep anxiety, and watched Xue Jue take out a new black suit from the closet: "I asked someone to make it according to your previous size. You can try to fit it."

Zu Qi took the suit and compared it in front of him. The size should be right. He raised his eyebrows and deliberately teased Xue Jue: "What if it doesn't fit? Isn't this suit made for nothing?"

Xue Jue opened the closet on the other side: "I ordered all the sizes you might wear, and there are always suits you can wear in it."

"..." Zu Qi looked at the extra clothes faintly, as if smelling the scent of the RMB being burned by the fire, and suddenly his heart was bleeding, "Are you rich people so self-willed..."

Xue Jue didn't care: "Time is more important than money."

Zuqi recalled the pictures of him lying on the bed like a dead person, playing with his mobile phone and scanning Weibo, and couldn't help but sigh that even if he sold his time tons, no one would buy it.

After thinking about it, Zu Qi hugged his suit and ran into the bathroom.

Xue Jue squinted at the closed bathroom door. Before, Zu Qi never minded changing clothes in front of him, and sometimes he deliberately faced him to see how he reacted.

Unexpectedly, Zu Qi, who had a face as thick as the city wall, would actually be ashamed one day.

Xue Jue became more and more amused, and even wanted to knock on the door to scare Zu Qi, but in the end he suppressed the impulse-not everyone can pull his face like Zu Qi.

Xue Jue leaned in front of the closet and exhaled. He suddenly recalled the words that Zu Qi had deliberately molested him before. The corners of his mouth could not be suppressed. He opened his mouth and uttered two words softly: "Rogue."

...

When Zu Qi changed clothes and came out, Xue Jue had already greeted him and left.

In the afternoon, Xue Jue was too busy to see anyone, and his group of friends didn't know where they went.

Zu Qi found Steward Zhang to inquire about it, only to realize that some guests had arrived early, Xue Jue was busy receiving them, and those people including Jin Yu seemed to have gone to a club to play.

Zu Qi, who could not help anything, found Weng Yuxiang and sat in the bright living room with her, holding Xue Wan, watching TV.

Zu Qi and Xue Wanwan were separated for ten days, thinking that this little guy would be a little stranger to him, but when Xue Wanwan was still held in his arms by Weng Yuxiang, he started howling when he saw him, waving his hand to come. Catch him.

"Hey, dad." Weng Yuxiang smiled, teasing Xue million for a while before handing the little guy to Zu Qi.

Lying in Zu Qi's arms, Xue Wan suddenly stopped making noise, blinking with his big, grape-like eyes, staring at Zu Qi for a moment, making a babbling sound in his mouth.

Zu Qi held Xue Wanwan's fat and soft body, feeling the little guy's trust and dependence on him without impurity, as if his whole heart was about to melt in an instant.

The thoughts that were originally suppressed are like water flowing out of the bathtub, pouring in layers.

He lowered his head and bit on Xue Wan's soft nose, Xue Wan stretched out his small hand and curiously touched his face.

"Call Dad." Zu Qi said, and repeated it again in a slow tone, "Dad—Dad—"

Xue Wanzhi happily said: "Yeah yah yah-"

Zu Qi was speechless: "It's Dad, not Yaya."

"Yeah yah yah yah yah-" The little guy seemed to be antagonizing Zu Qi, excitedly made a series of slurred sounds, and his saliva flowed down his cheeks.

Zu Qi became angry with a puffer fish, thinking that when this stinky boy grows up, he must hold him down and shout 50 times to father.

Upon seeing this, Weng Yuxiang couldn't help but laugh: "It's still early. It will take at least six months before the child will start to learn to call Mom and Dad."

Zu Qi was instantly discouraged: "It will take a long time to wait..."

"Quickly." Weng Yuxiang smiled, "I still remember when I gave birth to Xiao Jue, he was fatter than ten million. Now if I don't pay attention, he also has his own child."

Weng Yuxiang was a little nostalgic, but also a little emotional.

Time is not forgiving, time is like sand in your fingers.

The more Xue Wan grew up, the more mischievous. With his desperate tossing, Zu Qi would not be bored. Two adults and a little baby sat on the sofa and rested not long before ushered in the first person who specifically looked for them. Guests.

-Liu Jing.

Weng Yuxiang and Liu Jing are good friends, and naturally sent an invitation to Liu Jing, but the person Liu Jing wants to see should be Zu Qi.

When Zu Qi saw Liu Jing's expressions, he guessed the purpose of her trip, so he gave Xue Wan to Weng Yuxiang to hold him, and he took Liu Jing to the balcony to speak.