I'm pregnant with my enemy's baby

Jiang Zhijing obediently made a cup of milk and placed it on the bedside. Then he spread his own bed and waited for the people in the bathroom to come out.

Ji Shu put his hands on the washstand and stared at his face in the mirror.

She didn't understand why she had such a big reaction.

He reached out and touched his lips blankly.

I took the initiative to kiss you. If you don't have any idea at all, you can just drink three glasses of wine. Why are you hesitating?

The child is not going to be born, so why should we be so cautious?

If something happens, wouldn't it be appropriate for the child to be aborted?

Protecting her carefully, eating vitamins and drinking milk, Ji Shu, what are you thinking in your head?

Jiang Zhijing was nothing in the first place. He just stuck out his tongue when his lips touched.

You are both pregnant with your children. Are you worried about this now?

Now that you care about it, why don’t you care about it when you get drunk and have sex?

Ji Shu hit his head with his hand. Damn it, Jiang Zhijing was just pretending to be crazy, right? Sticking out your tongue at everyone?

Is he dissatisfied with desire or obsessed with lust?

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When Ji Shu came out of the shower, he saw someone sitting obediently on the floor.

Jiang Zhijing's eyes had been glued to her since she came out.

He kept staring at Ji Shu while she was applying skin care products, combing her hair, and looking at her cell phone.

Ji Shu sat on the bed, playing with his phone, replying to a few messages and scrolling through videos.

Anyway, he just didn't look at Jiang Zhijing or the glass of warm milk on the bedside table.

Jiang Zhijing now really knew that she was angry.

"Jishu."

Even after shouting twice, Ji Shu didn't respond.

"The milk is almost cold. Do you want to drink it?" Jiang Zhijing lay on the side of the bed.

"Don't drink."

Jiang Zhijing sighed, "You drink it, I apologize to you, my brain is hot, I am worse than a beast, I am not a thing, I can't forgive you."

Ji Shu put down his phone this time and looked at him leisurely, "Where did you go wrong?"

"I shouldn't stick out my tongue. I don't know why I got crazy. I was a little out of control. Really, when you kissed me, I felt a little numb. I subconsciously did it! It was really just subconscious, Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare to do this even if you lend me some courage, right? If you feel uncomfortable, otherwise——”

"What else happened?" Ji Shu looked at him calmly.

"Otherwise, if you lick me back, I will never resist." Jiang Zhijing looked like he was ready to die.

Ji Shu grabbed the pillow and slapped Jiang Zhijing on the face, "You're thinking shit!"

Jiang Zhijing hugged the pillow, feeling aggrieved by the beating. "This won't work, and that won't work either. What do you want?"

Then he just gave up on himself and said, "Anyway, I licked them all. What do you want, please give me a happy message."

"Get out of here and disappear from my sight within three seconds."

Ji Shu had already finished digesting it in the bathroom, and finally adjusted himself so as not to bring his resentment to Jiang Zhijing.

Jiang Zhijing is good, he can't pick up any pot, and he can accurately step on the thunder.

Jiang Zhijing was driven out of the room by Ji Shu.

Holding the pillow and quilt, he stood by the door and patted the door, "Jisu? Shushu? Ancestor, don't be like this, it's very cold today."

Zhao Jincheng heard the sound and opened the door with a toothbrush in his mouth.

Seeing Jiang Zhijing like this, he gloated, "Why were you kicked out?"

"You can't even close your mouth while brushing your teeth? You talk so much?"

"..."

Jiang Zhijing continued to bang on the door, "Isn't it okay if it's really wrong? I even said I admitted my mistake."

Maybe he was afraid of disturbing everyone, after all, the camera had been pointed at him since he came out.

The equipment in the room is indeed turned off, but you can't turn off the equipment in the corridor, right?

Jiang Zhijing pressed his forehead against the door and then sent her a message.

[Let me in. The camera is still outside and everyone can see it. How embarrassing. 】

[Then where should I sleep tonight? Lu Yunheng is sleeping on the sofa downstairs. I can't sleep in the corridor, right? Anyway, I still want some idol baggage. 】

[Can we discuss it further, Shushu? 】

The next second, Jiang Zhijing looked at the red exclamation mark behind the message and was completely at a loss.

Why do you get angrier the more you coax her?

Are all pregnant people as angry as Ji Shu? No, she used to have quite a temper.

If this matter had happened in the past, Ji Shu would have had his tongue cut off, but it seems that his life was saved this time.

After a while, Zhao Jincheng opened the door again and stuck his head out, "Brother, why don't we just squeeze in? Do you really want to sleep in the corridor?"

Jiang Zhijing hesitated for a few seconds before entering Zhao Jincheng's room.

"The camera is off. You can do whatever you want. You haven't taken a shower yet, have you?"

Jiang Zhijing went to the bathroom depressed and came out a few seconds later, "Aren't you going to clean the bathroom after taking a shower?"

"I rinsed it with water." Zhao Jincheng returned.

"There are hairs all over the ground. If you lose your hair so much at such a young age, you will be bald sooner or later. Why don't you wash your clothes?" Jiang Zhijing said disgustedly.

"No, brother, why do you have so many things going on? They are all men. What do you mean by looking so disgusted?"

"I have a cleanliness."

"You and Ji Shu use the same bathroom and you dare to talk to her like that? Does Sister Shu not lose her hair or something? It's really not unfair that you were kicked out."

"To shut up."

Jiang Zhijing still used the bathroom, but he didn't even frown the whole time.

I feel uncomfortable no matter how I use someone else's bathroom.

Sharing the same bathroom with Ji Shu is really not a psychological burden.

Ji Shu also likes to throw his clothes in the dirty clothes basket, and there are some unwashed hair on the floor. I don't like it... but that's really not the case.

Jiang Zhijing was still wearing the same clothes as before and hadn't changed. Looking at Zhao Jincheng's bed, it was indeed quite big, so it would be no problem for two people to sleep on it.

"Do you snore at night?" Jiang Zhijing asked seriously.

"Don't worry, I never snore! I'm the only one of the six people in my university dormitory who doesn't snore!" Zhao Jincheng said proudly.

Twelve midnight.

Jiang Zhijing looked at the ceiling in despair in the darkness.

It’s true that he doesn’t snore, but this guy grinds his teeth! You talk so much in your sleep!

I'm memorizing lines in my dream!

Acting is silly, right?

This year's Best Actor won't be watched without this kid Jiang Zhijing.

Jiang Zhijing couldn't bear the disturbance, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He couldn't sleep and planned to go out for a walk.

Passing by Ji Shu's room.

After standing at the door of the room for a while, I reached out and grabbed the doorknob. I didn't really have any expectations, but with just such a gentle twist, the door opened.

You must know that when sleeping before, Ji Shu would definitely lock the door.

The room was dimly lit with a bedside lamp on.

Ji Shu turned his back to the door. From Jiang Zhijing's perspective, he could only see the black hair spread on the pillow.

There was an empty milk cup on the bedside table, and the sides of the cup were stained with milk.

Jiang Zhijing curled his lips.

Suspected of integrity.