I'm pregnant with my enemy's baby

Jiang Zhijing dragged two suitcases and opened the door to his home.

Ji Shu followed behind and listened to the manager's chatter.

Ji Shu stopped talking after he repeatedly promised that he wouldn't cause any trouble recently or run around.

"You just came back from the recording this time. We talked about renewing the contract last time. Come out and meet me tomorrow. Let's talk in person?"

"Okay, let's talk about it when we meet tomorrow."

Ji Shu hung up the phone, went in and lay down directly on the sofa.

"I'm so exhausted that I can sit upright."

"Go take a bath and I'll squeeze it for you later? What do you want to eat? Can I order takeout for you?"

Ji Shu sat up, "I really want to eat the fried pork ribs now, and I also want to drink milk tea."

"Okay, I'll give you some."

The pork ribs had been marinated in advance and were full of aroma and flavor. Ji Shu felt uncomfortable eating it with chopsticks, so he started to eat it.

Jiang Zhijing also ordered some dumplings for her to eat with them.

"Is my service adequate?" Jiang Zhijing asked.

"It's not bad. One hundred and fifty a day is not a big loss."

"You can buy me for one hundred and fifty a day. I'm Jiang Zhijing. Ji Shu, how can you still behave so well even if you get a bargain?"

Ji Shu stopped chewing the ribs. His fingertips were still stained with oil. He reached out and pinched Jiang Zhijing's chin, looking left and right.

"What's wrong with Jiang Zhijing? Is Jiang Zhijing very expensive? One hundred and fifty a day is about the same."

"Don't touch me with your hands that have just finished chewing the bones. They're all oil."

Ji Shu made a cut and continued to chew the ribs.

"Isn't Jiang Zhijing beaten by me since childhood? I used to ride him like a horse when I was young. Do you fans know this? You will definitely be angry to death." Ji Shu smiled.

"Don't use your childhood as an excuse for whether something will work or not. I was unlucky that time and lost the game. Didn't you also turn your back on me?"

"Hmm, give me some vinegar. I want to be jealous when I eat dumplings."

Jiang Zhijing got up and went to the kitchen to pour a dish of vinegar and add some sesame oil.

Ji Shu ate deliciously and was full. He packed up the dishes and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash up.

Jiang Zhijing took it directly, "You can't even wash the dishes, so don't go to the kitchen and get in the way."

"Why can't I wash it clean? I washed it three times!" Ji Shu said dissatisfied.

"You don't need to wash it anyway, you can go play with it."

"If you don't wash it, I won't wash it. I don't care about washing it." Ji Shu snorted and turned around to leave.

Jiang Zhijing looked at his back and sighed. He was getting really difficult to serve every day. If he wanted to say something, he had to beat around the bush.

I didn't get any benefits at all, and I was even tortured.

Ji Shu has been having cramps almost every night these days, and he wakes up with cramps and pain in his legs.

Every time the time is quite regular, Jiang Zhijing will wake up once in the middle of the night to squeeze her legs.

Ji Shu made a little noise and he quickly woke up.

After I came back, the treatment was not as good as when I was recording the show.

After all, City A is now in autumn, and the weather is neither cold nor hot, so you won't catch a cold even if you lay on the floor.

When Jiang Zhijing woke up in the middle of the night, before she even opened her eyes, she was lying on the edge of the bed in a daze, reaching into the quilt to massage her legs, looking sleepy.

Ji Shu was so painful that he woke up.

He turned sideways and looked at Jiang Zhijing's sleepy appearance.

After massaging for a while, the discomfort disappeared, and Jiang Zhijing continued to massage.

Ji Shu stared at his profile. The man's chin was resting on the edge of the bed, and he couldn't even open his eyes. The movements of his hands didn't stop at all.

This inexplicably warmed Ji Shu's heart and made him want to take a photo to commemorate it.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. You can go to sleep." Ji Shu patted him on the arm.

Jiang Zhijing still had his eyes closed, "Well, you go to sleep and I'll hold you for a while."

It's like this almost every night. Every time, Jiang Zhijing waits for Ji Shu to go to sleep.

Anyone who is woken up in the middle of the night will be unhappy, but Jiang Zhijing seems to have no temper at all.

These were all done on his own initiative, no one asked him.

Ji Shu was lying on the bed, thinking that if she got married and got pregnant in the future, would her husband be able to do what Jiang Zhijing did? Be thoughtful and considerate of everything.

If I asked him to pinch my legs in the middle of the night, would he be angry or angry? Would it be inferior to Jiang Zhijing, or even inferior to him?

Thinking about it, Ji Shu felt even more uncomfortable. If he found a man who was not as good as Jiang Zhijing, what kind of man would he find? Even Jiang Zhijing couldn't compare, so what else should he do? .

If Jiang Zhijing has a girlfriend in the future, he will treat her so tenderly after getting married, right? If he takes care of himself to this extent, then if it's someone he likes, why shouldn't he be so pampered? Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting.

Ji Shu felt a little unhappy and congested, and he couldn't explain what this strange emotion was about.

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Ji Shu received a call from a friend the next morning, asking her to look at the house and saying that she had already negotiated with the landlord and that Ji Shu could move in immediately if there were no problems.

When he answered the phone, Jiang Zhijing was peeling nuts nearby.

After hearing the conversation, Jiang Zhijing stopped and stared at Ji Shu. After hanging up the phone, he asked casually while peeling the pistachios.

"Have you found the house yet?"

"Well, let me go to see the house. But I have an appointment with the agent tonight, but the landlord only has time today. He will go abroad tomorrow. I will go over to see it tonight."

Jiang Zhijing lowered his eyes and said "Oh" after a long while.

Ji Shu ate a little, then stopped eating, and Jiang Zhijing didn't peel it any more.

Ji Shu took a shower before going out, then squatted on the ground to pack his suitcase.

Jiang Zhijing leaned against the door, "Are you moving out tonight?"

"Maybe. I'll go check out the house tonight. My friend took photos for me. I think it's okay, so I'll check it out again."

"Where is the house?"

"That side of Qingbei Road."

Jiang Zhijing was silent. The community where he lived was forty minutes away, which was quite far.

Ji Shu picked out some clothes, put on his bag, and had his mask, hat, and sunglasses ready.

"I send you?"

"No, it's convenient to take a taxi downstairs. I might come back very late at night. If there's no problem with the house, I might stay there tonight."

Then Ji Shu smiled again, "Maybe you can sleep on the bed starting tonight. Isn't it comfortable to sleep on the floor? Let's go."

Ji Shu changed his shoes and opened the door without looking back.

As he turned around, the smile on his face froze.

I couldn't laugh, I wasn't happy at all.

But there is no way for Jiang Zhijing to continue like this. Sooner or later, he will have to move out, and the child is just an accident.

Ji Shu took a deep breath and quickly got on the elevator.