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Zhou Heng's eyes widened in disbelief, and the handsome face who had been beaten stepped back a little embarrassingly, condescendingly seeing Murong Qing's red eyes, gritted teeth with a desperate look on his face, his eyes were not on him, and his lips trembled a little: "Zhou Heng Heng, are you planning to rape me?"

fuck!

Where is this? !

When Zhou Heng heard such a sentence suddenly, he was so frightened that his eyeballs almost popped out.

Obviously, Murong Qing was sober at this time, he was considered impartial, and hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Brother Qing?" Zhou Heng was so flustered that he didn't dare to beat, he tried to determine whether it was Murong Qing or 'Xue Hang' who was under him at this time: "Brother Qing..."

Murong Qing still kept his face sideways, his eyes were not looking at him, he was a little sleepy out of focus, he didn't know what he was thinking, and ignored him.

Zhou Heng stood up, half-kneeled and half-climbed on top of Murong Qing, stroking Murong Qing's face with trembling fingers: "Brother Qing, in your heart, is that what I am? Or do you never trust me?" I, never loved me."

……

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhou Heng himself was shocked.

No, he originally planned to apologize, but now he complained about Brother Qing as if the villain had complained first.

Did he eat a bear's heart or a leopard's gall? !

It must have been used to by Brother Qing after he lost his memory, so Zhou Heng wished he could give himself two slaps.

“青哥，我……”周恒再开口，嗓子沙哑了，慕容青保持原来的姿势，一脸无动于衷。

Zhou Heng's heart ached, and he stared blankly at Murong Qing who was motionless for half a minute.

Finally, he grinned, got up from Murong Qing, and walked out wearing boxers.

He wasn't looking for an excuse to avoid Murong Qing's sullenness, he was really hurt at that moment just now.

They have been together for two years, and Murong Qing has never been willing to give him his body, even if their wedding day is fixed now, it is understandable that he wants to do it.

Even if he didn't want to have sex before marriage, he could beat him and scold him, but it would be too much to charge him with 'forcing'.

How repulsive was his touch.

Zhou Heng leaned against the wall at the door, his nose was sore, and veins appeared on the back of his clenched hands, since he hated it and didn't like it.

Then, in the beginning, why did Murong Qing agree to associate with him, agree to marry him, was it out of necessity and sympathy? !

No, bah!

With a snap, Zhou Heng slapped himself violently!

He clearly knew it, he clearly knew why Brother Qing lost his memory, and...

Brother Qing, Brother Qing...

Within a minute after Zhou Heng went out, he went in again.

气愤的出去，哭着进去，怂的一逼。

As for Murong Qing in the room, after hearing that Zhou Heng had gone out, his eyes flickered, and he was in a daze for a while, looking far away at the floor-to-ceiling windows with dark gray linen curtains.

This is Zhou Heng's master bedroom?

He shouldn't be here.

No matter how deeply he slept, Zhou Heng carried him from the second bedroom into the master bedroom, he shouldn't feel nothing!

Moreover, light came in through the gap between the two curtains and hit the west side.

So...it's morning?

"Brother Qing, I'm sorry." Zhou Heng walked around the end of the bed and knelt down on the side of the bed where Murong Qing's side face was.

When Murong Qing heard the voice, he withdrew his eyes and narrowed his gaze. Seeing that Murong Qing didn't look at him, Zhou Heng sucked his nose and passed the crying sound, "Oh, Brother Qing, listen to me, I really didn't mean it. Yes, I..."

Seeing that Murong Qing was still ignoring him, Zhou Heng felt flustered and anxious. He couldn't help but grab Murong Qing's hand, put the back of his finger on his heart, and said in confusion, "I don't know how to explain it to you. , in short, Brother Qing, I absolutely did not mean to force you, that is, since you made a memory copy, you have lost your memory, it’s not that your memory is confused, in short, it’s like a different person, and... the last time you woke up It was already last month."

Zhou Heng scratched his head anxiously: "That's not right, you also woke up once two weeks ago."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing expectantly: "It was the day you said you would surprise me, Brother Qing, do you... still remember?"

慕容青脑子百转千回后，终于眯眼看向周恒，语气不明不昧：“你现在只用给我解释刚才是怎么回事！”

Zhou Heng was stunned for a while, his brain didn't react for a while, and his tongue was bent: "Just, that's, that, you interrupted my courtship last night, and then said you would do it this morning...so, I...five o'clock Just woke up, until just now, I got a little angry... I'm sorry."

Zhou Heng has never been so stuttering when speaking, which shows that he was quite frightened.

Murong Qing said, "So?"

Zhou Heng let out a bewildered 'ah', and then heard Murong Qing sneer and said, "So, if I don't let you do it, does it mean that I don't trust or love you?"

"No..." Zhou Heng was startled by Murong Qing's expression. One second he was arranging the events after Murong Qing lost his memory. The next second, Murong Qing's focus caught him off guard, "I didn't... I only……"

Zhou Heng's voice became smaller and smaller: "You said that I raped you, but I couldn't hold it back. I didn't choose what to say... Brother Qing, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. You can forgive me only by what I do."

Zhou Heng knelt by the bed devoutly, begging on his face, his eyes were red like a bunny, and the decisive Heng Ye had never been so weak.

Murong Qing closed his eyes, his nose sore: "Zhou Heng, no matter what happens, you shouldn't say I don't love you!"

and so……

Brother Qing means...

Zhou Heng stared at Murong Qing's eyes with a twinkle, and there was a surge of excitement in his eyes, and he almost didn't cry.

After finishing speaking, Murong Qing turned his face away and sat up, the quilt slipped off his body, although he was not naked, but...

Murong Qing flipped it open, he was wearing... a nightgown? !

fuck!

The tips of Murong Qing's ears turned red quickly. With trembling hands, he grabbed the hem of the skirt that couldn't cover his thighs, and looked at Zhou Heng with a twisted corner of his mouth: "Zhou Heng... I lost my memory and turned into a woman?!"

"That's not true." Zhou Heng, who didn't dare to get up without authorization, looked at Murong Qing's thigh and licked his teeth secretly: "It's... a man who is pregnant."

周恒瞄着慕容青极为难看的脸色，不敢再有色心，心惊胆颤的解释：“呃……ABO你知道吗，就是三次元世界，男人也能怀孕的那种……你认为自己怀孕了，说是穿睡裙对……对肚子里的宝宝好……”

Murong Qing's pupils shrank suddenly: "Shut up!"

"Oh." Zhou Heng drooped his ears, "I obey."

The always calm movie king Murong was not crazy when he lost his virginity and became pregnant, but now he was driven crazy by his nightgown.

Murong Qing frowned, rolled over and got out of bed, Zhou Heng hurriedly got up and followed: "Brother Qing, that... all your clothes are here, you directed me to move them here a few days ago."

Murong Qing stopped abruptly, bit his lower lip, turned around, and walked towards the connected cloakroom.

Zhou Heng rubbed his nose, hesitated for a while, and followed in with aggrieved feelings.

He followed Murong Qing into the cloakroom, and looked at the back of Murong Qing in a sexy nightdress. He looked at the well-matched outfit yesterday, but today it was a bit abrupt.

Zhou Heng watched Murong Qing open the closet with anger, which happened to be the place where his clothes were placed. He touched his nose and didn't dare to get close. Seeing Murong Qing standing in front of the closet, he didn't shy away from taking off his nightdress, because "the tire', so the inside is light.

周恒身体一下子着了火，眼手顿时无处安放。

"Cough, Brother Qing." Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing leaning over to take his clothes with his back turned to him. His waist was thin and his buttocks were upturned. It is very likely that Copy made a mistake in memory, but because of your identity, the other party is willing to compensate you but is unwilling to admit it for the time being. I am investigating the specific reason."

Zhou Heng didn't want Murong Qing to worry too much. At present, although Nan Xiao stubbornly refused to admit that his company caused the consequences, after his "visiting", he made an apology and asked him to offer compensation. It's the feeling of a foreign businessman turning to a local snake.

Fuck!

Of course, he has no shortage of money. At present, he only urges Nan Xiao to find a solution to this 'mistake'.

Murong Qing first wore a shirt, an off-white shirt.

After putting on the shirt, his legs looked slender and fair. Zhou Heng felt that Murong Qing was even more attractive than before. If it wasn't for his luck to forcibly suppress the restlessness in his heart, his nosebleed would have come out long ago.

Brother Qing must be punishing him, knowing how excited he was just now.

woohoo.

While Murong Qing put on her clothes leisurely, she listened carefully to Zhou Heng's words.

The glass window in the cloakroom is not big, only a layer of gauze curtain is drawn, and the morning sun outside can be clearly seen.

The trees and flowers in spring are like newborn children, and they grow visible to the naked eye day by day. It has been a full month. When he passed the corner just now, he saw that the potted camellia tree, which was half a person's height, was already half in bloom.

To be precise, since he sat up on the bed, he noticed that the time was wrong.

He has a small belly, and the thin cotton super soft nightdress can't cover the outline there.

He is fat.

It is possible for him to sleep for a long time and add one night. It is not uncommon for him to have been filming continuously before, but it is absolutely impossible for him to gain weight, with his model-like body rated as the number one in the country, and to lose his abdominal muscles overnight.

The faintly visible divisions and obvious texture lines on the waist disappeared, and became thicker and almost round. It is really easy to be thin and fat, and I don't know if Zhou Heng will dislike it.

Murong Qing frowned, drooped his eyes, and buttoned the buttons one by one.

Zhou Heng behind him seemed to be suffocating. After Murong Qing buttoned the last button, Zhou Heng came to his senses and looked for clothes to put on.

Subconsciously, he took the clothes that matched Murong Qing's.

A few minutes later, Murong Qing was fully dressed, and finally regained some self-esteem and reason. He was wearing casual trousers and a matching suit jacket, which was considered the most formal of his previous attire.

Walking out of the cloakroom, Murong Qing went straight out of the bedroom and returned to his second bedroom. As soon as he sat on the sofa, Zhou Heng knelt down on the carpet at his feet like a puppy.

In fact, Zhou Heng didn't need to spoil him so much, although he was used to it and enjoyed it a little.

"Sit." Murong Qing moved aside, and just when he was about to have a long talk, his stomach let out a scream: "Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

The voice was loud and long, and Murong Qing couldn't help frowning: "What day is it today?" Gulu Gulu...

"April 17th, March 26th of the lunar calendar, there are only 9 days left before our wedding on March [-]th..."

Gulu Gulu, Murong Qing's stomach was still growling even though he pressed his arms on his stomach, Zhou Heng walked up to Murong Qing's side and finished his main point, and quickly felt sorry for him: "Brother, that... let me cook for you first, shall I? "

"No need," as soon as he said no, his stomach protested loudly again, Murong Qing: "..."

Zhou Heng held Murong Qing's arm that was holding down his stomach, looked up carefully and sincerely at Murong Qing's face: "Brother Qing, you... because of pregnancy, you eat a lot recently, and if you don't eat in time when you are hungry, yes, yes Stomach pain."

Murong Qing: "..."

Murong Qing's eyes, which were originally a little embarrassed, gradually eased down. When the pupils looked down, they became darker a little bit, until they stared at Zhou Heng's eyes, and they became black: "Zhou Heng, you...have you ever thought about having a child?" ?"

Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing suspiciously, and solemnly held Murong Qing's palm against his beating heart: "I only think about you here, before, now, and in the future."