you are pregnant with my cub

Huo Siming listened quietly without refuting. After he finished speaking, he pondered for a while, and then showed the face of a businessman chasing profit, and said coldly: "Dou Ze, you are the first time I have ever seen a man give birth to a child." One. How can you guarantee that it will be born safely after seven months? How can you guarantee that there will be no accidents during these seven months? As the father of the child, or the party A of this contract, of course I must guarantee my own The interests are intact. Or, the paper contract you gave me is just a gesture?"

"..." Dou Ze hung up the phone, hands and feet still shaking with anger.Can't help cursing: "Perverted faggot!"

Mr. Huo, a perverted gay man, was driving his Bentley, humming Schubert's trout, and galloping all the way on the way to cure the straight man's cancer.

Six o'clock in the evening is the rush hour for getting off work. Even if Huo Siming is driving a luxury car, he will inevitably be stuck on the road. He drives from the south of the city to the city center, but his destination is the north of the city.

Dou Ze squatted on the curb with his mobile phone and checked Weibo. After a while, his feet became numb, and he deliberately called Huo Siming: "Are you coming yet? The fifth bus has passed, I have to sit by myself." Take the bus back!"

"You go back to the clubhouse and wait for me, order something to eat first." Huo Siming saw the car in front of him move two steps, and hurriedly followed. "I'll be there in a minute."

However, the vast convoy only moved forward less than five meters in a short while. Huo Siming thought for a moment and decided to abandon the car and get on a motorcycle that was smiling triumphantly at the convoy of them at the intersection of the street.

His hair was completely messed up, and because he didn't want to hold the waist of the driver in front, he had to grab the butt of the motorcycle behind him in embarrassment, watching the car rushing all the way, leaving the city full of people. center.

When the car reached the urban-rural junction, which was two stops away from the destination, the driver of the motorcycle refused to move forward. "Hey, here happens to be the bus station. If you take bus 35, you will be there in two stops."

"Someone is waiting for me, I'll give you extra money, 1000 yuan and then two stops." Huo Siming's hair was disheveled, his body was wrinkled, and he counted the money with his wallet like a standard explosion household.

"I won't do it for ten thousand. I was robbed there last time. If you are in the wilderness, you just need to lay an ambush and grab one." The motorcycle driver patted Huo Siming's arm and pointed to drive over not far away. A bus said: "See? This is the bus, No. 35, hurry up!"

Huo Siming: "..." He imagined himself jumping off the back seat of the motorcycle in embarrassment in front of Dou Ze, and suddenly accepted the proposal of taking the bus.

The new urban area in the north of the suburb is still under development. Apart from a leisure area for the rich one mile away, there is not even a cold drink stand. Dou Ze looked at the buildings in the distance and reckoned that it would be about He was directly blasted out, let alone something to eat.There are nests of snakes, insects, rats and ants hidden in the bushes by the roadside. Dou Ze has been bitten by pimples all over his body, and even his face has not been spared. The whole face is funny and cute.

Just when he cursed gays for the [-]th time, a bus slowly drove into a bus at the opposite station, and Huo Siming got off from it, who he thought would never set foot on cheap transportation in his life.However, this person is extremely coquettish, and the bus looks like a private jet. When he got off the bus, he even adjusted the cuffs of his shirt. Today's hairstyle is a little more individual than before, and there is a faint scar next to the exposed forehead, which looks like The whole person became tough.

Huo Siming crossed the road with the wind under his feet, and Dou Ze, who was opposite him, limped and patted his legs and stood up: "Why did you come here by bus?"

"...low carbon and environmental protection." Huo Siming said.

"Then how about I just take the bus back to the city? I don't need to waste my time here." He stomped his feet, scratched the bag on his face, and complained, "Look at my face and arms."

Huo Siming bent down and patted the dust on his legs, and said, "Didn't I ask you to sit in the meeting hall for a while?"

Dou Ze sat on the side of the road and waited for nearly two hours, and the previous negotiation with the client was not smooth, so he became very angry, pointed at his clothes and said, "Am I going in like this to apply for a job or to order? Besides, I'm not used to your bourgeois life either."

Huo Siming shut his mouth and let him scold him.

"Today's incident is caused by you insisting on coming to pick me up. If we go our separate ways, you go on the Yangguan Road, and I go alone... Oh shit!" It may be that he scolded too hard, his feet were numb and his legs were weak Without looking at the road, he suddenly stepped on a rock and got sprained.

Huo Siming immediately squatted down and pulled up his trousers to see that his ankle should be fine, neither bagged nor red, but the hair on his calf was a little thick.Huo Siming immediately remembered the way those hairy legs struggled that night more than two months ago, and for some reason, a man with strong male hormones like Dou Ze was actually pregnant...

Dou Ze took a step back and put down his pants, asking, "Where are we going now?"

"There's a private kitchen nearby." Huo Siming squatted there and turned his back, saying, "Come on, I'll carry you."

"..." Facts have proved that the sprained ankle did not hinder Dou Ze's mobility. He kicked on the back of Huo Siming's shirt and kicked someone somersault.

Huo Siming lay disheveled on the mound of dirt, turned his head to look at him, his clothes were already unrecognizable, the top and bottom were filled with the smell of fresh soil.

Dou Ze scolded him: "I'll warn you again, the agreement only says to give you the child, don't do such ambiguous things in the future!"

Huo Siming lay there, frowning, and the inadvertently exposed scar also became hideous. He said, "Why, you can do whatever you want when you get the money? What about your low profile when you signed the pledge?" He held on Standing up on his arms, his disheveled face did not detract from his splendor, and he continued: "Dou Ze, if you warn me again, then I will respond to you again. It is true in the agreement that only the child will be given to me, but now you and the child are the same. One."

Dou Ze stood there with his mouth tightly pursed, his fists clenched in anger, he gritted his teeth, and finally he could only choke out a sentence: "Huo Siming, you can't do this!" He started to plot against him, so he didn't care about brotherhood!

Huo Siming brushed the dust off his body with his hands, and said, "If you don't want me to carry it, then go on your own."

The meal was very unpleasant, and it was delayed for several hours on the road alone. By the time we had dinner, it was already eight or nine o'clock.

Dou Ze saw the beautiful girls in retro cheongsams, holding small palm-sized bowls and passing the moon gate, and his mood suddenly became brighter.

Huo Siming sat on the side with his feet crossed, watching Dou Ze's undisguised admiration for the girls' eyes, and his little expression of cursing himself.Huo Siming looked at it for a while, then suddenly asked, "Does it look good?"

At this time, there was still a waiter in the room who did not leave, and immediately made Dou Ze blush, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Better than you!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Siming took this seriously. He stopped the waiter who was about to leave, and let the group who had served them come in as well. The 1.9-meter tall girl stood beside the group of good-looking girls with an average height of 1.7 meters. Among them, asked: "Am I not as good-looking as them?"

"What is the comparison between you, a big man, and girls?" Dou Ze said, but he couldn't help but look at the comparison in his heart. Her face can be called gorgeous.

The girls listened to their answer, smiled indifferently, and said to Huo Siming: "Tong Huo, let's go down."

Huo Siming waved his hands, with a displeased look on his face, but he didn't express anything.

Dou Ze lowered his head to eat the vegetables with a guilty conscience, but Mr. Huo didn't let him go, and asked him to answer questions. Fortunately, this time he didn't ask whether he was good-looking or not. "You said you were going to have a meeting last time. How busy are you? Why didn't you listen?"

"It's yellow, send someone else to go." Dou Ze said.

Huo Siming originally wanted to pick up vegetables for him, but he gave up when he stretched his arms halfway, put them back into his bowl and asked, "Why is it yellow?"

"..." Dou Zeyuan didn't want to say it, and it wasn't an honorable thing, but thinking of the wolf ambition of the person in front of him, he deliberately confessed: "If someone exposed the fact that I was in love with the little girl in the office, I would lose my qualifications."

Huo Siming thought of such an ordinary-looking little girl surnamed Qiu, he choked his breath in his throat, swallowed it for a long time before swallowing it, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and said: "Office romance is really taboo." He didn't ask any more, A look of indifference.

The two had dinner, and after the rush hour, Huo Siming's driver came to pick him up in a Maybach. The driver was a little surprised to see the boss's appearance, but he kept his duty, watched his nose, nose, nose and mouth silently drive.

At night, when the lights were dark and the lights were dim, Dou Zeduo took a second look at the car, and suddenly recognized that it was the car that was wagging its tail at the entrance of the hospital where he was seeing a doctor.I believed in my heart that Huo Siming had been scheming since then, so I couldn't help being even more resentful. I turned my head and leaned against the car window without speaking. Huo Siming asked him, "Are you still going to the hospital today?"

"go."

Mr. Huo said: "The doctor discussed with me about my uncle's condition that day, and said that if possible, it is best to have an operation as soon as possible. The hospital will probably communicate with your family in the next two days."

Speaking of this, Dou Ze suddenly remembered Liu Qing's phone call this morning, and he asked, "Did you change the ward for my dad?"

"Well, I see that auntie has a hard time accompanying the bed every day, so I helped to change it. There is a special accompanying bed in the high-level cadre ward, so it can be more comfortable." Huo Siming's every move can always point to people's hearts. Green, Dou Ze can't say anything more, and the mortal hatred between the bourgeoisie and the proletariat has also died down, and there is no dregs left.

The car was parked downstairs in another single-family building in the People's Hospital. Mr. Huo said, "Go up, the seventh floor. I'll wait for you here."

Dou Ze got out of the car and took two steps. He couldn't help looking up at the small building with an ordinary appearance, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

The senior cadre ward is really not comparable to the ordinary ward downstairs, the accompanying bed alone is much more spacious than downstairs, Xie Xiaonan was sitting on the sofa reading a book, when Dou Ze came over and called him uncle.

Liu Qing was peeling Pingguo, saw him and said, "Don't come here so late in the future, run back and forth, and have to go to work the next day."

Dou Aiguo was sitting on the hospital bed watching TV, when he heard the movement, he turned his head and said, "Are you here?"

"Where's my sister?" Dou Ze put down his briefcase and asked.

"Your sister went downstairs to do some shopping."

He asked Dou Aiguo again: "Is today better?"

"It's been pretty good for the past few days." Liu Qing answered for him, and then said: "This ward is a bit too good. I heard it's a high-ranking ward. If it doesn't work, let's change back to the original ward?"

Dou Aiguo also asked: "Which friend of yours? Have we met for helping so much?"

Dou Ze's heart that just fell into his belly was suspended again at this moment. He looked at the expectant eyes of his old parents, and could only answer: "I told you before, Huo Siming, is the senior who has always taken care of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Yuan came back with a bag of milk, bread and snacks, opened the door and saw Dou Ze, and said, "Just now I saw you get off a car from a long distance, and now it's still parked downstairs, are you friends?" ?”