you are pregnant with my cub

The front desk relayed Dou Ze's words to Mr. Huo verbatim, and he was quickly asked to go up there.

Dou Ze was taken upstairs, and when he reached the door of the office, Huo Siming was seeing off guests.

The guest was a stylishly dressed boy, not tall, with a fair face, like a movie star, and said goodbye respectfully to Mr. Huo: "Then I'll take my leave first, and I won't bother you."

Huo Siming nodded and asked someone to see off the guests.

The boy glanced at Dou Ze when he went out, and Dou Ze also looked at him, both of them nodded in greeting.

When the front desk brought people to him, he left automatically.Apart from the two of them at the door of the office, there was only a female secretary who was meticulous and plastic.

Dou Ze stood there looking at Huo Siming with his lips pursed. Huo Siming met his eyes and said after a while, "Come in."

Dou Ze took two steps forward, turned around and closed the door, stood by the door and watched him without speaking.Huo Siming didn't open his mouth either, he poured him a cup of hot water and told him to hold it in his hand, then gently pushed him to sit on the sofa, while he sat on the other side.

Dou Ze frowned, looked at him in silence for a while, and then asked, "You have nothing to explain to me?"

Huo Siming bowed his head and remained silent.

Seeing him like that, Dou Ze suppressed his anger and asked, "Why did you trick me into going on a business trip?"

Huo Siming still didn't speak.

"Why don't you talk? Is it fun to play around with me?" Dou Ze rubbed his back molars, and finally couldn't help getting angry.

"... Isn't it good to be alone?" Huo Siming pursed his lips and looked at him. "Didn't you say...they broke up after giving birth?"

"...Huo Siming, are you speaking human language?" Dou Ze looked at him in disbelief, his lips were trembling with anger, and his eyes were red: "So far, are you telling me this?"

Huo Siming lowered his head and said nothing.

"If you really think so, just pretend that I haven't been here today. If we leave this door, the two of us will only have a debt relationship." Dou Ze stood up and looked at him coldly: "I'm just being self-indulgent!"

Huo Siming raised his head when he heard this, "It's not you, it's me..."

Dou Ze raised his chin, his eyes were still red: "What do you mean, tell me clearly today."

"Dou Ze..."

"I've been worrying about you for four days like a fool. I thought something happened to you on the plane! I didn't answer the phone or text messages. Huo Siming, what do you mean?" Dou Ze frowned, tears welling in his eyes Spin around: "What did I do wrong? Or do you have a new love?"

"Even if you're dumped, why don't you just call and let me know? Huo Siming, if you mean it, you should have said it earlier. I'm a big man, so I won't pester you." Dou Ze stood up and threw his hands away. The cup in the cup made a crisp sound, splashing a piece of Huo Siming's desk wet, and he walked out.

"Dou Ze!" Huo Siming quickly grabbed his hand, "I just want us both to calm down."

Dou Ze pursed his lips and sneered: "Then you are probably the only one who is calm. I haven't been calm for a day these days. I'll give you one last chance. If you want to say something, just say it. If you don't say it, forget it."

"..." Huo Siming grabbed his wrist, and after a while he said, "Every time I get close to you, you are afraid, and even in your dreams you tell me to be a pervert and not to touch you. Tell me, should I calm down?" Huo Siming laughed at himself: "I used to think that even if you hate me or don't love me, it's okay. But when I heard it with my own ears, I realized that my heart is made of flesh..." Huo Siming frowned She pursed her lips: "I love you, so I'm afraid you hate me..."

"Do you consider yourself a poet?" Dou Ze gritted his teeth, looked at him with red eyes, and said with a nasal voice, "What do you think about every day?"

Huo Siming lowered his eyelids, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and said, "You go..."

"... You grabbed my hand, are you telling me to go?" Dou Ze said.

Huo Siming let go of his hands and stood there with his head down.

Dou Ze pursed his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to punch him: "You are a bastard!"

Huo Siming fell down firmly, staggered two steps and then stood still with the sofa.

"If you really wanted to let go, you wouldn't keep silent and make me anxious!" Panting, Dou Ze looked at him with a sneer: "You're playing hard to get, waiting for work... Huo Boss, you are really good!" Dou Ze After speaking, he turned around and walked away with big strides.

Huo Siming chased him all the way out, grabbed his hand, Dou Ze threw it away, and he grabbed and hugged him again.

Dou Ze scolded him: "Get out! Don't you want to let go? Don't you want to break up? Get out!"

Huo Siming didn't let go.

Dou Ze gritted his teeth and kicked him: "I hate you? You don't know if I hate you if you hug me to sleep every day? If I really hated you, I should have killed you in the middle of the night! And let you yell here! roll!"

The two wrestled all the way, and the office staff ran out one after another to watch the fun. Mr. Huo, who had always been aloof and cold, had a day when he was beaten so hard that he didn't dare to fight back. His neat hair was loosened, and the corners of his mouth were also bruised.

When Dou Ze saw that there were more people watching the fun, he felt ashamed, stopped beating him, and scolded: "Don't follow me!"

Mr. Huo combed his hair with his fingers, and still grabbed Dou Ze with the other hand, and did not speak. The two took the elevator downstairs, and they could still hear the whispers of the surrounding employees.

"Mr. Huo, why are you still following me?" Dou Ze couldn't shake it off, squinting at him.

"I'll take you back to the hospital." Huo Siming lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

"Go to your America! You still know how to send me back to the hospital? Get lost!" Dou Ze scolded him as he walked out, ready to stop the car, Huo Siming followed, and Dou Ze kicked him again.

The driver drove them out of the car together: "Get out of the car and fight!"

Dou Ze stood by the side of the road, still out of breath, clutching his stomach, feeling that the wound was about to burst open.Huo Siming hurriedly asked him, "Does the wound hurt?"

"Get lost! It's none of your business whether it hurts or not, we're breaking up!" Dou Ze reached out to stop the car again.

Huo Siming held onto his arm tightly, and finally said: "I was wrong...but I really wanted to let you go."

Dou Ze sneered and looked at him: "Come on, you, the rhyme of that passage is almost out, have you been thinking about it for a few days? Just wait for me to come to you and read it passionately, no wonder you say three short words Five days, if it grows longer, it may not be sure. You should put a pony on the bridge and set up a stall to tell your fortune. It’s a shame to be in this company! What finance do you study? Poetry and literature, right?” Dou Ze He doesn't swear easily, but at this moment, he grabs the white with a gun and a stick, which actually makes Mr. Huo, who is omnipotent at the negotiating table, speechless, and can only stand and be scolded.

Another taxi stopped, and Huo Siming squeezed into it. Dou Ze felt ashamed and stopped beating him.The two got out of the car at the entrance of the hospital, and Huo Siming trotted along with him, saying, "Don't go so fast, in case the wound opens."

Dou Ze taunted him as he walked: "Do you still remember that I had a wound? I thought you forgot it long ago. I haven't even confinement, and you make trouble for me every day, almost forcing me to hang myself."

Huo Siming was so scolded that he couldn't lift his head, so he secretly went to hold his hand, but Dou Ze scolded him again: "Get lost!"

Dou Ze went back to the ward and lay down, still lying on the bed panting with anger, Huo Siming sat next to him on the edge of the bed, touched his arm, and stroked it over and over again.

Dou Ze closed his eyes with his back to him, and asked after a while, "...Did you hear me talking in my sleep?"

Huo Siming didn't speak. After a while, Dou Ze turned to look at him and said, "Find me a psychiatrist."

Huo Siming held his hand and rubbed it, and lay down next to him.

Dou Ze said quietly: "No matter what happens in the future, no matter what the reason is, don't do such things again, disappear, lose contact, don't let me join the company, don't let Bai Ruo'an tell me... If there is another time, Huo Si Ming, I won't look for you again...you can write poems by yourself."

Huo Siming came up and kissed his neck, and said, "No more..."

Dou Ze finally exhaled slowly, and said softly, "...do you know how anxious I am?"

Huo Siming's heart trembled when he heard it, and he hugged Dou Ze closer.

"Huo Siming..."

"Huh?" Huo Siming responded.

Dou Ze sighed, and closed his eyes again, as if with great courage, he said: "I may fall in love with you..."

"..." Huo Siming heard his heart beating so hard that it was about to come out of his chest. He pressed it to Dou Ze's ear and said almost tremblingly, "Dou Ze, can you say it again?"

"..." Dou Ze took a deep breath and said it again: "I'm in love with you."

He turned over, faced Huo Siming, reached out to touch his face, and said, "From the first day you left... I have been thinking about you all the time, where did you fly to? Did you eat properly? Did you get any sleep on the plane? Did you land safely? How's the weather over there? Did you bring enough clothes... In the end, you told me to break up..." He suddenly hit Huo Siming slap, and then ask, "Does it hurt?"

Huo Siming was a little dazed and hadn't reacted yet.

Dou Ze continued: "I was slapped hard." He looked at Huo Siming expressionlessly and warned again: "Don't do it again."

Huo Siming was also happy after being beaten, and leaned forward to kiss him with a smile on his face. Dou Ze opened his mouth and reached into his clothes to touch his nipples. Huo Siming was already full of passion, but at this moment he was so excited Unable to stop, they consciously reached out to unbuckle the belt buckle. The two of them were in high spirits when they heard a knock on the door.

When the nurse came in, Huo Siming had just fastened his belt, and was pushed by Dou Ze to sit on the accompanying bed.

The pretty little nurse greeted them with a smile, then gave Dou Ze a routine checkup, and finally told: "It is best to have sex three months after the caesarean section."

Dou Ze blushed with embarrassment, Huo Siming was beaten again when he stepped forward to touch him.

At noon, Bai Ruo'an came to deliver the meal, saw the bruise on the corner of Huo Siming's mouth, and smiled happily: "I heard from people in the company that you two performed a full martial arts performance today, Mr. Huo is too old to resist young people hahahahaha ..."

Dou Ze lowered his head in embarrassment.

Huo Siming said coolly to Bai Ruo'an, "Give me the minutes of last week's meeting, write them by hand, and highlight the key points."