you are pregnant with my cub

Dou Ze hesitated, and Huo Siming looked back at him, his eyes were as gentle and tolerant as the sea filled with stars. "What?"

Under his gaze, Dou Ze lowered his head again. In the past, he only thought that Huo Simingsheng was good-looking, and his eyes were the prettiest. He was focused and gentle when looking at people.At this moment when he met those eyes, he felt completely different, and the all-encompassing emotions in them almost drowned him.Dou Ze opened the car door in a panic and said, "It's nothing, I'm leaving, you should drive carefully."

Huo Siming didn't say anything else, he looked at Dou Ze's flustered back, raised his arms to rest on the car window, and rested his chin until the light in Xihu on the fifth floor came on, then he curled up the corners of his mouth and let out a very slight smile, Then he drove away from this unguarded low-cost residential area.

Panting for breath, Dou Ze ran to the second floor, only to think of the little monster in his stomach. He leaned his back on the handrail of the stairs and let out a long sigh. The eyes are so frightened.The warning of 'don't do ambiguous things in the future', which had been deliberated for half an hour, did not dare to say a word in the end.

When he opened the door of the dormitory, Liu Yang was preparing to make instant noodles in the kitchen. He has zero cooking skills, he can only soak but not cook. Seeing Dou Ze come back now is like a treasure: "Hurry up, Chef Dou is here to help , my water boiled."

Dou Ze put down the briefcase, rolled up his sleeves and went to the sink to wash his hands, then squeezed the dough cake in Liu Yang's hand and threw it into the boiling pot.Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Liu Yang also thought about his father's illness, and asked: "Your father still has the money for seeing a doctor?" He also said: "You shouldn't have returned the money raised at that time."

Dou Ze stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks, cracked an egg into it, and said: "There are more than 100 people in the company, and each of them donated 2 yuan, which is only more than [-] yuan. My father is sick, and this money is not enough. .And the money will be returned in the future.”

"Hey, 50 is still too little for you? You have to be able to get 60, [-], [-] is [-]. Is your self-esteem so low? Is it enough to be told by Maitreya Buddha? Liu Yang snatched the chopsticks from him, and said, "It's all over now, there's nothing left, what should you do? Just leave the old man there?"

Dou Ze didn't say a word, he took the seasoning packet from the side and tore it open and poured it into the pot.Liu Yang yelled and began to scold him: "You really want to salt me ​​to death?"

Dou Ze ignored him and threw the seasoning paper back to his room to change clothes.He walked to the door of the room with his upper body on, and suddenly remembered the little monster in his stomach. He was afraid that Liu Yang's thief eyes would see something, so he went back and put on a vest before coming out.

Liu Yang was eating noodles at the dining table in the living room, the TV was playing a bitter drama, and there was a small stack of pink RMB beside his pot.Liu Yang lowered his head and patted the pile of RMB, and said to Dou Ze: "Take it, [-]. It's still warm just after taking it out at night. I'll give it at the bank's interest rate."

Dou Ze stood there dumbfounded for a while, then suddenly moved, he asked, "Aren't you going to use it for marriage?"

Liu Yang's mouth that was chewing noodles stopped, and he froze in great disappointment: "It's divided."

"Ah...sorry."

Liu Yang turned to stare at him, picked up the toilet paper next to him and threw it over.

Dou Ze laughed and caught it, and said, "Thank you, but no need, I have already borrowed money."

"Holy shit Dou Ze, are you going to sell your kidney? You can't sell your kidney for that much money, how did you get it?" Liu Yang put down the chopsticks in his hand, turned off the TV, and watched intently. come over.

Dou Ze regretted his slip of the tongue just now, and hurriedly said: "I... my dad has an old comrade-in-arms who has a very close relationship, and he is getting along better now. Hearing that my dad is sick, he generously donates money."

Liu Yang looked at him suspiciously, but finally said nothing.

The next morning, when Dou Ze was reporting to the supervisor, Liu Qing called. "Ozawa, why did you suddenly change the ward for your dad? It turns out that you lived well, so it's a waste to be promoted to a single room. I didn't know there was such a place in the hospital before. Is it called V...VIP?"

"Ah?" Dou Ze was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that this was probably Huo Siming's handwriting, and it took him a long time to react before continuing: "...ah, it's okay, my friend knows the leaders of the hospital, and the VIP wards in their hospital are empty all year round. Come on, upgrades don’t cost money.”

Liu Qing is already at the age when his son believes what he says, and he soon felt relieved after hearing what Dou Ze said. "That's good, that's good. I thought you were wasting money again, so you should treat your friend to dinner and thank you."

Dou Ze agreed, and when he hung up the phone, the leader next to him smiled and asked, "Is the matter at home settled?"

"Well, it's solved." Dou Ze smiled.

"Just solve it." The supervisor patted him on the shoulder. "Do it well."

The lives of the salted fish were relieved for a while at noon. Dou Ze had an appointment with a client in the afternoon. On a hot day, he had to go to the suburbs to drink afternoon tea with someone. The bus was wobbly and slow. He had to go out after lunch to avoid being late .

He turned off the computer, and was just about to ask Liu Yang what he had for lunch, when he saw Bai Ruoan's handsome figure appearing from the stairwell, holding a large thermos bucket in his hand, poking his head at the door of the office, as soon as he saw him, he immediately walked over with a smile and waved his hands, Putting the heavy thermos bucket on the table, he said, "It's sinking me to death."

"..." Dou Ze sat there in a daze.

Liu Yang packed up his things and looked over curiously. His eyes were very good, and he could tell at a glance that Bai Ruoan was wearing clothes of great value, so he asked Dou Ze with a shy smile, "Xiao Ze, what are you doing?" Oh my friend?"

"Ah..." Dou Ze didn't know how to answer for a while, how dare he, a lowly concubine who was lucky enough to be pregnant with a dragon seed, call him a brother and brother with the empress of the palace? "You... why are you here?"

Bai Ruo'an took it for granted and said, "I'm here to bring you food, hot and sour noodles, eat it while it's hot. The five-star Sichuan cuisine chef from New Oriental, I'll watch with my own eyes to make sure it's hygienic."

Dou Ze: "..."

The people in the office were half walking, and the rest of them looked at Bai Ruo'an curiously, and Bai Ruo'an also realized that he might be a bit abrupt, and asked, "Are you guys off work yet?"

"It's off." Dou Ze said, "Will you sit down for a while? Let's eat together?"

"No, I have to go back to my life. What do you want to eat tomorrow?" As if remembering something, he took a plastic bag from his arm and put it on top of the thermos: "There are still two pot helmets. Would you like some soda?"

Dou Ze quickly shook his head: "I won't drink."

Hearing what he said, Bai Ruoan waved his hands and left. "What do you want to eat tomorrow, send a message to Mr. Huo."

Dou Ze: "..."

Liu Yang leaned his head over and lifted the lid of the thermos for him. Inside was a set of bone china tableware from the H family. A large bowl of hot and sour noodles is covered with a generous amount of stewed fat sausage, evenly dotted with green onion and coriander, and has a hot and sour aroma.Another small insulated box contained a bowl of iced sour plum soup, with a few fresh red bayberry floating on the bottom of the bowl.

"Dou Ze, what kind of shit luck did you have? Are you being adopted?" Liu Yang patted his arm. "That's not right, then she should directly take care of the food delivery guy, he's much more handsome than you!"

"...Do you eat?" Dou Ze asked.

"Take your H family lunch box and go to the cafeteria together. My brother also tastes the hot and sour noodles made by the five-star chef!"

Dou Ze couldn't tell the difference between the hot and sour noodles made by a five-star chef in H's bone china tableware and the roadside stalls, but he ate a strong embarrassing taste.After lunch, Dou Ze carefully brushed the tableware of H's house, and called Huo Siming again. He was probably eating there too, and it took more than ten seconds for him to pick up. Son, asked: "Is the hot and sour powder delicious?"

"It's...not bad." Dou Ze pursed his lips in embarrassment. "Don't let Mr. Bai come over to deliver meals to me in the future. Our company has a cafeteria."

"Did he send it well?"

"That's...too exaggerated, right? He came here in Hermes to deliver hot and sour noodles to me, and everyone in our company stared straight." Dou Ze covered the receiver and said in a low voice, "Don't deliver food to me in the future. Yes, I promise to eat healthy food, you... your son must be healthy and healthy."

Hearing this sentence, Huo Siming showed a rare big smile, and his tone became cheerful and relaxed. "Then let him wear the takeaway clerk's clothes tomorrow."

"..." Dou Ze was embarrassed and annoyed by his teasing tone. "Huo... Huo Siming!"

Huo Siming listened to his angry voice, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't speak, just listened to his worry.

Dou Ze listened to the movement on the other side, and was afraid that the surname Huo would really get angry. He was a snake pinched seven inches at the moment, and he had no choice but to let it go, so he slowed down his tone and begged: "Brother Huo, You really can't do this, I'm not a girl, how can you let me gain a foothold in the company in the future? Our colleagues thought I was being adopted."

Only then did Huo Siming say: "From now on, tell him to wait for you downstairs in the company. I'll pick you up from get off work at night. What do you want to eat?"

Dou Ze: "..." He just realized at this moment what kind of wrong decision he made on impulse yesterday. The money is easy to repay, but the favor is hard to repay. What's more, there is a child between the two of them as a bond. Can this relationship really end as promised?

In the afternoon, Dou Ze took a bus without air-conditioning, sweating profusely, and arrived at the club agreed with the client. He was wearing a patent leather dog tag and looked like a salesman. The doorman almost stopped him from entering.When the appointed time came, the client was still in the SPA. Dou Ze just sat there and waited for more than half an hour before the client wandered over lazily in the clubhouse's bathrobe.

By the end of the discussion, it was already around five or six o'clock in the afternoon. Dou Ze hesitated for a moment, and sent a text message to Huo Siming: Don't come to pick me up, I have other things to do tonight.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huo called in the next second: "I've already gone downstairs to your company."

"...I'm not at the company, I'm meeting clients here in the suburbs." Dou Ze said.

"Have you finished meeting now? Where is the exact location?"

"..." Dou Ze hesitated for a while, probably because he found the courage to show up again through the phone, and said, "Brother Huo, the contract we signed only states that the child belongs to you..."

Huo Siming understood his subtext and didn't speak.

"I guarantee that the child will be yours after seven months, but during this period, let's try not to interfere with each other's lives."