I'm Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man's Child

In an instant, Zu Qi only felt a chill in front of him. When he recovered from the violent impact, he saw his clothes were torn off by Xue Jue and thrown aside like two fluffy handkerchiefs.

Zu Qi: "..."

Alarm pulled to maximum!

The enemy is coming!The enemy is coming!

The bad ideas that had kept Xue Jue full of anger just now disappeared without a trace, and he opened his eyes in horror, waving his hands desperately to try to sit up.

But Xue Jue volleyed over Zu Qi, pinning his hands tightly on the bed.

There was a strong chill in Xue Jue's eyes. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and looked at Zu Qi who looked almost panicked for a moment: "I have warned you time and time again, don't challenge my bottom line."

Manly man, can stretch and shrink.

Zu Qi, who fully utilized this sentence to the extreme, immediately showed a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and said very sincerely: "Brother, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't challenge your limit, your lord has a lot to let me go!" Let's go horse."

Xue Jue gave Zu Qi a cold look, and then squeezed out two words between his teeth: "It's late."

Speaking of which, Xue Jue got up suddenly, and in the next second reached out to pick up Zu Qi's gaudy shorts.

"what--"

Zu Qi let out a scream like killing a pig, and when he looked down, he saw his bulging belly pitifully exposed in the air, and he was immediately ashamed.

He hastily grabbed the pants that Xue Jue had retreated halfway with both hands, as if grasping the last straw representing his fragile self-esteem.

"Xue Jue, you are a fucking beast!" The furious Zu Qi couldn't help yelling, "You don't even let pregnant people go, are you worthy of being a human?!"

At the same time as the voice fell, Xue Jue, who was concentrating on taking off his pants, also stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at Zu Qi.

At this moment, Zu Qi felt as if two sharp knives with a cold light were flying straight towards him, which frightened him so much that his chest felt cold, and he hugged his body subconsciously.

Silence spread wantonly in the air. After an unknown amount of time, Xue Jue suddenly let him go and got off the bed, and said lightly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in raping others."

Zu Qi lay on the bed panting heavily, and was obviously relieved after hearing this sentence. He supported the bed with both hands and prepared to get up.

"Don't move." Xue Jue, who was walking away, said suddenly.

Thinking of Xue Jue's cold eyes just now, Zu Bao Qi's body froze suddenly, and then he continued to lie on his back, not even daring to move.

Xue Jue seemed to have opened the closet, and soon there was the sound of him rummaging through the clothes. After a while, he came back casually and chatting, with some clothes in his hand, standing high above the bed and looking down at Zu Qi .

"If you had such a sense of chastity back then, we wouldn't have to torture each other to this day." Xue Jue curled up his lips sarcastically.

Under Xue Jue's gaze, Zu Qi blushed with shame. He gritted his teeth and pulled the torn clothes beside him to cover his bulging belly. He felt uneasy and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

The arc of Xue Jue's mouth gradually widened: "You will know later."

Butler Zhang and his assistant Xiao Zhao, who were guarding the door, vaguely heard the angry curses coming from the room, but they, Mr. Xue, didn't make a sound at all, as if they had been sprayed helplessly by Zu Qi.

Butler Zhang put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were calmly looking forward, as if he hadn't heard the slightest sound.

On the contrary, Xiao Zhao's face was full of worries, and he ran to the window to look around from time to time, but because the curtains inside were closed and he couldn't see anything, he had to return to his original position dejectedly.

"Uncle Zhang." Xiao Zhao said hesitantly, "Didn't you go in and give away cosmetics and other things? What's going on inside? Nothing will happen to Mr. Xue, right?"

Butler Zhang said lightly, "What can happen to Mr. Xue? The person you need to worry about should be another one."

Xiao Zhao was surprised: "You mean Mr. Zu?"

The two of them had just finished speaking when the door behind them opened suddenly. Xiao Zhao hurriedly turned around, and after seeing the scene in front of him, he froze for a moment, and then he couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

"What are you laughing at! Have you ever seen someone put on makeup!" At this time, Zu Qi was like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body, and he had to stab anyone he met in an unhappy mood.

Zu Qi never dreamed that Xue Jue would retaliate against him like this. When Xue Jue pushed him to the mirror in the bathroom a few minutes ago, he covered his face in shock and almost collapsed.

Who is that clown in the mirror with a layer of flour and a bloody mouth!

Fuck!Xue Jue is planning to take him on stage to sing, right? !

Don't wear makeup like this, okay?Straight men, please don't touch cosmetics, okay?

Oh no, strictly speaking, Xue Jue is considered a half-bender...don't make fun of cosmetics even if you're a crooked guy with a disabled hand!It just turned him into a ghost.

The point is, what is his pink shirt with black and white sweatpants?There was also a bright red tie around his neck, and he thought he had escaped from a mental hospital.

However, Zu Qi really had nothing to do about Xue Jue's series of vile behaviors. Xue Jue tied his hands and feet with ropes throughout the whole process, and he had no chance to struggle.

Until the end, the confused Zu Qi simply gave up resisting and let Xue Jue mess around with him.

Anyway, the original owner's reputation in this world is about to grow negatively. He doesn't care about one more black spot. On the contrary, Xue Jue enjoys a high reputation in the upper circles at home and abroad. If he loses it, he will lose Xue Jue's face.

Seeing that Zu Qi was almost like a puffer fish, Xiao Zhao quickly restrained his smile, but his facial features that twitched from time to time still betrayed his emotions.

Xue Jue stood beside Zu Qi very calmly: "Uncle Zhang, is the car ready?"

"It's ready." Butler Zhang nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation, "The driver is waiting in front."

Zu Qi followed Xue Jue for a while with a gloomy face, and then got into the back seat of the car.

The driver started the car, drove through the tree-lined path with seven bends and eight turns, and slowly drove out of the resort.

Both the air quality and the scenery in the suburbs are much better than those in the city. As far as the eye can see, there are spacious roads, and occasionally a few cars pass by.

Zu Qi felt that the inside of the car was very stuffy, so he opened the window by a third, and the cool wind poured into it. Zu Qi sighed contentedly, and his bad mood was at least slightly relieved.

Ugly is ugly, isn't that what he wants?

It would be better if Xue Jue was so ugly that Xue Jue couldn't wait to kick him away.

After comforting himself in this way, Zu Qi's face was not as ugly as before. Like a satisfied cat, he leaned against the car window with his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the cool wind.

The static Zu Qi is much better-looking than the dynamic one. His eyelashes are long and curled, and when they hang down, they cast a shadow on the smooth and fair skin. His lips are particularly plump, beautifully shaped, and light pink in color , the hair is natural chestnut, with some natural curls, at first glance it looks like a mixed race...

Of course, this is Zu Qi before makeup. After makeup, even if he deliberately looks handsome, he still looks like a showman.

Xue Jue turned his head and stared blankly at the drowsy Zu Qi for a while, then winked at the driver in the rearview mirror.

So Zu Qi blew the wind for less than a minute, and the window was rolled up.

Zu Qi, who woke up suddenly, was furious, turned his head and shouted: "Why are you closing my car window!"

Xue Jue shrugged his shoulders, quite innocently: "Do you think I can close the window in my position?"

Zu Qi stared at the driver ahead.

"..." The cold sweat on the driver's face came out like a waterfall. Look at this pot, it's big and round.

Now Zu Qi couldn't sleep anymore, he sat with his stomach upright, his arms crossed and his chest sulking, and not long after, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Xue Jue, who was next to him, leaning on the back of the chair and falling asleep.

Zu Qi: "..." Bastard.

An hour later, the car stopped at a resplendent and resplendent clothing store exuding the atmosphere of RMB, and the driver got out of the car first and opened the door of the back seat.

Zu Qi, who had already done enough psychological homework for himself, shrank into a quail when he saw the gleaming golden door, grabbed the car door and beat him to death, refusing to go out.

Xue Jue stood outside watching the show with a half-smile, and still did not forget to sneer: "Don't you like to dress up like this? How do you know it's embarrassing now?"

Zu Qi broke down and retorted: "Who said I like this kind of dress? This dress is obviously worn by psychopaths. Does it compare with my flowery underpants?!"

The corners of Xue Jue's mouth curled down, and his expression was slightly cold: "In my eyes, there is no difference between these two outfits. If you like it, I can let you wear it like this for the rest of your life."

Zu Qi was silent again.

He could feel that Xue Jue's words were not a joke, but something that could be said and done.

In Zu Qi's eyes, Xue Jue was just a paper character framed in a few settings. It was not until he actually faced Xue Jue that he realized that this person was actually a living person with flesh and blood. His identity and character come from, not those character settings with few words.

After a stalemate for a while, it was Xue Jue who compromised first, took out the makeup remover tissue that Steward Zhang had prepared before, got in the car and carefully wiped off the makeup on Zu Qi's face.

No matter what Xue Jue does, he takes a very serious attitude. Even if he just removes Zu Qi's makeup, he takes good care of every inch of Zu Qi's face.

The two of them were almost face to face, the warm breath from Xue Jue's breathing was all on Zu Qi's face, Zu Qi pursed his lips in embarrassment, bored so much that he could only look at Xue Jue's appearance.

Needless to say, the appearance of the affectionate male supporting role, just put him in a street corner will cause [-]% turn heads, but Xue Jue likes to frown very much, and naturally develops a sense of distance.

When Zu Qi was thinking wildly, Xue Jue quickly removed his makeup.

"How do you feel?" Xue Jue asked while cleaning up the trash.

Zu Qi replied subconsciously: "Otherwise, why don't you enroll in a makeup training class?" At least it can make him look better next time.

Xue Jue: "..."