After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Han Qi saw Fu Juntong when he opened the door.

The expression on Fu Juntong's face was different from what he usually showed when facing Han Qi.

His face was dark, the air pressure around him was extremely low, and he had a straight face with no expression on his face. He looked extremely unpleasant, and he didn't even look like he came in to see what Han Qi was thinking, but more like Come to seek revenge.

He came straight to him, looked at the report card at a glance, and then stared at him with dark eyes, perhaps because the ups and downs in his heart were too great, and even his facial expression was a little unnaturally distorted.

Han Qi was pinned against the wall by him.

Fu Juntong was tall and oppressive, and could easily wrap Han Qi in his arms.

This completely covered posture made Han Qi feel as if he was in danger.He shrank his neck, even the hair on his back stood up involuntarily.

He felt like he was being stared at by some wild beast. The instinct of avoiding vulnerable groups made him want to escape from Fu Juntong's hands, but Fu Juntong's powerful arm blocked him back.

His chin was pinched by Fu Juntong's other hand, and that hand was slowly and forcefully lifted up, forcing Han Qi and Fu Juntong to look at each other.

The strength of the hand was obviously well controlled, and Han Qi didn't feel any pain, but this posture was too similar to the common posture of the male and female protagonists in some goofy novels he had seen before, in this situation , which made him inexplicably ashamed.

He looked into Fu Juntong's eyes, usually Fu Jun was half a head taller than him, and he had never observed his eyes.

Looking at it from such a close distance now, I realized that the color of Fu Juntong's pupils was really dark, and he could only see the strong emotion surging in his eyes, but he couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

Can only be judged by the expression.

His expression was very serious, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked like he was not very happy.

Fu Juntong stared straight at him, as if he was going to grab his arm in the next second, and question him mercilessly.

Han Qi was a little nervous. According to the usual plot development, he should suffer 500 million and leave me alone.

Thinking about it, I was a little excited. Should he accept it, or refuse it?

Han Qi began to construct such a scene in his mind so fast that he ignored the strangeness in his heart.

Seeing that Han Qi's eyes were wandering, and he was obviously inattentive, Fu Juntong thought that Han Qi didn't want to look at him, or even talk to him.

His poor experience did not allow him to make a timely and correct response, so he could only learn from the most familiar literary works in his mind in a hurry.

With a heartbroken heart, he moved closer to Han Qi's ear, squeezed his throat, and lowered his voice: "Very good, man, you have successfully caught my attention." The voice was low and deliberate, mixed with a little breath, Pretentious as if stuck in phlegm.

After speaking, he looked at Han Qi expectantly.

He didn't know if Han Qiman was not satisfied, but Fu Juntong himself was quite satisfied anyway.He not only used his own ideas this time, but also borrowed from the books he read recently.

Fu Juntong confidently felt that his voice just now had nothing to do with the male voice in the book recommended by Du Ke, only that it was exactly the same.

In order to learn this skill, he deliberately went to the Internet to find the most popular video sites on the Internet, and learned it for a long time.

Every time those bloggers spoke like this, he could see many young people screaming in the comment area.Although Fu Juntong himself didn't think that this way of speaking was nice, why so many young people liked it, but if Han Qi really liked it, it's not impossible for him to talk like this every day to satisfy him.

Seeing that Han Qi froze and didn't react after hearing his words, Fu Juntong felt that he might not have said or done enough.

It just so happened that he was a little stiff when he was holding on with one hand, so he changed his hand to support it again, and deliberately raised one corner of his mouth, trying to make his expression more sinister.

"Come home with me, and I will give you my life."

Fu Juntong felt that he was too sensible. He knew that Han Qi would think he was a hooligan if he said "kiss me" before, so he wisely changed the word.

and!

As a trick learned in the literature of pinching the waist to give life, he deeply realized that Han Qi had a child in his stomach, so he was too restrained to do the waist pinching. Han Qi must be moved.

Fu Juntong looked at Han Qi with amazingly bright eyes.

Han Qi was so shocked by his series of coquettish routines that he was speechless.

Fortunately, this was in the doctor's office, and there was no one else around. If Fu Juntong was in public, he didn't know if Fu Juntong would be affected.

He scratched the ground fiercely with his toes, barely suppressing the itch to dig out a Fairy Castle.

He looked at Fu Juntong's twitching facial muscles due to maintaining a large one-sided mouth corner for a long time, and sighed helplessly.

Han Qi stretched out his hand and gently touched his still flat belly——

It's over, if this child is born, you must follow him.

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Fu Juntong: Han Qi will definitely be moved

Han Qi: Don’t dare to move, don’t dare to move