After I mistook my nemesis for Ai, I was pregnant with his cub

then,

Yuan Xingran was standing in the living room, looking at Mingzhen or Mingzhen No. [-] standing at the door,

His mind was in a mess for a moment,

Sometimes I think of the picture of Mingzhen No. [-] waiting for him at home every day, and sometimes I think of the figure of Mingzhen in the company,

Remembering the "evil" eyes they used to look at him;

Think of the "treacherous" expression when they have a smile on the corner of their mouth;

Think of their identical "mean" abs;

Thinking of the "nasty" perfume that is always magically coincidental on them;

……

In Yuan Xingran's mind, he messed up all the memories that belonged to Mingzhen alone these days, and the memories that originally belonged to Mingzhen No. [-] alone, and reorganized them one by one...

Those two completely different and identical images just overlapped in Yuan Xingran's mind, and the fit was perfect.

Everything in the past, like a dense net rushing towards the face, covered Yuan Xingran's face with heat, and he couldn't breathe.

"Master, come and give me a hug and comfort."

He vaguely saw the "synthetic man" in front of him suddenly speak,

In a word, the two overlapping figures that had just been synthesized in Yuan Xingran's mind were forcibly torn apart, revealing a gap, allowing Yuan Xingran, who was almost suffocated, to take a breath of bloody air.

Because of this breath, Yuan Xingran's tears rolled down his eyes,

Yuan Xingran's eyes were blurred, he felt that he couldn't distinguish whether the person in front of him was the real Mingzhen or the illusory Mingzhen No. [-],

But who cares?

That hug is just as warm!

At that moment, he really...really...really wanted to rush into the arms of Mingzhen No. [-] regardless of whether it was real or not,

He simply misses the damn warmth in his arms,

Turns out he was already addicted,

His whole body was extremely cold, as if only this trace of warmth could keep him alive,

Knowing that this is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and moths to the flame, but he really wants to do that,

He really wanted to, even if he gave up his self-esteem, gave up his shame, and continued to be a shrunken tortoise and an ignorant fool, he still wanted to embrace the warmth that would allow him to continue living...

Because, at this moment, the truth analyzed and constructed in his mind... is too cruel!

This truth only had a vague shadow for him, and he didn't even dare to think about the details of this shadow, because when he thought of it, his heart felt like a knife was in agony!The pain made all the muscles in his body tense and tangled together, and even breathing became difficult...

"Ding dong~"

Just as Yuan Xingran was about to take a heavy step with his feet cast like lead, the elevator at the door suddenly opened.

A group of people came out noisy, they were relatives and friends of Yuan Xingran.

This group of melon-eating people stayed awake and ate melons all the way from the summit site of Yihao Hotel to Beijing No. [-] Hospital, and now they ate melons from the hospital to his doorstep...

Of course, I don't blame them, it's because the plot of this series is too ups and downs. If anyone doesn't eat this melon whole, who can go home and sleep well tonight?

"Mingzhen, what are you doing? Why are both of you standing at the door?"

A clear "Ming Zhen" completely shattered Yuan Xingran's delusions!

It was like throwing a stone into Yuan Xingran's heart lake, smashing the reflection of Mingzhen No. [-] that he had just constructed on the lake!

Yes, he is a real person.

So real, real flesh and real soul, how could it be a robot?

Who would have thought him a robot?

Because of this sentence, Yuan Xingran's self-esteem, self-confidence, rationality, shame, upbringing... and other things that Yuan Xingran was about to lose suddenly burned hotly, and his cheeks were so red that it was about to explode!

"Master, give me a hug." The "synthetic man" suddenly spoke again, using his cunning and pitiful voice to seduce him, seduce him,

Yuan Xingran bit his lower lip in pain, the bloody pain on his lips made him wake up a bit.

All the elders were silent, they stood there, looking at the two people left and right,

"Did I hear wrong just now, your nephew is calling... Master?"

Li Chen nodded calmly, turned to his wife and said, "I heard that too, that's right."

Xi Weiyang half-opened his mouth, "Is it so big to play... engage in SM?"

Old man Li turned his head and joined the discussion, "What is SM?"

Xi Weiyang licked his lips and explained embarrassingly, "This...is a kind of serious love between husband and wife."

Grandpa Yuan frowned slightly and interrupted, "Stop talking, save face for the child."

……

Save face?

Yuan Xingran even felt a little funny when he heard this.

What face does he have?

What face does he still have to say about Yuan Xingran?

Not only his face, but he even lost his face!

Up and down, inside and out, from body to soul!

He has long been held in the palm of the hand by the person in front of him, and he has played with it a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times!

Playing with it until now, playing until he is physically and mentally injured, playing until his belly is big!

Play until he is pregnant with that bastard's cub!

think of this,

Yuan Xingran was trembling with anger...

"Master~"

The other party actually spoke shamelessly again, even crying in a pitiful and hypocritical voice!

Still want to continue playing with him?

Yuan Xingran couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't know where the strength came up, he rushed over, "I'll let you call master again!"

A heavy punch hit Ming Zhen's face!

Ming Zhen was directly beaten to the ground by him.

But Yuan Xing was still very puzzled, he jumped straight up and rode on Mingzhen, clenched his hands into fists, and attacked alternately, raindrops of fists hit Mingzhen's body, that is, his raindrops of tears also rained down !

"I'll make you call again! I'll let you call again!..."

Once the various emotions that were pent up in my heart had an outlet to vent, they were like a flood that opened the gate...

While crying and crying, he punched heavily,

Yuan Xingran felt that he had never been so angry in his life. He couldn't control the manic factor in his body. An extremely negative emotion occupied him completely. He was irrational. At this moment, he only had one thought. , he also wants to die with this bastard, and die on the spot!

All the melon-eating elders in the room lost their minds in an instant, and rushed over to separate the two who were wrestling together.

To be precise, there is no scuffle, Ming Zhen can only be beaten while lying on the ground.

But Yuan Xingran seemed to have gone crazy, he couldn't pull it no matter what,

On the one hand, everyone wanted to pull him, and on the other hand, they were worried about his pregnancy.

In the end, it was his elder brother who picked him up by the waist, which prevented the vicious fight from developing into a murder case.

Yuan Xingran, who was trembling all over, did not know how long it took before he came back to his senses. He recognized the person in front of him,

It was Yuan Ziming, it was his brother, his brother who had always been strong, his brother looked at him in a panic, and kept asking him, "Xingran, what's the matter with you? Xingran, what's the matter with you? You and brother Say, why have you been wronged? What did Mingzhen do to you? Brother decides for you..."

Yuan Xingran had a sore nose, he opened his mouth, and finally yelled out the sound of a mosquito in a hoarse voice, "Brother..."

What he wanted to say, he wanted to complain loudly to his brother, he wanted to tell his brother all the inhuman treatment he suffered, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, he could only keep crying... …

He has a thorough understanding of what it means for a dumb person to eat coptis!

Yuan Xingran suddenly felt very tired, as if the battle just now had exhausted all his strength, he really had no strength at all, and the thought of wanting to die with Mingzhen just now was gone, and he also He doesn't want to sue anymore, and he doesn't want to continue the stalemate with Mingzhen, he thinks...he just wants to leave this sad place...

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, grabbed his brother's tie, and cried for help, "Brother, don't sell me, okay? Don't sell me to him, I will be good at home in the future, I will be good..."

Yuan Xingran watched his always strong brother suddenly have red eyes, he felt himself being carefully hugged by his brother, and he heard his brother's steady promise, "Don't worry, brother won't betray you, Brother will take good care of you even if he loses everything, you stay at home steadily."

With this promise, Yuan Xingran finally breathed a sigh of relief. He let go of his tightly clenched fist. Only then did he realize that there was red blood stains on his fist. It was Mingzhen's blood, exuding a faint smell of blood, his nose suddenly regained his sense of smell, and suddenly felt a cramping pain in his stomach, and couldn't hold it anymore, he spit it out in a "wow"!

Yuan Xingran, who had softened into noodles, was carried away by his brother.

When he was leaving, he heard his brother standing at the door and saying to the man,

"Mingzhen, I don't know what you've done now, but you just wait for me, our family's business is endless!"

Ming Zhen, who was beaten into a pig's head and covered in blood, was still lying on the ground.

Mingzhen's parents, uncles and aunts were standing or squatting beside him, and now the most puzzling thing was this group of relatives and friends. They have been following this young couple to eat melons all the way up to now, and they are so absorbed in their lessons, but until now they still Ate a bewilderment.

Seeing the people of the Yuan family leave in a mighty manner, these few people began to question the client who was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Mingzhen's mother anxiously looked for the medicine box all over the room, and asked, "What's the matter with you and Xingran? Weren't you fine before? How did it become like this?"

Li Chen squatted beside his nephew, "Boy, why did you bully him to the end?"

His aunt also squatted over, "Is it because Xingran didn't want to get pregnant, and you forced him?"

Professor Ming frowned with his hands behind his back, and reprimanded his son, "When will our Ming family inherit the throne? It's worth your use of such indecent tricks. How did I educate you since childhood?"

force?

Ming Zhen, whose face was covered with blood, suddenly laughed,

Laughed and cried,

He opened his mouth to explain, but he couldn't open his mouth...

He suddenly felt very tired, and even regretted why Yuan Xingran didn't kill him just now. If he could die under his hands, it would be better than the current torture.

"Don't ask me any more, I'm meaner and nastier than you think!"

If he was not despicable and dirty, Yuan Xing would not have been able to conceive, let alone be pregnant for 55 days!

55 days ago, which time?

Ming Zhen narrowed his eyes, suddenly his mind cleared up,

Fifty-five days ago, it was the first time he met Yuan Xingran as Mingzhen No. 55,

At that time, Yuan Xingran tilted his head, looked into his eyes in front of him, and said to him, "Hello Mingzhen, I'm your boyfriend Yuan Xingran."

He was possessed.

He felt that the world opened up a beautiful prelude in front of him,

As if he had been bewitched, he obsessively carried the human skin of "Mingzhen No. [-]" on his back, stepped onto the stage, and started his performance.

That night, he planted a bitter fruit without hesitation!

original,

This tragedy had already begun to take root after he had the first evil thought, and it was hard to make up for it.

It's just that after so many days of being together, this sinful seedling has continued to grow and grow, until now, it has grown into a towering tree, bearing the fruit of sin,

But the root system of this tree has already grown into his blood, and is connected with his flesh and blood. If you want to pull it out, you must dig out the flesh and blood, and you will die!

The author has something to say:

Xing Baoer, let's not cry, beat him