Wang Fugui's Counterattack

74.

With me wearing a mask, love came alive again.

I murmured: "This author used to write sand carving texts, how could he come up with such a strange flavor?"

Yan Qiuchi thought about it for a while, and said, "I think this author's writing is not very sand sculpture, but the person is like sand sculpture."

I opened the script and took a look, "Yes, Wen is not as good as her. What do you think is going on in her head all day long? Is she not sober? She can also write about a rival in love with feces-scented pheromones?"

I feel a little suffocated because I have a lot of emotional scenes with this shit-smelling pheromone alpha, and I complained: "Is she doing it on purpose to be funny, does she think her protagonist will like a shit-smelling alpha? This alpha That's right, I don't know what I feel like, so can't I be a little bit in the dark?"

There is another possibility.

That is, the protagonist Shou likes stinky things. For example, some people naturally like stinky tofu, durian, stinky fermented bean curd, etc. This may be the case for the protagonist Shou.

Yan Qiuchi glanced at me and said nothing.

I quickly defended myself: "The protagonist's preferences are the protagonist's preferences, it has nothing to do with me, I am not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Yan Qiuchi: "I didn't say anything."

My perfect world in the future must be written by a big hand, definitely not for this kind of sand sculpture author, who knows what settings she will secretly change when she lets herself go.

I rubbed my belly and said, "Let's go with the plot."

Ever since I knew that my task was to have children, I always touched my stomach intentionally or unintentionally, and the eyes I looked at my stomach became a little more loving. Finish the task, or I suspect I will really go crazy.

Yan Qiuchi released pheromone and approached my back of the neck. I pushed him away, pretending to be a chaste woman, and said: "I have no relationship with you, I will not be your omega!"

Oh my god, what a contrived line.

"Omega, are you trying to get my attention?"

Is there something wrong with this author's mind?

"I'm not! Don't come here! Then... what's that smell, why is it so fragrant, don't let your pheromone confuse me, ah, shameless!"

Oh my god, I'm going to die. As a pure white lotus, why does the protagonist like stinky things?

Yan Qiuchi approached me while talking about his domineering president's quotations. I wore a mask without fear, until I was pressed on the bed by him, I was a little suffocated, the smell was too strong.

Can you imagine the smell of heather flower mixed with the smell of snail powder?

This taste is definitely not inferior to the atomic bomb.

I was so smoked that I covered my nose and rolled my eyes, and almost passed out.But my butt was pressed against something hot, I widened my eyes and looked at Yan Qiuchi in disbelief.

"You fucking...can you be tough like this?"

Yan Qiuchi's real body can't be Teddy, can he still have a golden gun under such a taste?What kind of devil am I in love with?

I shrank my butt and said the lines: "You don't want to do this, I don't want to, I don't want to be marked!"

I smelled this smell, and the heat spread all over my body. I twisted my body, and my shirt was soaked in sweat. I tugged at the neckline and murmured: "Qiuchi, why is it so hot without turning on the air conditioner?"

My bangs were wet and sticky on my forehead, it was very uncomfortable, Yan Qiuchi wiped the sweat from my forehead, he was also sweating, and fine beads of sweat fell on my lips, I pursed it Lips, salty.

"is you."

I:"???"

"You're in love."

Me: "Why does it still have a barrier number?"

Yan Qiuchi sighed: "I can't help it, Pepe is very strict now, and if I'm not careful, I'll close the little black room."

"Ok."

Turning off the lights, I had an indescribably enjoyable exercise with him from the neck down.

I was lying on the bed panting, my whole lower abdomen was swollen, I touched my stomach, and suddenly thought: "Look, does it look like I'm pregnant?"

Yan Qiuchi glanced at it, and said quietly: "Are you in a hurry? According to the plot, you will be pregnant in a month."

I shuddered and stared at my belly, the first time I experienced the process of pregnancy, it was a strange experience.

75.

Sure enough, a month later, I went to the hospital and found out that I was pregnant. I couldn't help but sigh, Yan Qiuchi is awesome.

One hit.

I walked home with my belly still in my arms. Suddenly, I smelled a terrible smell. I covered my mouth and vomited into the trash can. I knew that the male lead had appeared.

The man stood in front of me and said politely: "Are you okay?"

You'll be fine if you stay away from me.

But my pure white lotus can't be defeated, I said softly: "No...it's okay, thank you."

The feces-smelling alpha handed me a handkerchief. I hesitated for a while, but took it anyway. I really don't want this shit-smelling handkerchief at all.

I closed my eyes hard, wiped my mouth with a handkerchief, gritted my teeth and thanked Xiaoshi: "Thank you."

Xiaoshi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's my honor to help such a beautiful omega."

I think it's my misfortune.

"You... what's your name? I have a chance to return the handkerchief to you."

"My name is Xiao Shi, how about you?"

"My name is Wang Fugui."

Xiao Shi was stunned for a moment, and said with a dry smile, "The name is pretty good, very good, very down-to-earth."

I said goodbye to him pretentiously, and when I got home, I saw Yan Qiuchi sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, staring at me with a cold face. He spoke: "Who is that person?"

My heart flustered: "Which person?"

"The alpha of that shit-scented pheromone."

Me: "...he just helped me on the way."

"Omega, you better not let anyone touch you, or I'll lock you up and you'll never see anyone again."

Yo, is it still a ghost attack?

I nodded my head, "I know... I know."

After finishing this episode, I immediately leaned on Yan Qiuchi, as the saying goes, whether you stand or not, and whether you sit or not.

He supported me, staring at my belly, as if he wanted to say something, I said, "I'm pregnant, I'm really pregnant."

Yan Qiuchi hesitantly stretched out his hand to touch my stomach, I saw his cautious appearance, his heart melted into water, "Did you touch it?"

He nodded and looked at my stomach: "What did you eat at noon, my stomach is bulging up to now."

I:"……"

I should have no illusions about this man.

I declare that this time my love is really dead.