Dr. Jiang Is Pregnant With His Nemesis’s Child

There was something furry against Jiang Xu's chest, and he pushed it irritably, only to hear Shen Fangyu humming a few times.

"You usually look thin, but when you lift it...why is it so heavy?"

"You're fucking...he's heavy." Jiang Xu pushed his head up, and under the influence of alcohol, the two of them even talked intermittently.

"You can't...Jiang Xu," Shen Fangyu spread out on the pillow, swinging his arms to the side of the bed, "You only drank a little...you got drunk, no wonder Zhong Lan...has a crush on you."

Jiang Xu was very dizzy. When he heard the words, he slapped Shen Fangyu on the face and covered his mouth, "Your face...was so hot that you could boil an egg. Do you think...you're not drunk?"

"I'm not drunk..." The drunk waved his hand, "I won't pour a thousand cups."

Xu Shi was drunk, and Jiang Xu talked more. Hearing this, he let out a "squeak", "It doesn't matter if you don't pour a thousand cups or just one cup, anyway, Zhong Lan... doesn't like you."

Shen Fangyu, who was murdered, rubbed his face, "Zhong Lan..." He muttered, as if he was caught in some memory, "I suddenly remembered, Jiang Xu... I am because of you, Lian Banhua confessed to me back then. They all declined."

"You thought...you were the only one suffering," Jiang Xu said, "When I graduated...I received dozens of love letters just to have **** with you...I didn't even have time to open them."

"So why on earth are you flirting with me?"

"Why don't you ask...Ask yourself?"

The two men who had been living and dying so far became more and more angry. Under the blessing of alcohol, they didn't know who made the move first, and suddenly they wrestled into a ball, wishing they could send each other to see Xitian directly.

Fortunately, his mind was not so clear, and his eyes could not see clearly. Nine times out of ten, he missed the right position. After being tired for a long time, Jiang Xu's tie had already been torn loose, and the button did not know where it fell, revealing a piece of Cold white neck.

He leaned against the head of the bed and pressed the bridge of his nose repeatedly. Shen Fangyu, who had punched for a long time, collapsed on the bed with his eyes closed, panting.

After a while, he seemed to sigh with emotion: "Emotions are really metaphysics. I never thought about it... Zhong Lan is gay." He closed his eyes, probably because he felt that the overhead light of the hotel was too dazzling, and he turned it off with a "snap" sound. As for the headlights, only two warm yellow sleep lamps by the bed are left.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Xu, and suddenly remembered the man in the bar just now, "I said...you are also gay, right?"

With a punch in the lower abdomen, Jiang Xu broke his joints, half-raised his eyelids, and gave him a cold look, "I'm 1.88 meters, even if I'm gay...I'm still 1."

He was so drunk that he didn't even know what he was talking about. If he sobered up, he would realize that he had been led into a pit by Shen Fangyu's nonsense.

Fortunately, Shen Fangyu was also half asleep and half awake, and didn't find any huge loopholes in his words. Instead, he grasped the numbers sensitively, and subconsciously said, "I'm 1.88.4 meters tall."

Jiang Xu: "I'm 1.88.43 meters."

Who doesn't know how to count decimals.

"Ha," Shen Fangyu suddenly laughed, "I'm 1.88.44 meters."

"Damn—" Jiang Xu glared at him, but Shen Fangyu got more and more upward, "Not only am I taller than you, believe it or not, I'm also taller than you in everything."

"I do not believe."

The sense of victory and defeat among men seems to be engraved in the DNA, especially under the blessing of alcohol, the mind is completely swallowed up by inattention.

Shen Fangyu immediately took off his trousers, and reached out to pull Jiang Xu's trousers. The tailored trousers wrapped the man's slender legs, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Xu was probably really drunk, and his mind was full of not being able to lose to Shen Fangyu, so he let his pants be pulled down. The two looked down at the same time, and looked at each other again, almost speaking in unison Said: "I am longer than you!"

"Impossible," Shen Fangyu directly pulled Jiang Xu's hand, and pressed on himself, "Compare yourself with your hands."

Jiang Xu's hands are very white, with slender fingers and a little callus. Because there is no flesh, you can still see the light blue blood vessels on the back of the hand.

Probably because of the alcohol, his blood went to his head, but his hands were a little cold. The moment he touched Shen Fangyu, the latter trembled suddenly.

"Don't move." Jiang Xu's mind only had a single-threaded test of length. His hand rubbed against a certain position of Shen Fangyu. Shen Fangyu lowered his head in a daze. The visual stimulation made his brain a little bit Dazed.

Those hands, which are always performing operations in an orderly manner, were jumping and rubbing on his body, and his heart started beating wildly for no reason.

"What are you fluttering about?" While he disliked his heart that had never seen the world, he groped to grab Jiang Xu's hand. The latter was interrupted halfway and looked up at him unhappily. Obscure in front of the eyes.

Only then did Shen Fangyu realize that Jiang Xu's glasses had been knocked off at some point.

Jiang Xu has inner double eyes, perhaps because of myopia, he took off his glasses to see things a bit blurry, those eyes that always look sharp under the lenses, at this time, under the background of the warm yellow sleep light, there is a bit of natural softness.

This kind of Jiang Xu made Shen Fangyu feel strange. Alcohol made Shen Fangyu's body and brain feel light, like stepping on clouds, and like in a dream.

Shen Fangyu stared blankly at Jiang Xu for a while, and suddenly found a small mole under his eye.

The mole was very small, usually blocked by his glasses, he had never noticed it, but now that he suddenly noticed it, Shen Fangyu stared at it like an addiction, and couldn't move his eyes away.

Inexplicably, Shen Fangyu felt that the mole was a bit seductive.

Jiang Xu's face was that kind of cold white, with a little black spot that was very clear against it. He was dazzled by the mole, and when his Adam's apple rolled, he suddenly forgot who was lying on the bed.

So in the next second, Shen Fangyu's lower lip accidentally stuck the little mole on.

Jiang Xu's eyelashes trembled, his eyes were half closed, he seemed a little dazed, his consciousness was fuzzy, and after a moment of confusion, he turned his head away.

Shen Fangyu put one hand on the pillow and looked down at Jiang Xu. The moment he tilted his head, Shen Fangyu keenly noticed that there was also a small mole on his neck.

"My mother said that people who are white are more likely to get moles, which is true."

After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed like a mole collector.

Shen Fangyu's lips were very cold, and when they suddenly touched his hot neck, Jiang Xu raised his head subconsciously. His jaw line was very beautiful, and it was very clear because he raised his head.

Shen Fangyu wanted to go down, but Jiang Xu put his hands on his chest.

"Hot," Jiang Xu closed his eyes, rubbed the pure white pillow out of its wrinkles, and said bluntly, "Go and turn on the air conditioner."

After obediently turning on the air conditioner and returning, Shen Fangyu propped his head on one hand, looking down at Jiang Xu who was lying on his back. The two of them were tossing and turning on the bed just now, and Jiang Xu's shirt had already been rolled up from his waist.

The Jiang Xu in the dream is still cute, Shen Fangyu thought, not noisy, although it looks unreal under the warm yellow light, but it is very pleasing to the eye.

Shen Fangyu's eyes flicked over that smooth and thin waist, and he tore off the few buttons left. Because he hadn't been exposed to the sun, the skin on Jiang Xu's chest was extremely white. of a mole.

Different from the previous ones, this mole is red, like a drop of blood hidden in it, red and shiny.

Collective Dr. Shen stared at it for a long time, then rubbed his eyes, feeling inexplicably panicked.

He raised a finger and pressed the little red dot like a switch, and suddenly there was an indistinct gasp above his head.

Shen Fangyu's spirit was numb.

"Fuck, don't recruit me..."

He took a deep breath, and wanted to stand up. Jiang Xu also realized something in a trance, but felt that he was very annoyed, so he kicked Shen Fangyu hard, "Get out."

However, he kicked in the air, and when Shen Fangyu dodged the attack, he grabbed his ankle.

Jiang Xu's ankles were very thin and his skin was smooth, Shen Fangyu couldn't help rubbing them for a while longer.

There was another low muffled grunt.

It's different from the one in the small movie, the man's voice is a little hoarse, a little cold, indifferent, but inexplicably ignited.

Shen Fangyu suddenly lowered his head and looked at the ends of those legs with dim eyes.

This dream is too violent.

The author has something to say:

Shen Fangyu: I vow to visit every mole on Jiang Xu's body.