Rich Woman Got Male Artist O Pregnant (Female A, Male O)

Ch 7

Xie Jun leaned against the co-pilot's seat and didn't want to go down. He secretly looked at the woman in blue and white military uniform next to him several times. The costume that can't be changed with his hand on his body, a piece of... Long-sleeved ripped punk black shirt.

It's so strange... It's particularly strange to sit with Wen Jue...

The woman flew the aircraft, fell on the joystick with one hand for a moment, and then slipped through the front body.

Outside the window is the familiar Jiaoshan villa area.

Xie Jun hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, tilting his head and neck to reveal a large area of snow-white.

"It's here." Wen Jue's voice is pleasant and slow and elegant.

No one answered.

Looking at the weak spine of the man in the dark shadow, Wenjue twisted his hand, and a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed through his eyes.

She rubbed her wrists and touched the Buddha beads immersed in her wrists. The light sandalwood on the beads made her whole body silent.

"Mr. Xie Jun." Although a woman's voice is magnetic, it is finally a little affectionate.

"The sleeping person's eyes will turn through the eyelids, but you don't."

Wen Jue didn't understand pity and cherish jade. Xie Jun opened his eyes and looked at the alpha woman with a pair of beautiful eyes. I don't know when my eyelashes were stained with water, and the long line trembled slightly.

"How do you know everything? When you expose it, you don't want to think about how embarrassing others are..." With a lot of complaints, Xie Jun stirred his hands again.

Wen Jue shook his head: "I don't understand. I just said it casually."

Xie Jun immediately sat upright, pretended to be wronged, and clenched the corner of his clothes: "Ah~you... Miss Wen Jue, you are lying!"

Wen Jue untied his seat belt, and without thanking Jun, he opened the door of the aircraft and walked straight down.

Xie Jun looked at his seat belt indifferently and was a little disappointed. He admitted that he wanted to enjoy the care of alpha.

However, for a moment, he walked around to his co-pilot's door to open it for him, and a pair of slender hands fell in front of him.

"Let's come down, Mr. Xie Jun."

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind blew in outside. Xie Jun shrank his neck and tightened his thin coat. The shape of the last concert, which was originally exquisitely decorated, was blown messy, and now the silver rhinestones are removed and stuck to the eyes.

Before Xie Jun put his outstretched hand in the palm of Wen Jue's hand, he staggered into the woman's arms in three and two steps.

Because of this sudden move, the woman's upright body took two steps back before standing.

When he came to his senses, he held oemga's white hands in his hand. The man leaning against his arms took the opportunity to rub against the warm army, and then he was powerless to fall on the woman in front of him, and his voice mumbled, "Miss Wen Jue... I'm afraid..."

Having seen the man's behavior clearly, Wen Jue did not expose it.

She even hesitated. She hesitated what the omega wanted to do.

If it was for money, after that night that shouldn't exist, he should have made a lot of money directly.

Instead of returning to put forward the conditions about money without a message for a month.