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

Ch 9

[Ming Queer, please tell Miss Wen Jue that it will be the eighth day after twelve o'clock. The weak omega needs her pheromones to comfort her pregnancy, otherwise she will give birth to deformed children...]

Xie Jun looked down at the message sent by the terminal and wrapped it in the only thick blanket.

Looking around the surrounding environment confusedly, a few simple steel movable blocks, and the cracks were torn by the cold wind.

He held two small broken diamonds in the palm of his hand, and he was dizzy and recalled what happened before he woke up.

The door was pushed open. When he could tell clearly, the man's black eyes were strange and fleshy. This is the appearance standard of stars who are good at helping people buy and selling skin and meat in the stars.

Xie Jun shrank back, and the blanket on his body was wrapped tighter. He couldn't wait to block all over his body from the greedy eyes of the stars.

That man is a beta. The pheromone concentration is not high, and it is more of the stench of perennial dirt.

"It looks good."

The beta man simply commented on the goods and stretched out his greasy hand to touch Xie Jun's beautiful face.

The hand of the carrion touched Xie Jun's cheek.

He suddenly covered his chest, and his stomach cramps and nauseated.

The Beta man was a little stiff. He didn't have much dislike for these vomit. He reached out and "picked" Xie Jun and threw it on the sofa.

Xie Jun took a few breaths, and the whole simple lounge was full of the smell of sweat and beta bloody pheromones.

The group of star people are like this. They have been living in a dark trading center with no light for many years. Their pheromones are infected with blood, their household registration is branded with slaves, and their whole body is rotten.

Xie Jun leaned against the sofa and gradually cleared his mind. He clenched the diamond in his hand...

That sharpness is not painful.

Before he fell into a coma, he was shooting the last set of promotional materials in the snow outdoors. In a panic, the midfielder handed a cup of hot water, because the cold function of the body prompted him to take it.

Later, at the end of the field work, everyone was organized to leave by aircraft...

He seems to be on the plane...

The last person I met... It is...

The man No. 3 who quarreled last time-------Luo Zhitang!

At the script reading meeting before starting up and entering the group, Xie Jun was not very good with this person. A third-tier star may have set up a dark line and come in to play a big or small role. He adds drama to himself all day long and doesn't take the circle rules seriously at all.

In the way of muddle along, the two did not compete with the same type, and Xie Jun did not take him seriously. Unexpectedly, this man had an idea on himself, and he actually contacted the stars...

He is going to sell himself...

"Stand up."

The fleshy beta man approached and casually lost a rag-like handkerchief. His narrow eyes narrowed gently, signaling him to wipe away the debris.

Xie Jun did not show disapprehension and reached out to pick up the smelly handkerchief. He stood up against the sofa and smiled: "Sir, it's not worth selling me to the underground exchange..."