Sugar Mama Got a Male Celebrity Pregnant [Female A Male O] [ChatGPT Translation]

Main text Chapter 2

Wen Jue's hair is very long, dripping with water after washing and hanging down to her waist. Her skin is a clean white, almost translucent through the clean skin and bones.

She has a rare cleanliness and Confucian air that is hard to tarnish. Due to her family genes, her features are a bit more beautiful. These slight beauties, along with her plain apricot eyes, do not clash at all, but instead make people inexplicably want to trust her.

She has a comforting appearance that people are infatuated with.

"Why are you here?" she asked, her voice slightly husky from just stepping out of the bathroom.

This is Wen Jue's room.

A man in a bathrobe lazily leaned against the soft bed.

Turning slightly, a pair of dark eyes looked over, the bangs that used to be combed back now hanging down, reducing the sharpness of the alpha disguise.

Like a beautiful young man, the soft curve of his neck as he turned made people want to hold it.

However, the woman did not pay attention to these things.

She has always been gentle and friendly, her gaze towards the man and the glass in her hand are the same.

People and objects are all the same in her eyes.

"Wait for you," even though he looks younger than his actual age. But having rolled in the entertainment world, he would never lose face and dare not look a woman in the eye.

Xie Jun stared at her directly, and it was a blatant seduction.

He stood up, walking neither fast nor slow, dressed decently, and no one knew what he intended to do.

Of course, Wen Jue did not think in any other direction.

He raised his hand to touch the woman's wet hair hanging behind her bathrobe, but she calmly avoided it, pretending to adjust the heater, saving the man some face.

That's how Wen Jue is, always maintaining enough courtesy and understanding.

But it's precisely this that makes it difficult for people to get close.

"Go back to your room and rest," she turned to look at the man, her tone carrying the unmistakable alpha characteristic of innate decisiveness.

His delicate eyebrows furrowed into a beautiful arc, as if saying: bully me.

Wen Jue squeezed the handle in her hand, the moisture in her palm making it sticky and uncomfortable: "Xie Jun, me staying today doesn't mean anything, I promised to take responsibility, but I won't love you. . ." She looked into the man's eyes as she spoke.

"You know," Wen Jue's voice was so gentle, like being immersed in cotton without any aggression, just stating a cruel fact.

For others, it might be extremely cruel.

But Xie Jun's thought process was clearly different.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so long, disguising his omega characteristics as the weakest among the six sexes to make money as an alpha. Even when exhausted, he never thought of finding a sugar daddy to live a life of luxury.

But after his 29th birthday, gradually being replaced by a succession of beautiful artists for endorsements and resources, as well as his precarious position at the top. . .

Eating the youth meal without a representative work, only acting in a few silly and sweet campus dramas, Xie Jun realized that without a backer in the circle, he was just a floating duckweed. Compared to those glamorous experiences made by fans, it was not at the same level as the financial game with the sponsors.