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

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It was a simple small dining table, probably brought from a certain flower shop.

Xie Jun had been eating at the small table by the window these days, although the room was not small, enough to fit many tables. But eating alone always felt too lonely, so he told Wen Jue not to bother.

But the small dining table that appeared now should be Wen Jue's doing.

"Are you hungry?" Wen Jue picked up a slice of bamboo shoot in her hand, the stir-fried bamboo shoot was just right.

Xie Jun glanced at it, moved his bowl back, avoiding the bamboo shoot in Wen Jue's hand.

"Not hungry."

Wen Jue's hand paused in place, her expression still gentle and mild, faintly smiled, "If you like something, just tell Fu Lai Ni directly."

Xie Jun poked at the chicken pieces in his bowl with chopsticks, grunted softly.

"Got it."

The corners of the eyes converged, the tone was somewhat coquettish.

This meal didn't go very smoothly, Xie Jun was really angry.

Taking oneself to the warship, then as if shocked, revealing those fantastical stories, and finally not explaining anything anymore.

Disappeared for several days in a row.

The chaos outside has already sealed the city, doesn't she worry about herself?

There's still. . . the child. . .

The man stood in front of the mirror, looking at his slightly bulging lower abdomen, the snow-white skin was arched, the waistbone did not swell due to pregnancy, still looked slender and delicate.

He slightly turned sideways, revealing the narrow butterfly bones behind his shoulders, extending upwards to the pale pink glands opening at the back of his neck.

The bathroom was filled with mist, Xie Jun reached out to brush away the stray hair on his forehead.

Revealing the sharp contours, the corners of the eyes carried a gentle warmth from the hot water of the recent bath.

Xie Jun picked up the thin bathrobe from the rack.

The bed was empty, Xie Jun pursed his lips, walked past the cabinet and stopped in front of the full-length mirror.

The mirror perfectly displayed Omega's figure, starting with the slightly exposed collarbone, then the beige silk bathrobe gradually falling down, the loosely tied belt around the waist revealing a bit of the lower abdomen, not particularly pregnant but just right.

"Cousin. . . when can I go back to school. . ."

A young voice came from outside the bedroom.

Xie Jun raised an eyebrow, adjusted the collarbone of his clothes, and walked towards the small hall.

Wen Jue set down the glass in her hand and smiled, "After the alert is over, it should be next year."

In the small hall, Qi Lai and Wang Xiaojing sat on the left and right, while Wen Jue sat in the middle like a living Bodhisattva, suppressing the two people beside her.

From a few meters away, the soft sofa made the two feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Come here."

Xie Jun leaned against the door frame, hands crossed in front of his chest, a strand of wet hair falling onto his forehead.

The gazes of the two people looking at Xie Jun were pleading for help.