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

Main text 67, Jinjiang exclusive release

Jiting's expression was as sincere as ever, like the sudden intrusion of the day he rolled up his sleeves to donate blood.

His pleasing appearance inexplicably made people feel heartbroken.

Xie Jun patted his hand and turned his head.

"Who wants your blood, it stinks."

He was really about to be assimilated by this suffocating blood sacrifice method. He hesitated for a moment. The blood of a high-level sacrifice was really tempting. Xie Jun also understood that this was undoubtedly a substitute for "praying mantis offering."

The omega of the deity, the descendants of the deity need nourishment, and these sacrifices instinctively want to offer themselves.

Jiting withdrew his hand, feeling a bit awkward, his dark eyes looking a bit lost.

"I can eat less, you eat more."

This was the only solution he could think of. Xie Jun smiled bitterly, turned his head, and glared.

Jiting shrank his head: "I. . . won't eat, you eat. . ."

Xie Jun patted his big head: "Even if you don't eat, I have nothing to eat."

"We have no money."

"Fool."

Jiting blinked, his vocal cords had just been restored by Song Feiyu, speaking still felt a bit unfamiliar, so he could only instinctively nod obediently.

He still thought of himself as the child following the deity.

The two had no money to stay in a hotel, so they had to lie down on the grass, luckily it was already summer, even if it was cold, it wasn't too cold.

Xie Jun huddled in a corner by the wall, trying hard to avoid the wind, hands protecting his stomach.

Trying to use the warmth of his palm to protect the child.

Jiting moved closer to Xie Jun, although he had been abused, his frame was still large.

He turned sideways, blocking most of the wind.

Jiting blinked his eyes without blinking, staring at Xie Jun.

His hands were clenched nervously.

The man was very handsome, even though his hair was messy and thin, his eyes and eyebrows were still attractive.

"Stop staring at me, your eyes are sticky."

Perhaps having spent a long time in the entertainment industry, being alert to others' gazes was a basic skill.

Jiting was a bit surprised.

"Close your eyes. . ." he opened his palm and gestured in front of the man with closed eyes.

"Look? Can you see?"

Xie Jun circled his hand: "Hmm, you are too obvious."

Ji Ting, like a lost bear, retracted his hand instinctively and also instinctively circled his hand: "The third stage, your energy consumption has reached the third stage."

Because of this sentence, Xie Jun opened his eyes, his brown pupils reflecting a calmness.

"You know?"

Ji Ting nodded: "I have seen weak ones get pregnant."

When following the god in the north, Ji Ting often did volunteer work, in the nurturing center like a reproductive factory, giving birth to many children, with many weak omega living in the lowest level.