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

Main text Chapter 78 Jinjiang exclusive发

The air in the small town is very good, so good that even in summer it doesn't feel sticky. When the wind blows, the scattered hair on the earlobes is kissed by the warmth of the sun. "How short do you want it?" Xie Jun thought for a moment, first reaching out to his neck. Then, regretfully shaking his head, he touched his earlobe. "Up to here. . ." Wen Jue reached out and adjusted the mirror in front of him so he could see clearly. Her hand fell half a finger behind his ear, the warmth of her fingertips telling him, "Here?" Xie Jun seemed to be instantly touched, nodding honestly.

Swinging his legs like a child, "Mm, right here." The weather was nice, Wen Jue helped Xie Jun wash his hair clean, standing by the window ready to cut his long hair short. It was hot in the summer, and Xie Jun's hair would always brush against his wound when it fell down. Over time, it was not conducive to the wound healing. Half of his hair was tied up, clipped to the top of his head like a small mound of soil. Xie Jun shook his head, blowing away a strand of loose hair. Wen Jue saw half of the gland that had been sharply dug out, with black threads left outside, the scar twisted and unsightly. Her hand brushed a hair next to the scar. Xie Jun trembled, shrugged, and softly muttered, "Itchy. . ."

Wen Jue parted her hair and cut off a strand with scissors. Xie Jun looked at the hair falling on his shoulder and sighed, "I used to be in the rock circle." He pinched his broken hair and twisted it, "At that time, I had long hair. . . Hmm. . ." He gestured. "Up to here." "Just a bit shorter than yours." Xie Jun's face showed a reminiscing expression, and after some thought, he revealed a rare mischievous look. "Once I went to perform, it was a rock entertainment festival, and everyone was dressed punk." He smirked. "Of course, I couldn't fall behind; I was the leading young actor back then." Wen Jue noticed the soft ends of his hair, "Hmm? Leading young actor?"

Xie Jun subconsciously turned his head: "Of course." Wen Jue pressed him back. "Don't move around, Jun." Xie Jun hummed, spread his hands out carelessly, palms open. He deliberately showed calluses on his fingertips to Wen Jue: "My hands are callused from practicing guitar." Then he continued, "The organizers of that ceremony found a hairstylist named Tony to give me a unique hairstyle, but. . ." Xie Jun puffed up his cheeks, looking angry. He exaggerated his tone and expression, and Wen Jue knew he was trying to calm himself down. Since that evening, the two of them almost avoided this topic, and Xie Jun cherished the baby every moment.

During pregnancy, she was sleepy whenever she was awake. She was always talking to the baby. The curve of Wen Jue's mouth was barely visible, and laughter between the two became a rare thing. "In the end, they gave me a long braid hairstyle and tied a flower." Xie Jun gestured by his ear, "It's all because I'm too beautiful, fans even doubted my gender at one point, scaring me into cutting my hair overnight." "That was close. . ." Xie Jun said when Wen Jue remained silent. He reached out and picked a half-opened gentian flower from the windowsill, placing it behind her ear. Turning to look at her, the man's eyes and brows were sharp yet gentle, his fair skin slightly thin, but it was those beautiful peach blossom eyes that captured the soul.

The balloon flower held up the light silver hair.

"Is it pretty?"

"Mine. . . . . . . alpha."

Wen Jue nodded and set down the scissors.

The whole person reflected in her eyes.

"You are unique."

Wen Jue smoothed out the freshly cut short hair.

Her almond eyes showed a slight change, but no longer revealed any sadness. She tried to show a gentle smile as usual.

Xie Jun reached out to stop her lips, his lips moved slightly.

His voice was so clear. "I love you." "More than ever, cherish the time we spend together. Aunt Nanding said I am an immature omega, the chance of finding an alpha with matching pheromones is negligible." "But, Wen Jue." "We fit so well, do you know what that means?" Xie Jun took the flower from his ear and pinned it to Wen Jue's collar. "Flowers wither, love will endure." The cicadas outside chirped one last time, gradually fading away. "And I, at this moment, love you."