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

Main text Chapter 80 Jinjiang exclusive发

After all, the original Xie Jun was not a well-behaved omega, with half a cup of milk left half-drunk and half-coaxed.

"Miss Wen Jue~" He habitually brushed his light silver hair back behind his ears, using this "old-fashioned" form of address.

The man approached the woman: "I really can't drink anymore~"

He held up two fingers: "I promise! I'll drink half a cup more tonight, okay~"

Wen Jue opened the terminal, pointing the camera at him: "Alright, speak. . ."

This was a gesture to leave behind evidence.

Xie Jun, upon seeing the camera, flashed a cunning smile: "I promise, I will definitely drink half a cup of milk!"

After speaking, his light silver hair fell back over his forehead, covering his slightly sharp eyebrows, still a pretty and milky omega.

Wen Jue shook her head and gently touched his little face.

"Add. . . ," she said.

"Tonight, a glass, these four words."

In Wen Jue's hands, he couldn't play any tricks. If she indulged herself, she would turn a blind eye, but now she prioritized her health, as Aunt Nanding had instructed.

Xie Jun still couldn't gain any advantage.

"I understand," he replied.

"I promise to drink a glass of milk tonight."

Time passed slowly in the small town. By the time one watered the flowers in the morning, had breakfast, and walked a few laps around the square, it was already noon.

The square was crowded with people from the outer city who were engaged in various trades. They were simple and honest border people, casually setting up tents or sleeping on the grass.

Wars have caused, indeed there is no way, fortunately the local relief capacity is good, everyone is not very hungry.

The only downside is that there are fewer and fewer places to settle in the square.

From the main street to Grandpa Wang's back street, you have to pass through this square, and the two really have no other way to choose.

Xie Jun held a small bag of cookies, eating and patting his stomach, muttering, "If I eat too much, will my figure go bad. . .

Will I become a man with a wax-yellow face! A beer belly figure!

Thinking like this, he had only taken a few steps when his foot was grabbed by a hand.

He looked down.

It was a trembling child, with hands so thin that only bones could be seen, and the skin seemed to be drooping on the bones.

"Please, sir. . ." The child's voice lacked strength.

The child's eyes were dark, but lacked brightness, already half of life had been consumed by food, the clothes were a bit dirty, but the collar remained clean.

Xie Jun only had half a cookie left in his hand, with some small pieces of chocolate on his fingertips.

He took out the whole box from the bag, opened the delicate box, revealing a box full of delicious and sweet cookies.

"Do you. . . want it?"

The child's big, round eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of hope, having not eaten anything for many days, he had asked with just a hopeful attitude.

Such a handsome gentleman, so kind.

The child swallowed dryly and said, "Sir. . . is this for me?"

Xie Jun smiled and patted his head, "Of course."