Please give me one.

In the darkness, Deng Shentong suddenly opened his eyes wide and his smoothly curved back tensed.

Being completely unprepared, he inevitably felt a little nervous.

Of course he knew that this was impossible for a man, and Zhang Yi was just teasing him.

Deng Shentong slowly relaxed a little, his face flushed with shame and anger at this somewhat ridiculous remark, and he cursed softly.

"...You're crazy."

However, his tone at this moment was obviously not convincing, and it sounded lazy and casual like a cat's meow.

Zhang Yi was so shocked by his reaction that his whole body trembled, and sadistic desire surged in his dark eyes.

He used some force to clamp the person in his arms and directly pulled down Deng Shentong's pajamas, revealing his straight and slender legs.

Zhang Yi rubbed Deng Shentong's waist and hips, as if he was checking the female beast's fertility conditions, biting his ear and whispering relentlessly: "I'm serious, get pregnant, you are very suitable to be a mother."

Deng Shentong was pressed a little tight by him, his delicate brows knitted, and he struggled to say: "Zhang Yi, what's wrong with you..."

There was no way he could get pregnant. Zhang Yi was just using this incident to humiliate him and force him to accept the humiliation of being a submissive woman.

Although Deng Shentong knew that Zhang Yi had always been a bad person, he couldn't help but show annoyance in his eyes, and he slapped Zhang Yi's moving hand away in anger.

But Zhang Yi would never listen to him on such matters. She was like a vine with strong vitality. Once cut, it would grow back tightly again.

Naturally, Zhang Yi doesn't really want a child.

He never had children because he didn't like children and didn't want to share his things with anyone.

Why should he be asked to devote his energy to taking care of a stranger?

What's more, if there really is such a child, he will snatch away Deng Shentong's love and attention. It would be a good thing if Zhang Yi didn't secretly strangle the imaginary enemy to death.

He was just caught up in some uncontrollable imagination.

The nature of males is to possess their females, mate with them and then reproduce, so that their bloodline can be blended and continued.

Mark your territory, spread your scent, and take complete possession of it.

What if that person is Deng Shentong?

His palm slid across Deng Shentong's slender waist, and he couldn't help but imagine that Deng Shentong's flat and tender belly was swelling up little by little like an inflated ball, his fair skin was stretched to be as fragile as a bubble, and his capillaries were faintly red, as if it was very difficult to support himself.

At that time, Deng Shentong's expression was still cold, but when he was working seriously, he suddenly felt like he was kicked by the life in his stomach. He felt so uncomfortable that he bent over and covered his round belly.

Pregnancy reactions would make him feel dizzy and nauseous, he would dry heave in pain, and a faint red would appear at the corners of his eyes.

The ice and snow between the eyebrows would melt in an instant, revealing a hint of fragility and shame.

Zhang Yi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he couldn't help but touch Deng Shentong's chest, kneading the soft touch.

Well exercised and well developed.

During late pregnancy, it will become larger in preparation for feeding the baby in the belly.

If you pinch it hard, milky white liquid will overflow and roll down the curve of the chest like pearls.

These are normal female pregnancy reactions, but when they occur in a strong, arrogant man...

It goes without saying that a proud man like Deng Shentong would feel ashamed and would cover up the changes in his body tightly with a windbreaker. He might even drag his pregnant body among various forces.

Would anyone notice that beneath that stern and beautiful face, the thick black windbreaker concealed a bloated body caused by pregnancy?

Some people may ask why Deng Shentong became slow in his movements.

He could only suppress the panic in his heart, holding his windbreaker tightly and leaving the scene.

The dignity of manhood and the tenderness of motherhood are strangely intertwined, and the scene is both holy and lustful.

Zhang Yi was reluctant to let Deng Shentong suffer that kind of pain, but he couldn't control his thoughts of humiliation. It was his evil and cruel nature that was at work.

The shocking imagination gave him an overwhelming sense of comfort that went up his spine, crawled up his scalp, and made his entire brain active with a tingling sensation.

If Deng Shentong knew that the person beside him was imagining something touching his body, he would probably have jumped up and slapped him.

It’s a pity that there is no such thing as mind reading. Deng Shentong groaned and endured Zhang Yi’s physical advances. He just thought that this mad dog was in heat again.

Psychologically, he was still somewhat resistant to this kind of thing, but his body had gradually become accustomed to being close to this person and did not have any uncomfortable reaction.

Deng Shentong saw that Zhang Yi's fire had already reached his doorstep, he sighed, too lazy to struggle any more, and just reminded:

"Don't overdo it. Go to bed early."

Zhang Yi gently kissed Deng Shentong's earlobe as usual, and began to unbutton his clothes one by one, completely opening his pajamas.

Deng Shentong grabbed the hand that was stroking his lower abdomen, panted, frowned and said: "How long are you going to touch me? It's itchy."

His abdomen was a little ticklish, and as Zhang Yi kept touching it, his abdominal muscles began to tremble painfully.

However, Zhang Yi seemed not to have heard it, and his hands moved more and more wantonly.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's movements paused, and he chuckled softly as if he remembered something.

"Touch me, the baby is kicking me."

"..."

Deng Shentong froze for a moment, and looked at Zhang Yi behind him with a look of astonishment.

But soon, he realized the meaning of the other party's words, rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and said calmly: "...You must play such a boring trick, don't you, Zhang Yi?"

Zhang Yi was not angry. He stubbornly kissed the sensitive skin behind Deng Shentong's ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's play house, Deng Shentong. Let's pretend that you are pregnant with my child, but I still want you."

"...! Are you childish?"

A crack appeared on Deng Shentong's calm face. He didn't expect Zhang Yi to be so shameless.

Is this playing house?

Such an innocent childhood game, he could actually use it to role-play in a place like this...

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