Forced to become his stand-in wife

Qin Muyang carried him all the way downstairs. On the first floor, there were housekeepers, servants, and people busy in the kitchen.

It turned out that Qin Muyang invited so many people.

Ling Qiu was not used to the sudden appearance of such a few people in the originally empty house.

When the butler saw Qin Muyang carrying Ling Qiu downstairs, and seeing Ling Qiu's round belly, he understood everything in an instant.

Respectfully said: "Young Master Qin, little master, dinner is ready."

Hearing the title "little master", Ling Qiu's body froze slightly.

This title always makes him feel harsh, after all, what kind of master is he?

Ling Qiu couldn't get used to it, he lowered his head almost to his chest, like an ostrich.

"What? Not used to it?"

Ling Qiu didn't dare to speak, but just nodded sullenly.

"Just get used to it, they respect you."

Ling Qiu had been with Qin Muyang for five years, but he didn't know the word respect. Now when it comes out of Qin Muyang's mouth, it feels very strange.

"Put me down." Ling Qiu didn't dare to make Qin Muyang feel that he was hypocritical, so he quickly changed the subject.

Qin Muyang chuckled, put him down carefully, then took his hand and walked to the dining table to sit down.

Eating with Qin Muyang is also a difficult problem, Ling Qiu always feels uncomfortable, facing a table of dishes with chopsticks, he is in a daze, not knowing which to pick.

He thought, it would be more comfortable to eat the leftovers, or eat it by himself before Qin Muyang finishes eating.

While Ling Qiu was thinking, he was picking up the white rice in the bowl, Qin Muyang saw it, lifted a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks and put it in his bowl.

"Eat more meat, you look thinner."

Ling Qiu stared at the greasy piece of braised pork in the bowl, subconsciously frowned.

After pregnancy, he doesn't like yogurt, fish, or fat. The baby in his belly is as fussy as his father, very picky, some greasy

Food with a fishy smell makes me want to vomit.

Ling Qiu stared at it for a while, then stretched out his chopsticks to put the piece of braised pork into his mouth, it tasted sweet and salty, it wasn't unpalatable, but the fat erupted from his mouth instantly when he bit it, it really made his stomach a little nauseous.

Qin Muyang didn't see that Ling Qiu was unwell, so he picked up a few more pieces of meat for him: "You still cook delicious food."

"I'll cook in the future."

"No, you have to raise your baby obediently, and raise our baby as soon as possible."

While talking, Qin Muyang continued to pick up vegetables for Ling Qiu, and put them in the back and directly fed them into his mouth.

Ling Qiu didn't dare to refuse, so he endured the pain and ate the food Qin Muyang picked up.

After the meal, the servant brought fruit, and Ling Qiu ate a few slices of oranges, the sweet and sour taste made the nausea deep in his throat dilute a lot.

After dinner, Qin Muyang hugged Ling Qiu on his lap to watch TV.

Qin Muyang could see that Ling Qiu was not used to this kind of life.

In fact, it's not just Ling Qiu, he is the same, he doesn't like to eat the food they make, and he doesn't like them to serve him.

Maybe it's really because of being used to being served by Ling Qiu, so seeing these people always have critical eyes, I can't help but compare them with Ling Qiu.

There were a few more people in the villa, Ling Qiu always felt sharp eyes coming from all directions, Ling Qiu felt like sitting on pins and needles, sitting unsteadily in Qin Muyang's arms. "Can Mu Yang stop hugging me in front of outsiders?"

Ling Qiu's mind is delicate and he likes to think wildly, just a few glances made him think of the picture of the young servant seducing the young master in ancient times.

What's more, he still has a big belly, no matter how cheap he thinks, it's disgusting.

"They are my servants, we are ours, how can servants talk too much?" Qin Muyang hugged him and patted his stomach, circling around, and said gently.

But I want face

Ling Qiu felt sad when Qin Muyang touched his stomach, it was numb and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Under the same roof, they don't know how long they will live together, and Ling Qiu doesn't know how to face the eyes of these people.

Qin Muyang stared at his snow-white nape and said: "I'm not at home sometimes during the day, and I leave them to take care of you and talk with you, so that you won't be too bored." After hearing this, Ling Qiu was quiet and said: "I can go to school."

"No." Qin Muyang refused without thinking.

I couldn't help thinking badly in my heart: I want to go to school with a big belly, so how many people do I want to know that I got you pregnant?

"Why?" Ling Qiu turned his head tremblingly, his eyes were foggy and gray.

"You have a big belly now, and the school is very unsafe. If people know that you are pregnant as a man, they will definitely laugh at you. I will suspend your studies for you at the school. You will be suspended for one year. After the child is born, you will be healthy. Okay, I'll send you to school again, okay?"

"Well, I got it, I will take good care of the baby at home and give birth to the baby safely." Ling Qiu nodded obediently.

If Qin Muyang thought about him, he would soon be able to accept it.

He is actually easy to coax, as long as Qin Muyang treats him better and respects him a little bit.

It was a variety show that was very popular recently, and the male guests in it were all fresh meat, and each one was more delicate than the other.

Although the variety show wasn't funny, Qin Muyang had a good time watching it because of its good looks. It was past ten o'clock after the show was over.

Ling Qiu was lying in his arms drowsy, his face was blushing, he looked no worse than the little fresh meat on TV, and even had a little more charm. "Qiuqiu."

Qin Muyang called out softly, and Ling Qiu woke up.

"Sorry, I was asleep."

The soft voice combined with the sleepy look looks cute.

Qin Muyang was rare and gentle: "It's okay, you go to sleep, I'll take you to take a bath."

Hearing taking a bath for two, Ling Qiu was completely awake.

Ling Qiu wanted to wash it by himself, but Qin Muyang was of course unwilling, and even said a lot of words of concern for him.

Such as accidentally falling down, rubbing the back with a big belly and so on.

In this way, Ling Qiu was put into the hot water with a half push, and Qin Muyang also took off his clothes and lay down in it.

Taking a bath together, Qin Muyang couldn't help but move his hands and feet, and after making Ling Qiu panting, he picked him up, wiped off the water on his body, and put him on the bed to lie down.

Now that Ling Qiu is pregnant, she sleeps extravagantly, almost sleepy as soon as she touches the bed.

Qin Muyang slept all afternoon, and he wasn't too sleepy at the moment. He hugged Ling Qiu face to face, and asked into his left ear: "Qiuqiu, you said when will the baby in your womb start to have a heartbeat?" Mature?"

Ling Qiu's mind was a little stuck, and he had to react for a long time before he hesitated and replied: "It should be six or seven months."

"The baby is now three months old, which means that after another three months, the fetal heart rate will be mature?"

Ling Qiu was in a daze, feeling that Qin Muyang was a little strange, but he couldn't say what was so strange.

It feels like he cares about the baby in his womb, but not so much.