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Zhou Wenyao went out after serving the food, and Nan Lin came in. Zhou Wenyao was also caught off guard, standing at the door ready to explain, but was overshadowed by Nan Lin's shrill voice: "Brother Heng, long time no see."

As Nan Lin stepped into the door, he quickly glanced at Murong Qing, who was drinking chicken soup with his head down, and then smiled coquettishly at Zhou Heng: "Brother Heng, what have you been up to lately? I don't even answer your calls. .”

The black fungus was just served, Zhou Heng glanced lazily at Nan Lin, raised a piece of black fungus and put it on the dinner plate in front of Murong Qing: "Didn't you watch it, accompany your wife."

Murong Qing's face turned red involuntarily, but Nan Lin's face lost the brilliance when he entered the door.

He squinted his eyes and pulled the chair that was placed on the same level as Zhou Heng, and sat on the seat between Zhou Heng and Murong Qing at the opposite door, "Wow, these are all my favorite dishes, did Brother Heng order them?"

This is not a private room. The door is an arched opening made of thornless roses. Standing outside the door, Tang Lian couldn't help but hold his forehead when he heard Nan Lin, who was so picky about eating and crying. .

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and gave Nan Lin a sideways glance. After giving a warning, he put another chopstick of black fungus on the plate in front of Murong Qing. Seeing that the piece of Murong Qing he had picked up before hadn't been eaten, he couldn't help but urge: " Why don't you eat it, try it."

"..." Murong Qing glanced at Zhou Heng, then looked down at the black fungus on the plate.

Black fungus is rich in protein, fat, calcium, etc., especially the iron content is extremely rich, which is 7 times that of pig liver, which is famous for its iron content. It is still edible for pregnant women in the late pregnancy.

However, black fungus also has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, which is not conducive to the stability and growth of embryos during pregnancy, and is suspected of causing miscarriage, so it is not suitable for consumption in early pregnancy.

For the sake of the baby in his belly, Murong Qing was careful and extremely taboo. He looked at the black fungus on the plate with a slight distaste and made an excuse: "No, I'm afraid my stomach will feel uncomfortable if I mix it with hot and cold."

"Then eat another piece of fried eggplant." Zhou Heng put another piece of eggplant on Murong Qing's dinner plate, took the black fungus away, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Nan Lin, who was ignored, showed a fierce look in his eyes: "..."

Also fucking hot and cold will make your stomach hurt, why don't you die!

What he hates the most is Murong Qing's embarrassing face!

Even though I got the love of the best man in the world, I still don't know how to be grateful!

All day long, he looks so arrogant that no one can look down on him, and every day he drags his aloof brother Heng to chase him, hold him, and beg him.

Who does he think he is, a fairy!

Huh~

He wanted to see how arrogant Murong Qing's face was when he was trampled into the dirt and did the most despicable person and the lowest thing.

Nan Lin squinted at Zhou Heng who had been staring at Murong Qing: "Brother Heng, it will be my grandpa's birthday in a while, let's go pick out gifts for him together."

"It's early." Zhou Heng didn't object or agree, he just said a word, and then reached out to take the small soup bowl in front of Murong Qing: "Ah Qing, have some more chicken soup, I'll serve it for you."

"..." Nanlin, who couldn't see it, clenched his fists and endured it. When Zhou Heng was serving the chicken soup, he was about to speak when Murong Qing snatched it up: "Brother Heng, fill it less, I can't eat it anymore."

The ending sound is a bit delicate and soft, it is a sound that the original Murong Qing would never make, but when I look at it again, Murong Qing's mouth is still slightly pouting, with standard obsequiousness.

Fuck, Hu Meizi!

Nan Lin's nails were embedded in the palm of his hand: No, Brother Heng? !

Did Murong Qing call Brother Heng just now?

Sure enough, Murong Qing was in a state of memory confusion. He just raised the corners of his lips when his eyes flashed. Zhou Heng put half a bowl of chicken soup in front of Murong Qing. Murong Qing's pursed mouth immediately pulled out a smile.

Damn it, if it is said that Murong Qing's memory has problems and is in trouble, then what the hell is going on now!

It was agreed that the mistress was abused to the point of death, desperate to escape?

What's the trouble with the greasy energy of the petite and the pet? !

"Half a bowl." In Nan Lin's astonishment, Zhou Heng wiped the corner of Murong Qing's lips with his thumb tenderly and considerately, and looked at him affectionately: "It doesn't matter if you can't finish it, don't hold on."

Nan Lin: It's best to hold on to death!

Nan Lin's hands trembled angrily, but his face was smiling like a flower: "Murong Actor really has a good appetite, I heard that the recent movie..."

"Nan Lin!" As soon as Murong Qing tilted his head to look at Nan Lin, Zhou Heng interrupted him sharply: "You can go."

Nan Lin pursed her mouth in aggrieved way: "Brother Heng, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you..."

"Oh." Zhou Heng sneered, his body suddenly pressed over, very oppressive: "What do you miss me, do you want me to beat you up?"

Nan Lin is not afraid of death, but also coquettish, I saw his eyebrows crooked and chuckled: "Is it okay to beat me on the bed?"

"!!!" It seems to be the person chasing Brother Heng, this person is really thick-skinned, Murong Qing lowered his eyebrows in displeasure, drank the last sip of chicken soup, wiped his mouth with a paper towel pretending to be calm, and stood up wisely: "Brother Heng, let's talk first, I'm a little supportive, let's go for a walk."

"Ah Qing." Zhou Heng stood up immediately after hearing this, "I'll accompany you."

Murong Qing glanced at the ugly Nan Lin, shook his head and refused, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

"No!" Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and held Murong Qing's arm from the top of Nanlin's head, took two steps forward, and pulled him to his side: "This is a mountain road, it's not easy to walk, what if you fall down! "

When Murong Qing heard this, his left hand, which was about to brush Zhou Heng away, paused in the air.

He is pregnant, because Omega is delicate, especially for male Omega, the chance of miscarriage is as high as 30%.

Thinking of this, his left hand subconsciously held Zhou Heng's hand on his right arm: "But you have friends, isn't it good?"

Nan Lin turned his head and saw Murong Qing holding Zhou Heng's hand tightly. After saying such a sentence, 1 grass-mud horses roared past his heart!

Which fucking book is this scheming boy who seeks to be superior? !

"Fool." Zhou Heng smiled and held Murong Qing's hand instead, pulled him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed the tip of his nose: "No one is more important than you."

Murong Qing blushed and leaned shyly into Zhou Heng's arms. He had already been dazed by the sweet talk, and he didn't care about his rival in love, and even had a sense of superiority.

If it was said that Zhou Heng pursued Murong Qing as a stalker at the beginning, then Nan Lin had always been a stalker when he pursued Zhou Heng. If he hadn't done something wrong, he would have harassed Zhou Heng's cleanliness almost twice a day.

Nan Lin angrily followed the two, walked to the other side of Zhou Heng, and tried to get closer, until Zhou Heng exuded a demonic aura to warn him before being honest: "Brother Heng, what's the matter with Murong Movie Emperor, I feel the same as before... how can I look like a different person?" like?"

"..." Murong Qing is a little transparent who has been in the circle. Nan Lin called him the actor, and he only thought that the other party was mocking him with praise. Glancing at Nan Lin, he asked softly, "Brother Heng, I don't think I've seen this friend of yours before."

"It's not an important friend." Zhou Heng's eyes were full of Murong Qing: "It's normal if you haven't met."

Nan Lin clenched his fists: "..."

In order to welcome Zhou Heng, Zhou Wenyao specially reserved the best scenic spot, which was not open to the public. He personally brought Zhou Heng and Murong Qing there, and Nan Lin insisted on following.

Tang Lian had no choice but to follow.

After entering the scenic spot, Zhou Heng held Murong Qing in his arms and chatted with each other. Nanlin had almost no chance to interrupt, and Zhou Heng would interrupt him when he opened his mouth a few times.

If there was a curse, Nanlin would have been cast by Zhou Heng long ago.

It didn't take long to reach the uphill road. Although the uphill road was narrow but not steep, Zhou Heng asked Murong Qing for advice before taking him up the mountain slowly.

Nan Lin had no choice but to walk side by side with Zhou Heng, so he could only jump around behind them.

As he walked, Nan Lin suddenly felt like a dog, eating dog food all the time behind the house.

Nan Lin was so angry that he was going to die!

The more miserable the better, the better—Zha Gong suffers—revenge of killing his father—hate to the marrow—abhorred—disappointed—fleeing with all his heart—never love each other—never parting!

What the hell kind of messy blind date script is this? !

Nan Xiao, counting on him is really big-eyed and blind!

Nan Lin wanted to eat dog food, so Zhou Heng let him eat as much as he could. He picked wild flowers for Murong Qing, took him on a swing, fed him milk tea, and wiped his lips himself.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Lin finally left with his nose crooked.

Zhou Heng and Murong Qing had dinner at the villa again, and they didn't go back until seven o'clock.

The sleepy "pregnant husband" couldn't stand it on the road recently, sat in the co-pilot and endured it, and finally fell asleep on Zhou Heng's shoulder at No. 205 minutes after getting in the car.

After the car parked in the garage, Zhou Heng carefully unfastened Murong Qing's seat belt and carried him out of the car.

Murong Qing fell into a deep sleep, and did not wake up until Zhou Heng carried him off the elevator and stood at the door to open it.

"Brother Heng." Murong Qing opened his sleepy eyes, Zhou Heng's handsome face was magnified in his eyes, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and after a while, when Zhou Heng strode into the door, he realized: "I... Sorry, I was asleep."

Saying that, Murong Qing was about to struggle to get off Zhou Heng's body.

Zhou Heng hugged him even tighter, and walked straight to the stairs: "It's okay, continue to sleep."

Because of going up the stairs, Murong Qing was afraid of falling, so he leaned against Zhou Heng's arms with a blushing face, subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Zhou Heng's chest with both hands, and when he passed by the door of his second bedroom, he said in a panic: "Brother Heng, I, I'm going back to my room to take a shower and change clothes."

"I didn't sweat a lot today, so there's no need to wash every day." Zhou Heng walked directly past Murong Qing's door.

Murong Qing's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything, but his shyness grew stronger.

Zhou Heng put Murong Qing on the bed, the ambiguous atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, Murong Qing's breathing was so heavy that he almost couldn't bear it.

Zhou Heng squatted down in front of him first, and took off his shoes. Murong Qing quickly pushed Zhou Heng's shoulders with both hands: "Don't, don't... I will do it myself."

"Don't move." Zhou Heng quickly took off Murong Qing's shoes and socks. Murong Qing was already too shy, but Zhou Heng lifted his bare feet unexpectedly, and kissed the back of his feet.

"Ah, don't!" Murong Qing exclaimed, his eyes widened in shock, his feet were completely wrapped in Zhou Heng's big hands, and his whole body was burned by the heat, he wanted to forcefully pull his feet back , and was afraid of hurting Zhou Heng, so he glanced away and begged tremblingly, "No, Brother Heng~"

Embarrassed crying came out.

"My Ah Qing," Zhou Heng finally pecked Murong Qing's toes, then gently pulled his feet into his arms, and raised his head: "Even the feet are so sweet and beautiful."

Murong Qing was so ashamed, his toes were habitually curled up forcefully, his eyes were closed with only a little slit, but he couldn't see anything clearly: "You, hello, I even doubt whether you are permanent or not. elder brother."

"Haha." You are the one who has changed, Brother Qing, Zhou Hengxin said: "Why not, it's just that Brother Heng who never knew how to love you has become Brother Heng who knows how to love you."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Heng let go of Murong Qing's feet, stood up, bowed his waist, and kissed Murong Qing's lips.

If Brother Qing, I'm afraid he will push him away in disgust, he will definitely say: Don't kiss me with your dirty mouth!

Facing Murong Qing like this, Zhou Heng felt sore and swollen, very complicated.

With such an atmosphere, Murong Qing thought that Zhou Heng would definitely want him, but after Zhou Heng stripped him to only a pair of underwear, he put him on the big bed, just put his arms around him and kissed his forehead, Let him rest.

Murong Qing grasped the quilt in front of her with five fingers, feeling the sweetness of having a skin-to-skin contact with Zhou Heng, but Zhou Heng's "good night" made her heart go up and down.

Just when Murong Qing was hesitating to do something, Zhou Heng turned him over, hugged him from his back, kissed the glands on the back of his neck with his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Seeing how tired you are today , let you go tonight, go to bed early."

Murong Qing let go of biting the corner of his mouth, and when he chuckled, a tiny dimple on the right side of his mouth disappeared, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep in peace.

Murong Qing was already extremely sleepy, so he quickly resumed his last sleep and fell asleep within a few minutes.

Zhou Heng waited for more than ten minutes before sitting up carefully. The right arm under Murong Qing's head twitched outwards, allowing Murong Qing to rest on his forearm.

He leaned against the head of the bed with Murong Qing in his arms, and took the phone.

As early as the morning, Nan Rui sent him a message, saying that the selected ones had been reduced to five, but when Zhou Heng turned on his phone again this time, Nan Rui had just received a new message 10 minutes ago.

Nan Rui: Brother Heng, I sifted through it again. There is a good chance that there will be two books, but it is not necessarily true. I sorted them. You can read them in order of 12345.

Nan Rui: folder jpg.

Zhou Heng understood what Nan Rui meant, he opened the file, and the coquettish title made his eyes sting:

1 "The cub in your belly is mine [ABO]"

2 "I used to love you like a drunk"

3 "Every Night with the Beast"

4 "Two Alphas and one Omega 'daily'"

5 "Super S-Class Boyfriend [ABO]"

Fuck!

Why are there two offenses and one receiving two Piwen, Nan Rui is making trouble!