Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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Wen Yue responded with a kiss.

Perhaps the two of them didn't expect that, although they were not young, it was actually the first time in the matter of love.But Wen Li got bolder, and limply lay on Cheng Mosheng's body, his chin was sprayed with hot breath, as if tickling, and he still looked at him provocatively: "Cheng Mosheng, you're getting older, okay Can not be done."

They had just ended once, Wen Li's eye tails were raised, with a touch of red, Cheng Mosheng caressed his lips, played with them gently up and down, lowered his eyes and smiled lowly: "Can't you, don't you know?"

People always have to pay the price for their words and deeds.

Cheng Mosheng seemed to want to rub all the grievances caused by misunderstandings this day into this affair.Wen Li scolded him while crying, but he couldn't match the refreshing feeling coming from behind, so he could only sob and speak intermittently.However, the people behind him still teased him, so they straightened up and said, "Call for brother to listen."

It's not like he hasn't been called brother before, but in such a situation, Wen Li is a little timid.He murmured in his heart that you are already a man who is running around fast, and you are not ashamed to be an older brother.Wen Li couldn't say "Brother", so he turned his head and stared at Cheng Mosheng, saying that he was staring, but there was also the meaning of begging for mercy in his eyes.But Cheng Mosheng ignored the silent begging for mercy, he was still vicious, and smiled narrowly: "Call me brother."

His tone was slow: "When you're with your aunt, it's very smooth to call each brother."

Wen Li's eye circles were red, his eyelashes trembled unconsciously, and there were still tears in his eyes.Seeing his appearance, Cheng Mosheng suddenly couldn't think of teasing him. He wondered if he had gone too far. He leaned down, kissed the corner of his eyes lovingly, and his tone slowed down a lot: "Okay, I'm not kidding you."

He kissed the back of his neck and his back, leaving bruises and purple marks on his white and tender skin, Wen Li muttered: "I have to go to work tomorrow, please be gentle."

"New Year's Day holiday, legal holiday, it's over."

"I am the boss!!!"

"Bosses are more likely to skip work."

"Get lost...! Cheng Mosheng, you bastard!"

"Hush, yell softly, you will make me think you still have strength."

"Beasts."

"Bao'er, I will be happier if you call me brother."

"..."

Wen Li fell silent, he didn't have the strength to face Cheng Mosheng.The sofa is too soft, even his legs are weak, his whole body has no strength, and his bones seem to be falling apart. He still speaks with a crying voice, and he can't stop: "You make me go to work like this."

"It's fine." Cheng Mosheng carried him to take a bath, "I'll help you ask for leave."

He admitted that he did go a little too far, but it is inevitable that the person who thinks about it day and night will be eaten for the first time, and he will not be able to control it.

Wen Li slid into the bathtub, only his head and shoulders were exposed, and there were teeth marks left by Cheng Mosheng on his shoulders. "Help me take a bath tonight." Wen Li grabbed the edge of the bathtub, commanded Cheng Mosheng who was squeezing shampoo in a dejected tone.

Cheng Mosheng made the shampoo into foam and kneaded it on Wen Li's head. He said helplessly, "Okay. Did you forget that I'm still a drunk tonight?"

Wen Li ignored him: "Hmph, you asked for it."

After a night of strenuous exercise, after taking a bath, he fell asleep after soaking the pillow and smelling oak. He slept very soundly this time. Cheng Mosheng was holding a hair dryer and blowing his hair beside him without waking him up.

Of course Wen Yue didn't get up early the next morning, and he didn't wake up from the bed until it was three o'clock in the sun.Cheng Mosheng was still on vacation today. He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed in his slippers. When he saw Wen Li come out, he told him that he had told Li Hualin about asking for leave, and asked him if he was still at work in the afternoon?

Wen Li supported his still aching waist, he couldn't stand the toss when he was old, no matter what work he was in, no matter how soft the office chair was, he couldn't sit still.

"I'm not going." He took a glass of warm water, gulped it down, then sat down next to Cheng Mosheng, and scratched his calf with his feet. Obviously, everyone had the same amount of exercise, but he was the only one who looked like a patient.

Cheng Mosheng gave Wen Li a good-morning kiss greasy. After the kiss, Wen Li pushed him away, and Wen Li leaned back on the sofa: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Cheng Mosheng sniffed his nose: "Why does it smell like mint?"

Wen Li replied solemnly: "Because I'm lying to you."

Cheng Mosheng was amused by him, and asked what he had for lunch.

Wen Li replied lazily: "I don't want to eat, my butt hurts so much."

"Yeah." Cheng Mosheng nodded, "That should be light."

Xu is used to living together, confirmed the relationship, and expressed his intentions. He thought that he would face a slightly awkward transition period. In fact, the two accepted the fake couple becoming a real couple very quickly, and even got along with each other. It was no different in the past, there was no awkwardness or incompatibility, as if they had been together for a long time, and they automatically advanced to the category of old couple.

So when Zhao Xingjun met the cheerful Cheng Mosheng at work, his jaw dropped in shock: "What is so happy, Wen Li gave birth to a baby?"

Cheng Mosheng rolled his eyes gracefully.

Zhao Xingjun approached with a smile: "Hey, it seems that this vacation is going well. Two days ago, he asked me to borrow wine to drown his sorrows. He was unhappy. Today, he is as happy as an old father who has been with him for three years."

"Go away."

Zhao Xingjun won't get out, on the contrary, he still has to lean close to Cheng Mosheng in a stern manner. Everyone is a gossip, but Zhao Xingjun's brain circuit is a little crooked: "You didn't deny it, can it be that Wen Li can really have children?"

He came in without closing the door, and the other young doctors who had something to report staggered when they heard this, and almost fell to the ground. Cheng Mosheng caught a glimpse of an outsider, and three lines of black lines had already fallen on his forehead: "No! Have you seen it before?" Can a man have children?"

"Speaking of which, it's true." Zhao Xingjun was in high spirits, "You know that foreigners usually like to hunt for novelties. I saw it on the Internet..."

"Cough." The young doctor who came to report was afraid that he would go further and further away, so he finally interrupted Zhao Xingjun, who was about to talk endlessly, and knocked on the door, aggravating his sense of presence. "Doctor Zhao, the patient in bed 54 needs you to go see it."

"Oh, yes, here we come." Zhao Xingjun noticed that someone was coming, haha ​​took back what he hadn't finished, patted Cheng Mosheng on the shoulder, and told him meaningfully: "Old Cheng, you have to work hard , a foreigner can conceive, maybe Wen Quer can too.”

Cheng Mosheng kicked him and told him to go to work quickly. As a doctor, he was talking nonsense.

Zhao Xingjun talked nonsense with Cheng Mosheng in the office, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, but rumors spread in the hospital in the afternoon, saying that Dr. Cheng had made his lover's stomach big.

"Brother Wen? Isn't Brother Wen a man? Men can conceive too? No way, no way, the novel I read is going to come true?"

"Wake up, this is the real world, not a fantasy world, okay?"

"Hiss, but I heard from Xiao Xu that Dr. Zhao said it himself!"

"Really?"

"Could it be fake? The door of Dr. Zhao's office was open. Xiao Xu passed by and heard Dr. Zhao asking Dr. Cheng in surprise, exclaiming that Brother Dao Wen is going to have a baby!"

The rumors are getting more and more false. Zhao Xingjun doesn't know about the rumors that are widely circulated among the nurses. He is so busy that he doesn't touch the ground. He went back to the office once and saw Cheng Mosheng drinking tea leisurely. He wondered if Cheng Mosheng was taking revenge. he.

But what can he get revenge on? The two are at the same level, but they just share an office.

When Cheng Mosheng got off work in the evening, he was delayed because of a minor operation, so Wen Yue drove over by himself first.In the process of going upstairs, he felt the gazes of the people around him resting on him indistinctly, and the place was a little strange. He accidentally caught the eyes of the two girls, as if they were staring at his stomach?

What's wrong with his stomach, Wen Li touched it strangely, and he hasn't eaten much recently, it's just an ordinary staff meal in the company cafeteria, is it possible that his belly is so fat that it can be seen through his clothes?

Then he found that when he touched his belly, the girls around him became more excited.

Grass.

Is he really fat?

Wen Li came all the way to the ninth floor where Cheng Mosheng's office was located with the feeling of "how could I gain weight?" He had a spare key, opened the office door skillfully, nestled in the office chair, and waited for Cheng Mosheng's operation to end.

After finishing his work, Zhao Xingjun returned to the office and took off his white coat and put on cotton clothes. When he saw Wen Li there, he said sourly: "It's so boring. Newly married couples are different. They have to wait after get off work."

Wen Li checked Weibo with his mobile phone, humming a little song: "I want you to take care of it."

Zhao Xingjun's head was full of question marks, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that these two people were more tired than before.How could he also see a string of pink bubbles from the simple three words?

He shook his head, said goodbye to Wen Li, and was ready to go home, he was probably eating dog food if he stayed here, wouldn't it be nice to go home and eat the rice cooked by his wife?

When he left, he also heard the little nurse muttering about pregnancy. He wondered why these little girls were so gossip, and which department had a happy event. He would come to ask tomorrow.

It was already 06:30 after Cheng Mosheng's operation, it was already dark, and Wen Yue started a new game, Cheng Mosheng pushed open the door and walked over: "Waiting for a long time?"

Wen Li looked at the time: "It doesn't seem to be long."

Cheng Mosheng went to the inner room to change clothes, Wen Li was fighting the landlord outside, and Cheng Mosheng could hear the sound effects through the door, and not long after the game ended, Wen Li had a sullen face: "I lost all the beans."

Cheng Mosheng smiled: "I will refill it for you later."

Wen Li shook his head: "No, money must be spent wisely. Games are easy to lose one's morale."

Cheng Mosheng: "Then I'll go back and help you win the beans back."

Wen Li nodded: "That's fine."

On the way back, the two of them bought some fast food and made do with it for dinner.After eating, Wen Yue found that his stomach seemed to be a little bulging again, so he pulled Cheng Mosheng to let him see if he had gained weight recently, and Cheng Mosheng pinched the only soft flesh on his stomach: "Where did you gain weight? It's still this bit of meat, it's hard to hold it in your arms. Hurry up and eat more, it's not like my husband can't afford you."

Wen Li picked up a thin layer of swimming ring: "I also don't think I'm fat, so why are people always staring at my stomach in the hospital today?"

He was puzzled, Cheng Mosheng just answered the phone at this moment, the caller was the doctor who bandaged Wen Li when Wen Li injured his hand last time, he was also Cheng Mosheng's college classmate, he was chattering on the other end of the phone After a while, I got to the point: "I heard that your wife is pregnant?"

Cheng Mosheng almost choked out a sip of water: "What?"

"I heard it from the nurses. They said they heard it from Zhao Xingjun."

Cheng Mosheng couldn't believe it: "Why are there such rumors in the hospital?"

The college classmates seem to be a little bit sorry: "It's fake."

"Could it be true?"

"It's a pity, I haven't seen a pregnant woman yet. I thought there would be a living example."

"Heh, don't you dare to take my people as an example?"

"Tsk, classmate Xiao Cheng, although I know your family is very rich, but sometimes don't say some quotations from the overlord, okay? We are all ordinary people, it sounds weird."

"beep--"

Cheng Mosheng hung up the phone directly.

Wen Yue came out of the kitchen to boil hot water, and found that Cheng Mosheng had stopped talking on the phone, and was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling and thinking about life.He reached out and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

Cheng Mosheng sat up suddenly, put his arms around Wen Li's waist, and asked someone to sit on his lap, then lifted Wen Li's clothes, and rubbed his stomach twice.

His eyes were a little dazed, staring at Wen Li's stomach, and murmured softly: "Is it really possible to conceive?"

Wen Yue didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Cheng Mosheng's eyes sparkled: "Can you give me a baby?"

Wen Li threw a pillow on his forehead, "I see that your head is showing off, life, life, life, show me yourself!"

The author has something to say: Cough, although I don’t like childbirth, but I really like this kind of plot of molesting a man to give birth, emmm, am I a little bit wrong