Pregnant with a scumbag uncle's child

On Sunday, Lin Zhou didn't get up until he woke up naturally.

When I was in class, I was quite envious of the working party. I felt that they didn’t have to face a lot of homework. They had to do homework in class during the day and at night, and they didn’t have to take exams.

It wasn't until I went to work that I realized that it was even more painful. Not only did I have to get up early to go to work every day like in class, but I also had to work overtime.

"You want to go out, come back at noon, bring me a meal."

Cao Junyi, who just woke up, rubbed his eyes and said when he saw that Lin Zhou was well-dressed.

"I won't be back at noon." Lin Zhou said while putting on his shoes.

"Oh, let me order takeaway, aren't you tired? I run outside every weekend. I wish I could blend into my bed." Cao Junyi hugged the quilt and rubbed against it.

Lin Zhou: "..."

In fact, he also wanted to.

"Tsk tsk, you dress so beautifully, son, tell daddy honestly, you won't fall in love again, go out on a date?"

Lin Zhou paused for tying his shoelaces.

Cough cough, it's not a date, but it seems to be about the same?

He was going to Fu Mingshen's house.

Two days ago, he gave him two bags of special products and promised him to make them for him to eat.

But Cao Junyi is a big mouther, he knew about it, and the other two in their dormitory also knew about it. There is a tradition in their dormitory that whoever falls in love, invites the other three to dinner and brings a partner.

He and Fu Mingshen are still in their infancy, and they haven't written their horoscope yet, so it's too unreserved to bring them to see their roommates.

"Pay the debt," Lin Zhou said, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Fu Mingshen sent a driver to pick him up, so that he would not have to squeeze the subway and find his way.

Lin Zhou originally thought that Fu Mingshen's residence would be near Tianhe, but the driver took him to the city's famous villa area for rich people.

The driver explained to him that Fu Mingshen had a large flat near Tianhe, where he lived during work and in a villa for relaxation during vacations.

Damn rich people.

"Mr. Lin, we're here." The driver opened the door for Lin Zhou and said.

When Lin Zhou got out of the car, he saw a uniquely decorated garden villa, which was not as grand as the mansion he had imagined. It should not be the Fu family's house, but Fu Mingshen's private residence.

After Mr. Fu posted the circle of friends yesterday, the lin fish he wanted to catch did not move, but other people, many of whom were active, sent high-definition tie clips over early this morning, which made Mr. Fu very annoyed .

Fu Mingshen's WeChat has added a lot of cooperative customers. WeChat is a communication tool for him, and he usually doesn't block anyone. Unfortunately, the circle of friends sent can not be set to be visible to everyone. It is too obvious to delete and repost.

So Mr. Fu endured being harassed by the filial piety of all walks of life, kept that circle of friends, and looked forward to Lin Yuyu bringing him a gift today.

The nanny opened the door and turned sideways, and Lin Yuyu walked in.

Very good, my hands are empty, I don't bring any gifts, and my pockets don't look like they're packed.

Although Fu Mingshen told him yesterday, don't bring anything when you come to his house for dinner, he doesn't lack anything.

But... Mr. Fu still feels a little empty in his heart.

The tie clips are the result of his long-term selection - they are not expensive and easy to buy.

Lin Zhou didn't know what Fu Mingshen was thinking, so he changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

The living room of Fu Mingshen's house is brightly decorated with low luxury. The side of the yard is glass, and one can see the spring scenery in the yard outside, with lush flowers and plants.

The warm spring sun shines on the window along the glass, the window is bright and clean, probably due to the decoration of the living room, it does not make people feel lonely living in such a place alone, on the contrary it is very comfortable and warm.

When Lin Zhou was a child, he lived with his mother in a private house mixed with mermaids. The lighting in the room was poor, and he could smell everything he ate every day upstairs and downstairs. Garbage could be seen everywhere on the stairs. He especially wanted to live in the one on TV. A clean and bright big house.

Later, Lin's mother married his current stepfather, and she got her wish and lived in a big house, a villa he couldn't even imagine. Lin Zhou remained calm on the surface, but was still very happy in his heart.

However, within a few days, reality taught him that things that did not belong to him, no matter how gorgeous or brilliant, were nothingness.

He even dreaded stepping into that cold and oppressive big house for a time.

"Here we come," Fu Mingshen felt aggrieved, but his face was calm, "Come and sit."

Lin Zhou glanced at his phone, it was past 11 o'clock.

"Let me cook first," Lin Zhou said, "otherwise it will be very late later, and I'm not fast." "What do you need to do?" Auntie Liu, the nanny, said with a smile, "The kitchen is ready. You can have dinner later."

Lin Zhou: "..."

Although Fu Mingshen said that the family cook's aunt's leave is a thin cover, but if his nanny exposes it like this, doesn't President Fu want to lose face?

Mr. Fu coughed dryly, motioned Aunt Liu to get some drinks for Lin Zhou, and explained: "I originally wanted you to show your skills, but yesterday I went to see other people's cooking and found that oil is easy to splash on your hands. Hands are used to hold a pen and cannot be injured."

Lin Zhou: "..."

It's not so delicate.

Fu Mingshen got up, pushed Lin Zhou's shoulders, and pressed him on the sofa: "So you are responsible for eating."

"Oh." Lin Zhou shrugged, feeling a little hot where Fu Mingshen touched it.

The nanny made a glass of juice for Lin Zhou, and after knowing that he hadn't eaten breakfast, she brought a small plate of snacks over to fill his stomach, and the kitchen would take a while to start dinner.

As for Mr. Fu, he was still thinking about which step went wrong, and he failed to catch Lin Yuyu.

Could it be that I don't like watching Moments?

This is a pain in the ass. He thought that a young man like Lin Zhou would like to browse Moments. After all, he is also active in Moments, and he will post one or two updates a week on average.

Then how should he suggest Lin Zhou to go to Moments in a pure and unpretentious way?

"That's right," Lin Zhou thought of something, took out his phone and unlocked it, opened the album and handed it to Fu Mingshen, "Which of these patterns do you think look good?"

Fu Mingshen temporarily put aside his resentment towards the tie clip, and took his mobile phone.

On Lin Zhou's phone, there are groups of exquisite and simple hand-painted drawings, with more than a dozen patterns such as leaves, wings, and small fish. Fu Mingshen paused when he saw the small fish, and suspected that Lin Yuyu was thinking about him.

"They're all pretty," Fu Mingshen said after watching them, "They're all unique and creative, why are you doing this?"

It's not that Fu Ming loves beauty in the eyes of lovers, but Lin Zhou's paintings are really beautiful.

"Well, I designed small patterns for netizens, please help me choose five."

Fu Mingshen helped him choose five that he thought looked good, and handed back the phone to Lin Zhou, feeling sour.

Look, he is not as good as a netizen.

Boss Fu had never had any feelings for such things as feelings before, and he didn't even mind that outsiders secretly said that he was frigid.

It wasn't until he met Lin Zhou that Mr. Fu realized that not only was he not frigid, but he was also jealous.

He coughed and asked, "Do you still want to use those other patterns? Can you give me two?"

"Ah?" Lin Zhou obviously didn't expect him to make such an opinion, "But these paintings are very rough, what do you want to use them for? How about I repaint them for you."

"No need, just the maple leaf and the little whale." Boss Fu ordered by himself.

He is going to use these patterns to order two tie clips to soothe his vinegar-soaked heart.

Lin Zhou inexplicably saw a trace of injury on Fu Mingshen's usually calm face, he quickly shook his head, got rid of this impossible thought, opened WeChat again, and sent him the pattern.

At this time, Aunt Liu came over and said that the kitchen had already cooked food, and asked them to go over to eat.

When the two walked into the restaurant, the table in the restaurant was already full of dishes. Lin Zhou was surprised to find that they were all his favorite food.

And, no seafood!

This man is so considerate.

Fu Mingshen's kitchen chefs are no worse than those in high-end restaurants outside, and I don't know if it's because of eating at home. Lin Zhou also tastes like home. He knew that Fu Mingshen would definitely prepare a lot of desserts, and less meals. eat some.

As a result, it was so delicious that when dessert was served, he couldn't eat it anymore.

"The dessert won't go bad. When you leave, I'll ask Aunt Liu to pack it for you to take back." Fu Mingshen said with a smile.

Lin Zhou: "..."

Does he really look so greedy?

But the table was full of desserts exuding tempting aromas. Lin Zhou thought that Fu Mingshen knew his true nature anyway, so he didn't refuse.

What's wrong with being greedy, he is greedy and still doesn't gain weight, this is his ability!

"Do you want to take a nap? There is a guest room upstairs." After dinner, Fu Mingshen asked Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou shook his head and said, "No need, I didn't wake up until almost 10 o'clock in the morning."

"Then," Fu Mingshen suggested, "go to a movie?"

Lin Zhou's blood sugar supply was too high, and he couldn't react, "Huh?" He asked stupidly, "Do you want to go out?"

In fact, he didn't want to go out, and wanted Ge You to lie down.

However, watching a movie with Fu Mingshen seems quite romantic.

"No, it's downstairs."

The first floor of the basement of Fu’s house was used as a home theater. The Zhang family had one before, but compared with Fu Mingshen’s, it’s like heaven and earth. Lin Zhou is sitting on a soft, comfortable, reliable sofa that can be reclined and massaged , thinking he could watch a movie for a day here.

So fucking comfortable.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Fu Mingshen motioned him to watch the screen.

"Isn't this movie newly released two days ago? Can you watch it too?" Lin Zhou asked, pointing to a domestic movie that has become popular recently.

Seeing the disbelief on the children's faces, Fu Mingshen felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart, and said, "Of course, if you want to watch, there are also sources for the upcoming movies."

Lin Zhou: "..."

Damn rich!

"Then let's watch this one." Lin Zhou said, "I heard it's pretty good."

"it is good."

When Fu Mingshen went to adjust the video, Lin Zhou secretly rolled around on the sofa, stretched himself, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a children's pulley in the corner on the right out of the corner of his eye.

Lin Zhou: "......"

The fuck...why are there children's things in Fu Mingshen's house.

Lin Zhou thought of his speculation about Fu Mingshen's marriage and childbirth, and couldn't help feeling a heart attack.

However, when he asked Fu Mingshen before, Fu Mingshen denied it, didn't he?

With Fu Mingshen's character and status, there's no need to lie to him, right?

"What's the matter?" Fu Mingshen came back after setting up the playback, saw the child looking at him with complicated eyes, and asked.

Lin Zhou bit his lower lip first, then shook his head and said, "It's okay."

What happened to a child's car, wouldn't he be allowed to have children from relatives come over to play?

Trust Fu Mingshen.

This is the basic trust that two people need to come together.

Lin Zhou relieved himself by himself, his mood improved quickly, and he and Fu Mingshen watched a movie together.

Fu Mingshen doesn't usually like watching movies very much, occasionally watching Hollywood blockbusters, and rarely watching domestic ones.

But he is very patient, even if it is an advertisement, he can watch it for two hours without changing his face, so he watched it carefully for half an hour, and when he saw an interesting plot, he wanted to turn his head and talk to Lin Zhou, and found that the kid had already Fell asleep.

He picked up the remote control, turned off the sound directly, and couldn't help turning his head to see the sleeping face of the child.

Lin Zhou's sleeping appearance is very good, in the flickering light and shadow of the movie screen, it looks like a painting of Sleeping Beauty.

However, the beauty was still holding the phone, he had fallen asleep unconsciously, and was sliding down, Fu Mingshen stretched out his hand to help him pick it up.

The screen of the phone lit up, and a WeChat message came in.

Fu Mingshen would not take the initiative to read other people's messages so impolitely, but the timing of this wechat message came too soon, it just caught Fu Mingshen's eyes, he couldn't help but read it.

Xiao Jiang: Hello, Mr. Lin, I have asked, because you want to customize the collar clip, the pattern you gave is more complicated, the construction period is longer, and the cost is also higher. Do you think it is acceptable?

Fu Mingshen: "..."