After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Escape, how can you escape? How can you call the matter of the overlord the boss?

Fu Juntong straightened up in an instant, his back was straight, and he was as serious as if nothing happened just now. Just when Han Qi thought that Fu Juntong wanted to continue watching, he heard Fu Juntong solemnly say: "Okay, I am willing." .”

The expression was so serious, it didn't seem at all that he was agreeing to such a less solemn thing as sneaking out, and it wouldn't seem out of harmony in a wedding.

But the same look, put here, seems extremely inconsistent.

Han Qi was a little awkward, always felt that Fu Juntong's attitude changed so quickly, there must be some big move behind him, but he couldn't think of another big move to hold back for a while, didn't he use the last one just now? ?

Since Fu Juntong had already agreed, Han Qi took the snack bag in his hand, relying on his limb flexibility and slimmer body than Fu Juntong, he rushed out immediately.

Fu Juntong was still trying his best to maintain his solemn and solemn demeanor before Han Qi, and he sat up a little later than Han Qi.

But seeing Han Qi running faster and faster, he couldn't help but become anxious.

Fortunately, their positions were relatively close to the side, and there were basically no people there. Otherwise, Fu Juntong would probably have been watching Han Qi trembling for a longer time.

"Here it is!"

As soon as he walked out of the dim space in the auditorium, Fu Juntong heard Han Qi calling him.

He stood where he could see as soon as he came out, holding a bag in one hand, and waving at Fu Juntong with the other.

Fu Juntong stepped forward quickly, took the things in his hand, and naturally grabbed Han Qi's hand with the other hand, wrapping it in his palm.

It didn't match the gentle movements of his hands at all, and his tone of voice to Han Qi could even be said to be harsh.

"There were so many people just now, and the place was crowded. I didn't come out in a hurry to do something. What were I doing so fast? What if I fell down?"

Han Qi wanted to say that he had a good look at the road, and it was impossible for him to fall, but he raised his head and took a peek at Fu Juntong's face. Seeing that he was really serious, he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​arguing.

It is true that even though he already thinks he is very careful, no one can guarantee that he will never have problems. Besides, there is no shame in admitting mistakes to a boyfriend who cares about him.

So Han Qi raised his head to look at Fu Juntong, and smiled flatteringly: "Oh, I see, I will pay attention next time."

But Fu Juntong felt that his guarantee was too perfunctory: "What if someone suddenly moves, what if something busy on the ground trips you or slips."

Seeing that Fu Juntong had the momentum to keep talking, Han Qi quickly stopped, grasping the hand that Fu Juntong was holding with both hands, with a pitiful look on his face, he shook it, While shaking, he said: "Okay, I really know I was wrong, I am very serious, Master, don't read Master!"

Fu Juntong was quite happy at first, he didn't show it on the face, but he still enjoyed Han Qi shaking his hand and acting like a baby.

However, all of this stopped at Han Qi's few words about master.

Okay, I still think he is nagging,

"Wukong, you are like this. I am very dissatisfied as a teacher." Fu Juntong suddenly pulled out a stiff smile. Han Qi could tell that he was imitating Tang Seng's benevolent smile in the old version of Journey to the West, but since he seldom smiled like that, it seemed It even looks a little nondescript.

But this is not important, what is important is that Fu Juntong actually acted like this with him, and even boasted that he was his master.

How does this work?

It can't be!

Although he himself first proposed the title of master, he was just talking for fun. How could Fu Juntong climb up the pole like this?

"Brother Yu, how can you call me Wukong? Where am I? Is it not as good as your apprentice? Brother Yu, you say that, but it hurts people's heart too much." Han Qi wiped his face pretending to be sad. Wiping the corners of his eyes where there were no tears at all, he couldn't just be led by the nose by Fu Juntong, he wanted to be the one who took the initiative in chatting!

Hearing Han Qi's words, Fu Juntong raised his eyebrows in surprise. Why did the guy take the initiative to change the script, changing his identity from an apprentice to the king of the Daughter Kingdom?

"Your Majesty's meaning is understood by the poor monk. How can the poor monk live up to your majesty's kindness? The gentle village hero's tomb, the poor monk is willing to drown in your majesty." Fu Juntong also took Han Qi's hand and said to him silently with the welding torch. The gentleness of the composition is even deliberately sticky/greasy, which is almost as good as the bubbly sound of phlegm stuck in the beginning.

Han Qi heard goosebumps all over his body, and was about to admit defeat to end the topic, when he heard Fu Juntong continue in an even more strange tone: "The poor monk only knows His Majesty's mind, and it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Let's go today." Register with the government to form a good alliance, what do you think, Your Majesty?"

Fu Juntong looked at him with great interest, and waited for Han Qi to nod his head, then immediately pulled him away.

As a science student, Han Qi was not very sensitive to these words, so it took him a while to realize what Fu Juntong meant.

"No, please don't, it's too sudden." Han Qi regretted it a little. If it weren't for the characters in Journey to the West that he knew, apart from his apprentices, the only one who impressed him was the King of Daughter Kingdom. , He wouldn't change his identity to this role.

I didn't think too much when I was talking, and now I realized that I dug a hole for myself. The king of the daughter country just likes Tang Seng very much. He put himself into that role. Isn't this just saying that he likes it? Fu Juntong likes it very much!

I made a mistake, I knew it would be better to choose a Tathagata Buddha!

Although Fu Juntong didn't really plan to get the certificate today, after all, it was too hasty, and he didn't have any of the things he should have, such as flowers and confession. ready.

It's too wronged Han Qi to want to marry a daughter-in-law with nothing in his hands.

However, even if Fu Juntong was just joking, Han Qi's resolute refusal still made him a little disappointed.

Just when he came to a corner where no one was around, Fu Juntong immediately pulled Han Qi aside, and with a "boom", he slammed Han Qi against the wall again.

It can be said to be exactly the same as the hospital scene a long time ago, but now Han Qi is not as at a loss as before.

Fu Juntong's wall was still holding the bag in his hand, and the rustling sound of plastic lingered in his ears, which wasn't really loud, but Han Qi just felt uncomfortable.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to push aside the bag hanging by his side, so that it could be far away from him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Fu Juntong grabbed his wrist, held it together with the other hand, and lifted it above his head.

"Why, do you still want to escape? You are already mine." Fu Juntong also realized that the bag in his hand was too obstructive, so he put it down to his feet, but the hand did not return to it again. The original place was instead placed on Han Qi's lower abdomen by Fu in recent days: "You are pregnant with my child, where else can you go!"

Han Qi only felt goosebumps all over his body.

It's not that he was teased or frightened or something, it's all because Fu Juntong's words aroused his sense of shame after a long time. This child is so good that he often forgets that he is still a pregnant woman.

And even if Fu Juntong can usually talk about various characters, he has never brought out his children. Today, he doesn't know where he poked, why he suddenly brought up this issue.

and many more!

Han Qi was suddenly blessed. Fu Juntong couldn't be unhappy because he thought he rejected him too simply, right?

Han Qi felt as if he had found the problem, "It wasn't my intention to reject you so simply, but it was too hasty. How could anyone find someone to marry so hastily!"

Hearing his words, Fu Juntong put away the dangerous expression on his face, and his eyes lit up happily: "You mean, as long as I don't propose to you in a hurry, you will definitely agree?"

Han Qi didn't mean that, but since Fu Juntong thought so, he didn't refute him.After all, it is indeed very happy to be with Mr. Fu Jun.

If getting married can make this happiness last forever, it seems to be very good.

"Ah, my dear, you're so kind." The more Fu Juntong thought about it, the happier he became, and finally he hugged Han Qi directly: "You finally promised me that from today on, your body and mind belong to me!"

Although the meaning meant that Han Qi could fully understand it, why did this sound so wrong?

Han Qi felt that his army of goosebumps had suffered today, since they came out, they never had a chance to go away.

"Okay, okay." Han Qi pushed Fu Juntong.

It's fine if you're at home, and you'll be able to hug for a while, but this is outside after all, and there's no one there right now, and someone will come if you don't make sure.

"Don't let others see it." It would be embarrassing if people saw the two big men embracing each other in such a large public.

Fu Juntong felt the same way, anyway, when he got home, he could hug him as much as he liked, and he was not in a hurry.

The location of the two of them happened to be not far from the shopping mall, so Han Qi planned to go in and pick out something, but he was not that confident in his own aesthetics, so he would pick it up from time to time to refer to Fu Juntong's opinions.

However, because he didn't know exactly what to buy, Han Qi was very hesitant, and he didn't throw anything into the shopping cart after picking and choosing for a long time.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a shelf and picked up a small doll on it: "Does it look good?"

Fu Juntong nodded. Han Qi usually doesn't seem like a doll-loving person. Could it be that he ignored it?

"Do you like it? What style of dolls do you like? I'll find someone to make a batch for you."

"No need." Han Qi shook his head and put the doll into the shopping cart, "I don't like these things."

Fu Juntong was overjoyed immediately, Han Qi didn't like it, but he had to spend a lot of time picking it out, and got it to give it to him!

Tsk, although these things are not in line with his temperament, if Han Qi really wants to give them away, he will reluctantly accept them.

But the second half of Han Qi's sentence made the expression on his face freeze in an instant: "I'll give it to your mother, I see that there are all kinds of dolls on her accessories today, she should like it. "

Jiang Meng didn't look like Qi Ali would be short of anything, so if he came to visit in two days, he could only pick out some novel gadgets.

Fu Juntong's face was contorted, he endured it for a while, and decided that he couldn't bear it anymore: "Man, I will give you a chance to reorganize the language."

He also wanted Han Qi's gift!

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