I thought I was pregnant with the male lead's cub

When Shen Chengxing was approaching the door of his house, the speed of the car slowed down and he heard the phone ringing.

In the last few farewells, Wu Lang didn't call him, so it shouldn't be Wu Lang who made the call.

Before going out, she also told Song Huacui that she would come back later, and she probably wouldn't rush him.

So only Fu Yi would call him at this time.

Shen Chengxing couldn't ignore his fast heartbeat. While parking the car, he took out his phone and saw that it was Fu Yi.

The hand holding the mobile phone was sweating nervously, moistening the palm, he already made an excuse to go out tonight, so it's not good if he didn't answer the phone again.

Shen Chengxing grabbed the phone with another hand, squeezed his fists, and wiped off his sweat.

Swiping the answer button, Shen Chengxing put the phone to his ear.

"Take a star."

Fu Yi's voice came from the phone, he called his name, his voice was low and gentle, and he was not angry at all because of his deliberate alienation.

Shen Chengxing felt that all his tension and worries had been calmed down, and at this moment he even wanted to get into his arms and talk to him.

"Cheng Xing, are you listening?"

Shen Chengxing came back to his senses, feeling his face was burning, "I'm here, Fu Yi, I'm listening."

"Grandpa saw you eating fish with your friends just now. He asked me to take you home to eat next time. The chef at home will cook Sichuan cuisine, saying that you will definitely like it."

Grandpa Fu saw it, and Shen Chengxing blinked, feeling inexplicably guilty of being caught lying, "Well, okay."

Fu Yi was empty there for quite a while, before he said, "Is the fish there delicious?"

It was delicious, but Shen Chengxing inexplicably felt that Fu Yi's question was not about whether the fish was good or not, but about having fun with Wu Lang, or being happy with him.

Is it a little narcissistic for him to think this way? Fu Yi is not such a naive person.

Shen Chengxing rubbed his flushed cheeks, but he didn't know what was going on, so he lied, "It's average."

Fu Yi chuckled, and there was a humming tone in his laughter, which was kind of sweet, and the corners of Shen Chengxing's mouth also curled up.

"It's very late, go to bed quickly, and get up early tomorrow."

Why did you ask him to get up early? Did he come to him? Shen Chengxing didn't know if he understood correctly. He didn't dare to ask. He didn't know if it was because he had rejected him many times and was afraid that he would get angry, or something else. " replied him.

His voice was very gentle, with a little smile, "Then, good night by the stars."

Shen Chengxing: "Good night, Fu Yi."

Hanging up the phone, watching the conversation with Fu Yi, the corners of Shen Chengxing's mouth curled up unconsciously.

Ride the bike home, walk lightly, go back to the room to wash up, Shen Chengxing lay down next to An An.

The street lights outside the window faintly diffused into the room through the window, and the room was quiet, only the sound of An An's steady breathing, and Shen Chengxing's uneasy heartbeat.

Shen Chengxing put his palm on his chest, his mind was full of possible meeting scenarios tomorrow.

There are also some instructions to himself, that he must not blush when the time comes, and have less physical contact with Fu Yi, and yes, he must control the time he and Fu Yi look at each other. If An An is here, he may be able to control himself better.

But he wasn't sure if Fu Yi would come tomorrow, he just asked him to get up early, maybe just talking casually.

Probably not, according to Fu Yi's personality, he would say that, and he should come over.

But there are always exceptions to everything. If Fu Yi didn't want to come, he might have made a typo.

Shen Chengxing was a little distressed, grabbed his hair and turned over. He wanted to ask Fu Yi why he woke up early tomorrow.

Why didn't he ask just now.

Fu Yi usually sleeps later than him, so he usually won't be disturbed at this point. Sitting up, Shen Chengxing picked up the phone on the side.

Fu Yi was still on top of him, so he quickly found him, clicked on the chat box, and typed a line.

"Fu Yi, what did you mean by asking me to get up early tomorrow?"

Shen Chengxing paused again as he tapped on the sending place, and calmed down a little at this moment.

He originally wanted to put some distance away from Fu Yi, so that his liking for Fu Yi's non-friendliness would fade away. If he had such contact again, he would not only expose him, but also like Fu Yi more.

Thinking about it, Shen Chengxing deleted all the typed content again.

Put the phone away and force myself not to think about it, when the phone lights up again.

Shen Chengxing quickly picked it up, and Fu Yi sent him a message.

Fu Yi: After thinking about it, I still have to ask, did you have an appointment with someone else tomorrow?

Fu Yi: Or when will you be free?

Shen Chengxing exhaled, he understood correctly.

He must be able to control himself well, and he was not always fine when he didn't know it before.

Shen Chengxing: I'm free tomorrow, so I don't have an appointment with anyone else.

Fu Yi: Then pick you and An An up tomorrow, and go to grandpa's for dinner?

Shen Chengxing was relieved to see An An and grandpa.

Shen Chengxing: Yes.

After saying goodnight to each other, Shen Chengxing put down his phone and had a peaceful night.