Of course, what he saw was a light screen, but it was untouchable.

"Are you stupid?" Wen Qiuxing sneered and said, coming down from him, lying down carefully in the middle of the bed, and touching his magic belly.

This lovely move made the man who paid attention to the little partner full of affection, and followed the little partner's white fingertips to the place where the baby was bred-the flexibility and touch of the place, the Feng Ting remembered it clearly.

"Come, touch it for you too." Wen Qiuxing said.

"Okay..." The prospective dad, who was already eager to touch, carefully touched it, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha." Wen Qiuxing said, "Then we don't have to do it anymore, do we?"

This question, Feng Ting slightly stunned God, did not say anything.

"You don't mind the little guy with my surname?" Wen Qiuxing asked again.

"Do not mind." Feng Ting shook his head immediately, because the name he used now was originally a fake identity.

"That's about the same." Wen Qiu nodded.

Otherwise, the cub born out of his own hard work has no right to his surname, and his violent brother is about to kill.

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Wen Qiuxing looked at the man with a silly dad's breath and said.

After a day of tossing and experiencing ups and downs in emotions, the youth who had the strength to make an appointment just now felt like a dog.

"Okay, good night in autumn and autumn." Feng Ting relentlessly watched his little partner lie down and lay down beside the bed, keeping a certain distance from Wen Qiuxing.

However, he lay down without sleepiness, knowing that this was another night that could not sleep.

I saw a huge double bed, Wen Qiuxing monopolized the center of the bed, and the royal court only occupied a little along the bed.

To be honest, the bed is so big, even if Wen Qiuxing dominates the center of the bed, the person sleeping with him will not be crowded to the bed.

There may be other reasons for the court to do this, but Wen Qiuxing chose to be silent in his eyes and did not want to control it.

Seriously, the other party chooses to stay away from him automatically is the best result.

After all, I have been sleeping for more than half a month, and if I don’t have feelings, I feel more or less emotional.

If Will still sticks up as before, Wen Qiuxing will really show off directly.

It's not that Wen Qiuxing hates Will, he doesn't hate Will at all.

On the contrary, he didn’t want Will to lose on him, okay?

An alien **** and a straight man from the earth have no results, and it is futile to be sticky at this stage.

Thinking of this, Wen Qiuxing turned around and brewed drowsiness.

Since his nerves have been tense for most of the month, he has finally solved the problem of stress on his heart, and the whole person is much easier.

As a result, he slept particularly deeply that night, and did not even dream.

Wen Qiu woke up the next day, it was not early, and there was no figure of the alien by the bed.

Wen Qiuxing has long been accustomed to Will's bed, this is better, he who likes to monopolize can roll around casually.

So he climbed up and scratched his hair as usual, scratching his eyes...but suddenly at a certain moment, his aura flashed and he recalled something terrible.

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