Pregnant with a Wealthy Young Master 🍯 [BL]

51: ρυиιѕнмєит

CHAPTER 51 : PUNISHMENT 

Zhao Xiaoyu used the time Sheng Yuyuan took a shower to fetch out his phone and swipe on Weibo.

He hadn't logged into his Weibo in 800 years, but he'd been logging in frequently recently. In fact, he wanted to see the comments that netizens were making about him.

Humans were always curious beings.

However, the majority of netizens had crawled the network cables to find his Weibo, and there were tens of thousands of comments under the Weibo about the sweepstakes event he reposted recently, which made Zhao Xiaoyu feel that his life had reached a pinnacle.

That's right, after getting the certificate with Sheng Yuyuan, he became popular, like a star that burst into popularity overnight in the entertainment industry. 

Initially, his Weibo only had a few more than a dozen fans, of which more than 90% were zombie fans, specializing in advertising. Now, the number of his fans had reached tens of thousands, like he had instantly become an "internet celebrity." 

Of course, Sheng Yuyuan also worked hard for him to be a hot topic.

Looking at the comments on Weibo, those Omega and Beta with the pink eye disease were certainly not few, some were praying for him and Sheng Yuyuan, and some were melon-eating masses. 

[tl/n: ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪɴᴋ ᴇʏᴇ ᴅɪsᴇᴀsᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅsʜᴏᴛ ᴇʏᴇs. ᴍᴇʟᴏɴ-ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴀssᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏɴʟʏ sᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴄᴇɴᴇ.]

Zhao Xiaoyu only glanced at the comments that slandered him and spoke badly of him, but he praised all the comments that blessed him, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

Sheng Yuyuan came out of the bathroom and saw Zhao Xiaoyu lying on the bed looking at his cell phone, who seemed to be in a good mood, so he didn't bother him. Instead, he walked to the bed slowly, opening a corner of the blanket and lay down. He slowly approached Zhao Xiaoyu and let Zhao Xiaoyu rest on his left arm.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyu reacted. Sheng Yuyuan had already finished taking a bath and was lying next to him. So Zhao Xiaoyu turned off the phone screen and put the phone on the bed.

When Sheng Yuyuan saw it, he slightly supported his body and placed Zhao Xiaoyu's cell phone on the bedside table next to him.

"Are you tired?" Sheng Yuyuan lay on the bed again. He hugged Zhao Xiaoyu tighter and then asked, "Do your thighs still hurt?"

It was okay if it wasn't asked, but not that it was asked, Zhao Xiaoyu pushed Sheng Yuyuan and complained, "You actually peeled it off."

Noticing that Sheng Yuyuan asked such a question while he was casually rubbing Zhao Xiaoyu's thigh, Zhao Xiaoyu felt very annoyed. How could a person be so shameless!

"Let me see if the skin was really broken." Sheng Yuyuan was about to open the blanket, but then Zhao Xiaoyu wrapped himself with the blanket tightly, saying that he would not let Sheng Yuyuan pull the blanket off.

"I'm just kidding, it's not broken, don't look at it." He was so embarrassed.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoyu's blushing appearance, Sheng Yuyuan stopped teasing him, and hugged him through the blanket.

"It's my fault. Today is a good day for both of us, so when I'm excited, I want to hold you and embrace you." Sheng Yuyuan's voice was very soft, low and sweet, like a cello.