I Found Myself Pregnant After Becoming An Omega

"When did you come?"

Ji Yu raised his head when he heard the sound, and the young man's clean and handsome face came into his field of vision.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the campus: "School is over?" He raised his hand and looked at his watch. He didn't arrive at five o'clock, and the school's stipulated time for school is five thirty.

"No." Fu Ren put one hand in his pocket, his fat blue school uniform looked unexpectedly good on him, "You can leave early for the last PE class."

Ji Yu was suspicious: "Really?"

Fu Ren nodded, his gaze was straight, as if sticking to Ji Yu's face: "When did you come?"

Ji Yu smiled: "It's not long since I arrived." He put away the kindle and stood up.

Suddenly, he noticed something passing by Fu Ren and falling behind him, "Is that your classmate?"

A boy was hiding behind a tree not far away, holding a mobile phone to take pictures of them secretly.

It can’t be called secretly either, because the tree with thick arms can’t block the boy’s body at all. Seeing that he can see that the boy doesn’t run, he hides his face behind the tree with a hippie smile, and the phone is still held brightly. Find.

Ji Yu: "He..."

Before he finished speaking, his vision was blocked, and the young man's broad but not very thick shoulders entered his vision, blocking his vision.

Fu Renwei twisted his eyebrows: "Don't pay attention to him."

Ji Yu suddenly smiled: "I only care about you, right?"

Fu Ren didn't expect Ji Yu to say this, and after a moment he responded quickly: "Yes." The voice was not high, but he was confident.

Ji Yu laughed and didn't bother to take secret photos or not. He put away his things and waved at Fu Ren: "Let's go, get in the car, and take you to dinner."

Fu Ren didn't move. He stood there, squeezing his cuffs without any traces of his fingers, and fixed his eyes on Ji Yu: "Are you going to a western restaurant?"

"Do you want to eat Western food?" Ji Yu nodded at random and walked towards the direction of the car. "It's okay. I originally wanted to take you to eat Japanese food today, but if you want Western food, we will eat Western food. We will listen to you. ."

While pulling the car door, Jiyu clicked on the navigation app, "Will you go to the last time? I think you like their foie gras, or you can change one. I also know that there is a western restaurant that does steaks. Yes, try..."

"Jiyu." Fu Ren said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ji Yu looked up from the phone and faced Fu Ren's bright black eyes.

"Go to my house."

Fu Ren inhaled secretly, "I can cook."

Ji Yu was stunned and blinked slowly. He put down his phone: "Go to your house?"

"Ok."

"Will it be...inconvenient?" Ji Yu hesitated, looking at Fu Ren's expression.

"will not."

Fu Ren pursed his lips, his voice was a little hoarse, "I am the only one in my house."

Ji Yu didn't say a word, he fixedly looked into those ink-like eyes.

It was dark inside, as if countless complex emotions were tumbling and surging in it. Besides, he also noticed the opponent's constantly sliding Adam's apple and fists clenched under his sleeves.

After a moment of silence, Ji Yu retracted his gaze and slightly tilted his head towards the position of the co-pilot: "Get in the car."

Fu Ren's expression suddenly relaxed, and he strode to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

Jiyu started the car and asked as he drove: "Should I go to the supermarket to buy food first?"

"No, I have them at home." Fu Ren said.

Ji Yu glanced sideways at him.

Fu Ren hurriedly said: "I live alone, I always cook by myself, and I have never been free in the refrigerator."

"That's it." Ji Yu looked at him and nodded noncommittal.

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After driving for almost twenty minutes, the two reached their destination.

This was the first time Jiyu came to Fu Ren, and he was a little curious. After he parked the car, he looked around-this place is an old community that is planning to rebuild, far away from the city center, and the tallest building is no more than eleven or two floors. , The exterior wall is mottled, the gate is simple, all the way in, the pavilions on both sides are full of old people who enjoy the coolness and relieve the heat. Young faces are rare, and they are full of age from the inside to the outside.

Ji Yu didn't say a word, and followed Fu Ren upstairs.

Ji Yu looked at Fu Ren who was walking straight up the stairs: "Don't take the elevator?"

Fu Ren said, "The elevator is broken."

After speaking, a middle-aged man walked in from the outside and saw that he swept the card on the elevator screen, and then the elevator door opened in response, revealing the old but clean space inside.

The middle-aged man walked into the elevator, held down the button and asked: "Aren't you coming up?"

Ji Yu looked sideways at Fu Ren.

Don't open his eyes, Fu Ren raised his foot and walked up the stairs: "I live on the third floor."

Ji Yu was stunned, and smiled at the middle-aged man: "No, walking up the stairs is just right to exercise." After that, he turned around and followed Fu Ren's pace.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell, and the sound-controlled lights were on.

Ji Yu looked up at the back of the big boy in front of him, feeling a little bleak inexplicably, so he wanted to find a topic to invigorate the atmosphere, but before he could say anything, Fu Ren stopped.

The third floor is here.

Fu Ren walked to the door of 302 and took out the key to open the door.

"I didn't apply for an elevator card, it was too expensive." The moment he opened the door, Fu Ren's voice rang in a low voice.

He was explaining the problem with the elevator just now.

Ji Yu glanced at him, oh very naturally, and then said: "The third floor is only two steps away. It is really unnecessary to apply for a card."

Fu Ren curled his lips: "Come in."

Jiyu stepped into it and glanced inside: "Your house is decorated..."

He paused, adding, "Not bad."

The decoration is pretty good, the Nordic minimalist style, the room is small but clean and fresh, but the soft decoration seems a bit strange.

The house is not big, but the tables, coffee tables, and sofas inside are too big, and there is even a gap between the living room and the balcony for one person to pass through. Looking at the layout of the kitchen, there is also a strange strangeness, everything is all Placed on the left, the flow table on the right is empty and there is nothing.

The house is not very suitable for entertaining guests.

Ji Yu smiled: "Your sofa is as big as a bed."

Fu Ren took a glass of water and handed it to Ji Yu: "I bought it specially. Sometimes I will stay up late to watch the game and sleep directly on the sofa after watching it. Just sit down and I will cook."

Ji Yu took the cup: "Do you want me to fight?"

"No, you just wait here. I cook quickly."

Ji Yu nodded: "Then I will be welcome."

Next, Fu Ren was cooking in the kitchen, while Ji Yu sat in the living room alone.

The TV is on, and the popular foreign police movies are shown in it. The banging sound is very noisy. According to Jiyu’s habit in the past, how could he have to change to a quieter film, but today his attention is not on the movie, and It's the big boys who are busy in the kitchen.

The appearance of Fu Ren's skillful chopping and cooking was really beyond Ji Yu's expectation, and it was incompatible with what he had seen in his impressions, either ashamed or awkward, or cold and unruly and unruly.

There was a bit more smoke and a bit more softness, and the whole person became much warmer.

Ji Yu held his cheek with one hand, his eyes long.

He couldn't help thinking, maybe... Fu Ren had other appearances hidden away from him, waiting to be displayed.

The time of the show is likely to be today.

From the first day he met Fu Ren, Ji Yu noticed the eagerness in the other's eyes, but since the incident at the bar, nothing unusual happened between them.

He felt that Fu Ren had become obedient.

He listened to everything, including the date of the date, the date of the date, the content of the date, and even what movies to watch and what to eat. He carefully asked his opinions, and then all followed his opinions.

Very obedient, very well-behaved.

But he didn't think that being good was Fu Ren's nature.

Sure enough, Fu Ren, who had been obedient for so long, suddenly became "unbehaved" today.

The date of the date was changed to his home, and the content of the date was also controlled by him, and he even decided what to eat and what to do, and Ji Yu became the passive party.

But Ji Yu was not nervous, he was just a little curious.

Curious about what this 18-year-old boy would do after giving a suggestive invitation to a mature man, just literally inviting him home, cooking for him, or... other?

Ji Yu squeezed the phone, tapped his fingertips on the casing, making a fine noise.

He stared at Fu Ren's back, his ears automatically blocked all noisy sounds. Fu Ren, who was busy in the kitchen, seemed to feel his gaze. After cutting the vegetables, he turned his head and glanced at Ji Yu.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to cushion your hunger?"

Jiyu Road: "No, I'll wait for you."

"Okay, then I will speed up." Fu Ren smiled at him, his eyes slightly bent, like a crescent moon.

Ji Yu's heart jumped, and he had a strong premonition inexplicably--

tonight……

He probably couldn't go back.

As Fu Ren said, he was really quick to cook. Before six o'clock, three dishes and one soup were all on the table, oyster sauce lettuce, cola chicken wings, plus a pot of garlic lobster and winter melon pork rib soup, the color and fragrance It's complete and full, with plenty of portion.

"Can you drink?" Fu Ren took out a can of beer from the refrigerator.

Ji Yu stretched out his hand: "Listen, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Fu Ren said, and poured the beer into the Jiyu cup.

"Touch one?" Ji Yu smiled while holding the cup.

"Okay." Fu Ren sat down and raised the beer.

The next second, Ji Yu's cup bumped over.

With a "bang", the strong glass made a soft sound in the collision, and the force received was transmitted from the cup to the fingertips, and then it turned into a numbness, which was transmitted along the fingertips to the entire arm.

Fu Ren's eyelashes quivered, and he squeezed the cup tightly.

He lifted the wine glass, the cold wine slid down his throat, but his sight went through the wine glass in front of him, and landed on the corners of Ji Yu's slightly opened lips and the throat that was sliding up and down.

He looked at Ji Yu's expression and found that the other party didn't seem to have any sense of crisis at all.

Looks very relaxed, very leisurely, as if just coming to a friend's house for a meal, without any other emotions, and very at ease with myself.

It shouldn't be like this.

Fu Ren's eyes were dark.

Did Ji Yu really think that he invited him to the house just to invite him to dinner? Or is it so calm because you clearly know your purpose and acquiesced to it?

If it's the latter...

Fu Ren licked his lips. Although half a glass of beer was down, his throat was still a little dry.

"You cook very well," Ji Yu boasted.

Compared with the exquisite and expensive western dishes in the restaurant, the hot home-cooked dishes are the most popular among them.

Fu Ren pushed the plate in the direction of Jiyu: "Then you eat more."

Ji Yu: "I can get it, but to be honest, your table is really a bit big."

Different from the eight immortals table and rectangular dining table commonly seen in shopping malls, this table is obviously made to order. It is lengthened and widened. It is half larger and half longer than the ordinary dining table. The style is the same as the coffee table in the living room, but it is taller. some.

"Put a bed sheet and you can use it as a bed, so you don't have to worry about falling off." Ji Yu joked.

Fu Ren put down the wine glass and said in a calm tone: "You can sleep on it later."

Ji Yu was happy: "Are you kidding me?"

"No." Fu Ren didn't smile, looking at Ji Yu with a trace of seriousness.

Ji Yu was stunned, then gradually put away his smile: "Huh?"

With fingers hanging to his side clenched tightly, Fu Ren sighed softly. His eyes scanned Jiyu and the dishes that had just started on the table, as if he was hesitating and planning something.

After a while, he said: "I'm not kidding." His expression and tone were much more serious than before.

The atmosphere fell into stagnation, and Ji Yu didn't say a word.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at Fu Ren naturally, looking at him, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by those dark black eyes. He felt that the light reflected in Fu Ren's eyes was like two clusters of sparks. Suppressed in the depths of the thick ink, waiting to rush away from the imprisonment, waiting for a momentary prairie fire.

"Are you drunk?" Ji Yu asked suddenly after a meeting.

Fu Ren shook his head: "No."

"Oh……"

Ji Yu took a sip of his wine and smiled swiftly, "Okay, let's try it later."

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