I Woke up and Was Pregnant

After the broadcast of the Shazhou Chronicle, the number of hits on Wazhan increased day by day, and the producers of this animation became more motivated. Even if Fu Zhen is not there, they can continue their work with great interest.

It's just that when these staff members saw the script left by Fu Zhen, they sighed: Dao Fu is really such a man!

Fu Zhenshi started his vacation, but it was too boring to do nothing at home. When he was okay, he drew some scripts, or made two sketches for Jiang Hengshu, and he had a leisurely time.

He didn’t know much about investing in these things, so he took out a sum of compensation from Zhao Jin and used it for the reopening of the Shazhou discipline project, and there was still a lot of money left. Fu Zhen directly handed over the rest to Jiang Heng. Special hand.

Jiang Hengshu watched Fu Zhen's belly grow bigger day by day, and when he was lying on the bed with Fu Zhen, he always likes to put his hand on Fu Zhen's belly and feel the little life in his belly. In fact, most of the time they can't sense anything, but they like this quiet time when two people are snuggling together.

Last spring, Fu Zhengang had an accident on the construction site. He went to the hospital and spent all the money he saved the year before. At that time, he only felt that his future life was gloomy and there was no hope, and now he is about to To be a father, life is really amazing.

The golden sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, shining on his back, Jiang Hengshu’s generous and warm palm was pressed against his belly, Fu Zhen’s skin temperature was relatively low, and it was cold and smooth on the top. It must be very comfortable to hold him.

Such a scene shouldn't happen to him as a man, but Fu Zhen likes this peaceful day with Jiang Heng very much.

It's not okay for Fu Zhen to stay at home all the time, but if he wants to go out, it's really strange that he holds such a belly as a man.

Jiang Hengshu sat next to Fu Zhen and looked at the drawings that Fu Zhen had completed in the past few days. He thought for a while and suggested to Fu Zhen, "Or I will buy you a looser set of women's clothing."

Fu Zhen was originally drawing the script, and when he heard Jiang Hengshu's words, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu. He stared at Jiang Hengshu's azure blue eyes for a long time, tilted his head and asked Jiang Hengshu: " Do you want to see me wearing a mini skirt?"

God testified that before Fu Zhen said this, Jiang Hengshu absolutely did not have such an idea, but now it is proposed by Fu Zhen. Jiang Hengshu's original plan to buy a few neutral clothes for Fu Zhen completely turned into a bubble. Now, he imagined Fu Zhen's dress on his body. It was a bit cute. He moved his lips to make his desire less obvious.

Seeing that Jiang Hengshu stopped talking, Fu Zhen put down the paintbrush in his hand and touched his chin. It was not that he did not wear women's clothing in front of Jiang Hengshu. On Valentine's Day night, he wore a maid costume and messed with Jiang Hengshu. One night, but if he wanted to go out in women's clothing, Fu Zhen looked down at his stomach and felt it was not good.

Jiang Hengshu coughed slightly, and the next question directly became: "What color skirt do you want to wear."

His expression still looked serious, as if he was saying something serious.

Fu Zhen: "..."

"Do you really want to wear a skirt?" Fu Zhen asked him with swollen eyes.

Jiang Hengshu didn’t want to see Fu Zhen wearing women’s clothing, but Fu Zhen’s belly would only get bigger and bigger. He could not go out to play with a big belly. Jiang Hengshu raised his hand: "Then you will be in the next time. Just stay at home and not go out?"

Fu Zhen thought for a while, and felt that he could do it completely.

He was about to nod. Jiang Hengshu seemed to see through his plan and said to him: "For the sake of the child in your stomach, you can't stay at home all the time. You have to go for a walk. You will have to go in the next few months. Check up at the hospital."

What Jiang Hengshu said is naturally reasonable. Among the two options of wearing women's clothing and being seen as a monster, Fu Zhen can only choose the former. He nodded: "Okay, then."

Jiang Hengshu's action was so fast that Fu Zhen wondered if Jiang Hengshu had this plan long ago.

Fu Zhen looked at the large package of various small skirts, miniskirts, cake skirts, fishtail skirts, and even sailor suits that Jiang Hengshu had brought back. He even bought wigs. Fu Zhen read all these little skirts, and then put them back into the packaging bag. He turned and looked at Jiang Hengshu for a while.

Jiang Hengshu asked him: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhen pursed his lips, picked up a red dress with white dots, handed it to Jiang Hengshu, and said to him, "How about you change it with me, and we will go out together later."

Jiang Hengshu paused for a while on the dress in Fu Zhen's hand, reached out and took it, and then said to Fu Zhen, "The size may not fit well."

Fu Zhensi was not discouraged, and picked out another beige bohemian dress from the bag of skirts, and showed it to Jiang Hengshu: "This one is elastic, you can try it."

Jiang Hengshu stared at Fu Zhen for a long time, and finally decided to fulfill Fu Zhen's small wish, took the long skirt in Fu Zhen's hand, and walked into the bathroom.

While waiting for Jiang Hengshu to come out, Fu Zhen checked the little skirt he bought back again. Jiang Hengshu still had a good vision. He imagined the clothes on his body and felt that they should be returned. acceptable.

Soon after, Jiang Hengshu walked out of the bathroom wearing that green long skirt. His body was tall and he was bulging the entire skirt. The muscles on his arms and chest and the green yarn formed a strange kind of The sense of disobedience, it looks a bit spicy.

Fu Zhen took a look and then covered his mouth and laughed loudly, his tears flying away.

Jiang Hengshu stepped towards Fu Zhen, his expression looked a little deep, Fu Zhen was a little scared not knowing what was going on, but he couldn't help but laugh.

But Jiang Hengshu kept pushing him back against the wall. Fu Zhen's back was tightly pressed against the cold wall. Jiang Hengshu raised a hand and caged Fu Zhen in his encirclement. He lowered his head to Jiang Jiang. Hengshu asked: "Do you really want me to accompany you out like this?"

Fu Zhengan laughed, looked up Jiang Hengshu from head to toe, stuck out his tongue, and said embarrassedly: "Yes... it's a bit unsightly."

Jiang Hengshu couldn't see his embarrassment, but only saw his gloat. He lowered his head, and the warm breath fell on Fu Zhen's face. He heard Jiang Hengshu's slightly hoarse voice. Asking myself: "Is it a bit?"

Fu Zhen didn't dare to look at Jiang Hengshu's eyes, lowered his gaze, and then saw the long black leg hairs on Jiang Hengshu's exposed calf. Fu Zhen couldn't hold back it, he snorted and laughed.

Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and knocked on Fu Zhen's forehead, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Are you still smiling?"

His ending sounded slightly upward, sounding lazy and joking.

Fu Zhen adjusted his expression, but the grinning smile in his eyes still betrayed him: "Well then, I will wear it myself."

Fu Zhen asked Jiang Hengshu to go out and buy some make-up tools. He deserves to be a painter himself. The makeup is not at all ambiguous. First he repaired his eyebrows, then put on foundation and used mascara. He also applied a coral-colored lip glaze. After finishing the face, Fu Zhen took a wig and a fake two-piece pink cake skirt into the bathroom.

After a while, he walked out of the bathroom, stopped in front of Jiang Hengshu, scratched his head, and asked, "Is it weird?"

He had seen himself in the bathroom mirror just now, but he was still a little worried.

Jiang Hengshu did not speak, but fixedly looked at Fu Zhen. In his eyes, Fu Zhen had long brown hair and many sequins on the layered cake skirt, which sparkled in the sun. Standing in front of him, like a little princess.

Fu Zhen patted his chest, shook his head, and said to Jiang Hengshu a little disappointed: "It's just that the chest is a bit flat."

"After rubbing it, it will be enough." Jiang Hengshu said sternly.

Jiang Hengshu had always been very serious. Fu Zhen couldn't bear such a sentence suddenly. He covered his face and waited for the heat on his face to fade a little before putting his hand down and asked Jiang Hengshu: " Go out now?"

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, and then it seemed like a magic trick. He didn't know where he got a moon-shaped hairpin. He took a step forward and pinned the hairpin to Fu Zhen's long hair. Then he was in front of Fu Zhen. Bending down, like a western gentleman, he put his palm in front of Fu Zhen's eyes: "Let's go, little princess."

It was the first time that Fu Zhen followed Jiang Hengshu outside in this image. At first he was a little uncomfortable, but after walking for a while, he found that everyone around him was busy with his own affairs and would not come here specially. Paying attention to them, Fu Zhen gradually relaxed.

But probably they didn't read the almanac when they went out today. When they finished shopping and planned to go for a meal, they met Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting again.

"Fu... Zhen?" Fu Jianchen couldn't believe the person who appeared in front of him. He saw Jiang Hengshu walking with a woman from a distance, thinking that Jiang Hengshu was carrying Fu Zhen with other women. Together, he was so angry that his blood pressure almost rose.

Fu Jianchen followed with Fu Ting without thinking, only to find that the woman next to Jiang Hengshu was Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen didn't expect to meet Fu Jianchen even when he went out to go shopping. In this case, his fingers pinched the yarn on the skirt, his mind was a little confused, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

And Fu Jianchen, who was standing opposite them, only felt that someone poured a pot of ice water on his head. He had not yet expressed his anger for discovering that Jiang Hengshu might have derailed. Now he is overwhelmed by the discovery of something more sad. It looked like a statue that had lost his life, standing on the way of Fu Zhen and the others. He hadn't made any movements for a long time.

It took a while for Fu Jianchen's throat to make a sound again. He spoke with some difficulty and asked Fu Zhen, "Why are you doing this?"

He has loved the child for so many years, but now he has to wear women's clothing to come out with his partner.

Will Xiaozhen really be happy with Jiang Hengshu?