The president moved, feeling his abdomen swell.

He went to the bathroom, took a shower, and looked at himself in the mirror.

"What's going on?" the president stood stunned, letting the water spill over his head, staring at the large mirror in front of him.

I saw that his figure in the mirror was emaciated, standing there, his stomach slowly swelling.

At first he thought it was an illusion, but as it slowly swelled up, he reached out and touched it.

"Shhh He felt an itch underneath him, and reached out to scratch it, because his fingers were injured, he couldn't scratch the itch at all, and he wiped it off with his body to the side.

After a few rubbings, he stepped back and looked at his slowly growing belly, as if he was 5 months pregnant.

"Am I pregnant?" the president's face was extremely dark at the moment.

He looked at the bulging belly, reached out and pressed hard, but he couldn't press it.

The president tore the towel and wiped his hair, preparing to put on his nightgown, but he felt itching underneath him, and he stared down at the bottom of him, only to see movement there.

"Is my dragon root coming out?" the president stared down.

After a few glances, I saw a piece of something come out and slowly expand.

With a "boom", that thing grew out from under him, uh, and arrogantly bloomed a trumpet flower.

The president tugged hard, and it hurt a little.

"Hey, oh my God, I'm actually blooming underneath, and pregnant?" the president couldn't believe it, and if he pulled it again, he almost rolled on the ground in pain.

The president turned and pulled his dressing gown on, and then turned and climbed into bed.

He kept taking deep breaths, holding his mobile phone, his hands were trembling, and he pressed for a long time to find Xiao Mohan's number.

"Hey, third master, it's me. The president's voice was deferential.

"Third master, third master. ”

He was extremely anxious, Xiao Mohan received a call, glanced at Gu Chuyan, took out the phone, turned on the fan, blew on the phone, and turned back.

"The phone is hot, blow. Xiao Mohan said in a low voice.

Gu Chuyan glanced at it, only to see that the phone screen was lit up, and it was obvious that a call had come in.

"It's overburned. Gu Chuyan covered her mouth and continued to look at her homework, all of which were English translations, poking Xiao Mohan from time to time to ask a few words.

The president heard the wind blowing, and faintly heard someone saying English.

“****。 The president threw his phone onto the bed, his stomach aching, and he gritted his teeth and cried, "Someone, someone." ”

"Mr. President, what do you command? The bodyguard pushed the door open and walked in.

He stood there respectfully, heard the president's moaning, and secretly looked up and looked into the bed, where the president's body was covered with a quilt, and for some reason, the quilt was a little bulging.

"Call the doctor, and all of you should retreat to the perimeter of the villa, and do not come near. The president gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes. The bodyguard replied and withdrew.

The president groaned, and he went crazy.

The doctor ran in and watched the president roll and kick on the covers, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Mr. President, did you have a pain in the abdomen before?"

The president beckoned, grabbed him, gritted his teeth with a heavy face, and said, "What's the matter with me?"

The doctor lifted the quilt, watched the president's stomach swell, stretched out his hand to flick it, and there was an echo, he touched it and said, "Boss, Mr. President, are you pregnant?"

The president's gloomy eyes almost turned into a sharp sword and killed him.

"What's going on?" the president asked, gritting his teeth.

His body was shaking, the bed was shaking, and the doctor was staring under him, and saw that there was a trumpet there, which was shining brightly, and it was still shaking there a few times.

The doctor was so frightened that his soul was gone, and what had happened to the president recently was unexpected.

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