Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Jiang Muyu stared at his face, thought about it seriously, and felt that the words were not quite right no matter how they sounded.

"Young Master Huo, are you coaxing me now? Niannian is my son, can I not understand? Although he is young, he is so smart, he must still have vision. "

Ahhh, so she is really fat and like a pig now?
God!

Did she realize it a little too late?

When she was pregnant with Nianchen and Lele, she didn't like sweets at all. Even though her belly was bigger than normal pregnant women, she wasn't overly fat in other places.

But this time after she was pregnant...

Ok?
It seems that there is something she forgot?
Jiang Muyu tilted her head and stared at Young Master Huo in front of her, feeling that the face in front of her hadn't changed at all due to the passage of time.

Instead, he seemed to be getting more and more handsome.

It is said that after the precipitation of high-quality masculinity, it is like old wine, becoming more and more mellow.

There is nothing wrong with that!
Jiang Muyu stared at him for a long while, and suddenly realized what she had forgotten.

She moved her lips, and asked abruptly: "I remember that there is a full-length mirror at home, and why is the body fat scale I asked my aunt to bring back?"

I'll go, she remembered what she forgot.

At home, you can see her whole body shape, and the things that can measure her weight have all disappeared.

And she only discovered this problem belatedly until now.

She stared at First Young Master Huo, then frowned at the man, looked down at her after thinking, and met her eyes.

"Since when did you have that thing at home?"

Jiang Muyu: "You don't know? I remember that there was a full-length mirror in the guest room. When I passed by today, I didn't seem to see it. Where did it go?"

"Is there? Next time, ask auntie, she may know more about what's in the house."

Huo Dashao looked reckless, with a doting smile on his exquisite face, he embraced Jiang Muyu in his arms, coaxing him to try to change the subject.

It's a pity that the word "fat" has already occupied all the thoughts of a certain woman at this time.

She quickly broke free from his embrace and went back to the room.

Young Master Huo rubbed his brows helplessly and followed, then saw his pregnant daughter-in-law in front of the closet.

Struggling, hesitating!
Then Jiang Muyu took out a pair of jeans from before, and made a gesture on her body.

He turned out another skirt and tried to put it on.

In the end, she didn't give up and grabbed a pair of wide-leg pants, only to find out resignedly that the original wide-leg pants she wore now looked like tight pants.

Huo Dashao looked helpless, watching over there trying on a few clothes, trousers and skirts, and after finding that they couldn't fit, he looked irritated and hopeless.

"Young Master Huo, I won't eat cakes anymore... Woohoo, am I too fat to see people now?"

Jiang Muyu really felt the urge to cry this time.

What the hell is she so belatedly, that she has become fat like this, and she doesn't know it at all.

Therefore, what I said today every year is actually pertinent!

This baby is only a few months old, that is to say, all the food and drink she ate and drank in this period of time has been made up for herself.

"It's better to have more meat, it's soft to hug."

When Huo Beicheng said this, he was very serious, with tenderness in his deep eyes.

It's a pity that Jiang Muyu, who was completely in the fear of being dominated by obesity, didn't even look at him.