Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

The man's hand was gentle and strong, Jian Yao's face suddenly turned red when he grabbed her.

They had never been this close except in bed.

The parents were very close, surrounded by a warm atmosphere, Xiao Yuchen blinked, and slowly slipped down from the piano chair.

He walked to the living room with his mouth pouting, and looked at the piano room again, his little mouth suddenly pouted higher.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

Li Ma ran over in a hurry and gently held his hand, "Why are you so unhappy, did the young lady just say about your piano grade?"

Xiao Yuchen had just taken the piano grade test before, but he didn't get a good ranking.

After returning, Jian Yao asked him the reason, and he said that he didn't perform well on the spot, so he had to give up.

Seeing Li Ma caring about him so much, Xiao Yuchen sighed helplessly again, and pouted his mouth high.

"No, it's my parents who started again."

His little fingers kept shaking, "They only know how to be intimate with each other, just like the people in idol dramas, but they don't care about my son. Is it an accident?"

Where did this kid hear the nonsense?

Li Ma covered her mouth and smiled, and hugged Xiao Yuchen into her arms.

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's good news that the relationship between mom and dad has improved."

"I know."

Xiao Yuchen blinked his eyes, "I wish their relationship would get better, but it became so good, but they ignored me, will they not want me anymore?"

Just like when Jian Yao didn't come back, no one cared about him.

Huo Jinming is busy working all day long, and doesn't take him seriously at all, and Jian Yao doesn't care about him anymore, she only cares about herself.

That would be really tragic.

The child's eyes were clear and innocent, Li Mama sighed softly, and hugged Xiao Yuchen tightly.

"No, you are my parents' favorite baby."

With her comfort, Xiao Yuchen nodded half understanding.

In the piano room, Huo Jinming still gently held Jian Yao's hand.

"Come on, keep playing."

He said to her softly, "I want to hear you playing the piano. You say that piano music can best reflect the heart, so let me listen to your heart."

He wanted to understand her, to know her deepest expectations and longings.

Huo Jinming's eyes were so hot that Jian Yao felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, even shy, so she could only push his hand aside.

"Don't look at me like that."

She whispered, "Besides, you held my hand and told me how to play it."

"Ah, I was wrong."

Huo Jinming smiled, let go of her and slowly backed away.

Seeing him let go, Jian Yao breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated her mind on the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano began to flow in the room.

Tranquil and gentle, Jian Yao closed her eyes and was absorbed in playing the music. The sun shone through the white curtains and shone on her body with an intoxicating golden color.

She is truly an angel sent from heaven.

Huo Jinming was a little stunned, and looked at her intently.

He read it right, she is a gentle woman, and there is something quiet and peaceful in her heart, which makes people want to take care of this beauty.

At the end of the song, Jian Yao stood up, seeing that Huo Jinming was still in a daze, she couldn't help but reached out and patted him gently.

"what are you thinking about?"

She asked in a low voice, "I haven't seen you come back to your senses for so long."

"Ah, I didn't think about anything."

Huo Jinming suddenly turned his head and looked at her quietly, "Yao, how is your leg injury?"

"Fortunately, Mama Li bandaged me very well, and the scab on it will be completely gone in two days."

Jian Yao smiled and said, "The doctor is right, as long as you take good care of it, there will be no scars on your legs."

That's it.

Huo Jinming looked at her calf thoughtfully. It was as clean as jade. It would be a pity if there were scars.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and the temperature on Jian Yao's face was still gradually rising.

"Yao, I have something to ask you."

Huo Jinming said suddenly, "What happened back then, do you still hate me?"

What happened at the beginning?

Jian Yao looked at him suspiciously, but saw Huo Jinming's lips move slightly, "The thing that sent you to jail back then."

When the words fell to the ground, Jian Yao's face suddenly turned pale and serious.

She has almost forgotten what happened back then, and is intoxicated in the beautiful life now. She only remembers how kind he was to her and how he protected her, which made her fascinated.

When she was in danger, he was the one who stood up, and when she was not trusted, he was the one who came to help.

When she was in difficulty and couldn't make clothes, he was also the one who introduced Grandma Li to her as a master.

She almost forgot that it was him who pushed her into that dark prison.

Six years, six full years, she lived like a year in prison, how she survived every minute and every second, she dared not even think about it.

Jian Yao's beautiful eyes turned gray, and thousands of miles were barren.

"Yao, I know it's a bit cruel to say this to you now."

Huo Jinming said to her in a low voice, "But please remember, no matter what happens in the future, even if a thousand arrows go through your heart, you have to trust me."

Looking at her slumped eyes, he continued in a low voice, "Trust me, it's for your own good in the end."

When the words fell to the ground, Huo Jinming strode towards the outside, looking at his tall and straight back, Jian Yao suddenly opened her mouth.

"If it were you, would you believe me?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, like an oriole in the mountains, but when she heard it, every word made her heart hurt.

Huo Jinming's footsteps paused, but he didn't look back.

"If I said this back then, you wouldn't believe it."

Jian Yao sneered, "I clearly know the answer, so I shouldn't ask you redundantly."

"But it's not too late to know now."

Huo Jinming said suddenly, "Yao, if you say what you said back then, I will believe it."

He stopped entangled with her and walked outside quickly, looking at his icy figure, the corners of Jian Yao's mouth turned up slowly.

It was good that he finally believed her.

Crystal drops of water gradually condensed in the corners of her eyes, and slowly slid down her face.

When Jian Yao calmed down and went downstairs, Huo Jinming was no longer in the villa.

"Madam, Mr. Huo has something to go out."

Li's mother said softly to her, "Mr. Huo made it clear, let you and the young master eat first. He has to go out to meet a friend tonight, so he can't come back."

"Aren't you coming back to sleep at night?"

Jian Yao asked back, seeing Li Ma nodding, her eyes dimmed.

"Okay, I see."

Because of Jian Yao's recent recovery, Mama Li cooked a hearty dinner, all according to her favorite taste.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed egg flower, braised fish and deep-fried octopus are all Jian Yao's favorite dishes.

In the past, Jian Yao happily ate with chopsticks, but now she doesn't know what it's like to eat in her mouth.

He said, trust him.