Master Huo's Hidden Marriage Warm Wife

Yu Wu's nervous palms were sweating, good or bad?

She really didn't know how to respond, so she simply did what she wanted.

"No!

Before she could say the last two words, the soft flesh around her waist was pinched, and she almost cried out in pain.

She glanced at the man's mischievous hand, and replied again: "Okay, of course!"

"It's so cute!"

Huo Jingye patted her head, turned to face Yang Lan, and added a hypocritical smile, "Second Aunt, do you think there is anything else you want to mention?"

Looking at his smile, Yang Lan's face was almost distorted by the shock!

She really didn't expect that it had only been so long, and Huo Jingye hadn't been home much at all, so why did these two get mixed up?

Judging by their flirting, it seems that they already have some affection!

"Okay, don't say a few words! Let them discuss the matter of their young couple!" The old lady frowned.

Yang Lan's breath was choked in his heart, and he couldn't say a word.

When she was upset, Huo Jingye was satisfied, lazily leaned back in the chair, took out the lighter, and slowly wanted to light a cigarette for himself.

only……

With a "click", the lighter in his hand fell to the ground.

"Jingye, what's wrong with you?" The old lady immediately asked with concern.

"Grandma, I'm fine."

A strangeness flashed across Huo Jingye's eyes, and he looked sideways at Yu Wu, who was as docile as a kitten in his arms. It was her little paw that pinched his waist unexpectedly just now.

The pinch was much harder than the one he pinched her just now.

And Yu Wu still had a very pure and innocent smile on his face, and asked him softly, "Jing Ye, are you okay? Why are your hands shaking?"

Huo Jingye narrowed his eyes dangerously, and touched her head with his big hand, "It's okay, help my husband pick up the lighter and light a cigarette."

husband?

The corners of Yu Wu's eyes twitched. This very common name, coming out of Huo Jingye's mouth at this moment, really felt creepy!

She was so frightened that her little heart was thumping...

I could only bend down to help him pick up the lighter, then pressed it with a "click", lit his cigarette for him, and handed the lighter back to him.

Huo Jingye didn't pick it up, "Help my husband put it back."

He also calls himself "husband"...

Yu Wu felt terrified, and regretted not holding back just now, and pinched him in retaliation.

She carefully put the lighter back into his suit pocket, and when she looked up, Huo Jingye just exhaled a smoke ring, covering her face...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Yu Wu doesn't smoke, so he can't smell this smell at all, so his nose and mouth feel extremely uncomfortable from the choking, and he bends down and coughs.

At this time, she heard the man's extremely gentle voice.

"Yingying, are you okay? Husband didn't do it on purpose."

"Cough cough cough..."

Yu Wu was so frightened that his lungs almost coughed out, his eye circles were red, and he glared at Huo Jingye mistyly.

The wretch!Badass!

He definitely did it on purpose!

Huo Jingye looked at her little expression of anger and embarrassment, a smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously, and he patted her on the back gently with his big hand, not teasing her again.

"Okay, I'll go away first."

Huo Jingye went straight out to smoke.

On the other side, the old lady and Yang Lan, who watched the two of them the whole time, had different expressions.

The old lady's face was full of relief and pleasant surprise. It seemed that the relationship between the young couple progressed faster than she expected.

And Yang Lan couldn't hide his annoyance when he looked at Yu Wu!

Unexpectedly, this kid Huo Jingye, who has been a monk for so many years, will see eye to eye with this little bitch so soon!

She felt that Yu Wu was deliberately against her just now, and was helping Huo Jingye to deal with her.

She was about to die of anger, wishing to teach Yu Wu a lesson immediately.

And just now there is an opportunity.

"Old lady, you should handwrite the invitation for your birthday banquet with a brush. It will be more solemn. It is your 75th birthday after all, so don't be careless!"

"It's a trivial matter, you can figure it out." The old lady said casually.

Yang Lan nodded and looked at Yu Wu, "Yingying, do you want to do your best for grandma's birthday banquet?"

"Okay!"

Yu Wu agreed without thinking.

The old lady really treated her very well, and she also hoped to repay her by doing her part for her birthday banquet.

With a triumphant smile in Yang Lan's eyes, she pointed to a large pile of invitation cards on the table.

"Then these second aunts are all handed over to you? But these invitations need to be handwritten with a brush. Will it be too embarrassing for you?"

Where can the little girl know calligraphy now?

She was deliberately making things difficult for Yu Wu.

At this time, Huo Jingye came in from outside after smoking a cigarette, and said in a deep voice, "Just leave this kind of matter to the housekeeper."

"It's okay, leave it to me."

Yu Wu's smile was as gentle as water, "I just happen to know how to write calligraphy."

The old lady was full of surprise, and praised her: "Yingying can also write calligraphy? There are not many young people who can write calligraphy now."

Yang Lan gave Yu Wu a cold look, what big talk?

But this is also in her favor, she happens to watch this little bitch make a fool of himself!

"Yingying, can you write a few words for Second Aunt on the spot? I'd like to see if you can complete the task that Second Aunt entrusted to you."

"OK."

Yu Wu didn't think much, and agreed.

After a while, a servant brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

At this time, Yang Lan said again: "Yingying, you don't know yet, your grandma is a master of calligraphy! She is good at writing with a brush, and her writing is worth thousands of gold!"

Yu Wu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became very nervous, and said nervously, "Then, am I being too aggressive?"

The old lady smiled and patted her on the back, "Don't be nervous, you can play normally, grandma will show you."

Yu Wu was still uneasy, when suddenly, a big hand grabbed her shoulder.

She turned around subconsciously, and saw Huo Jingye's calm voice saying: "It's okay, you can write whatever you want, no one will compare your calligraphy with grandma's."

This sentence immediately unloaded the burden in her heart.

Huo Jingye suddenly bent down again, poured some water into the inkstone, and helped her start grinding the ink himself.

Yu Wu stared blankly at his focused side face, feeling a little absent-minded for a while.

"Let's write." Huo Jingye finished the ink for her.

"it is good."

Yu Wu stood in front of the desk, bent down slightly, and the brush in his hand moved freely on the white paper...

After a while, a beautiful and beautiful birthday character appeared on the paper.