After a flash marriage, she discovered that her husband was actually a billionaire CEO

Huo Beichuan looked at the big black barrel in front of him with a dark face.

Mingyue handed him a small bamboo basket, "These are towels and soap. They are all new. You can use them safely. I have also washed the wooden bucket with hot water several times. It is very clean!"

After saying that, turn around and go out, closing the door.

Huo Beichuan wiped his face and sighed.

He now misses the luxurious bathroom of Qingshan Villa very much.

Being a mysophobia person, he couldn't stand the sticky feeling on his body, so he quickly unbuttoned his shirt.

As soon as I took off my shirt, the door was pushed open.

Mingyue came in with a bamboo basket in her hand. She looked up and saw Huo Beichuan with his upper body naked. Her face instantly turned red and she exclaimed, "Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to take off your clothes so quickly..."

Dropping the basket in his hand, he covered his eyes and ran outside, "In the basket are Xiaoshan's pajamas. They are new and have been washed. You can wear them for now!"

Huo Beichuan was stunned and calmly watched her come in and run out.

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Have you ever seen a man shirtless?

Isn’t it the beach and the swimming pool?

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Mingyue in the yard was breathing rapidly. She patted her hot face and chest with both hands.

Huo Beichuan's naked upper body appeared before his eyes unconsciously.

Broad shoulders, thin waist, lean body, tight muscles, fair and shiny skin.

She has a model figure.

While he was having sex, Huo Beichuan's deep and magnetic voice came from the room.

"Mingyue, where is the shampoo?"

"Ah? On the shelf behind you, there is a bottle for men and a bottle for women!" Mingyue approached the room embarrassedly and raised her voice in the yard.

After more than twenty minutes, Mingyue dared to look back when she heard the sound of the room door opening.

Huo Beichuan's hair was dripping with water and he was wearing white short-sleeved and long-pants pajamas.

Mingshan was shorter than him, and his pajamas were a little too short.

But this does not affect his charm at all.

The way he looks now is completely different from the way he looked with his hair slicked back and wearing suits and ties during the day.

More youthful and lazy, less aloof, like a big boy.

She had never seen such a good-looking man.

Mingyue was stunned. Huo Beichuan looked up and their eyes met. She came to her senses and quickly looked away.

Huo Beichuan said coldly: "Does it look good? Go and wash it quickly, are you not afraid of catching a cold?"

Mingyue said oh and went in in a panic holding her pajamas.

She found that Huo Beichuan had already replaced the solar hot water for her.

After Mingyue finished washing, she opened the door and started cleaning up, taking a mop to mop the water stains on the floor.

Huo Beichuan was sitting in the yard looking at his mobile phone. He looked up and saw that Mingyue's back was wet when her back was facing him.

The tips of her hair were still dripping with water, and her thin pajamas were wet and stuck to her body.

The white underwear straps can be seen clearly.

He stood up and put down his cell phone, walked into the bathroom, and gave her a hair dryer, "Blow dry your hair before doing anything else."

Mingyue shook her head as she mopped the floor, "No, it will be dry in a while. I'll mop the floor!"

Huo Beichuan snatched the mop from her hand and threw it aside. He pulled her to the sink, plugged in the plug, and started drying her hair.

Mingyue blushed and ran away, but he pulled her back, "Don't move!"

"I...play it myself, Beichuan." Mingyue whispered.

Huo Beichuan ran his big, knuckled hands through her hair and said calmly: "We are a legal couple. There is nothing wrong with the husband blowing his wife's hair."

"It's not true..." Mingyue defended in a low voice.

"So three people said today that I am your boyfriend, and you didn't even explain?"

The counter sister, the owner of an electric car, the proprietress of a clothing store.

He remembered it clearly.

Huo Beichuan himself didn't know how he could say such childish words.

Not his style at all.

Mingyue turned around and looked at him aggrievedly, "Didn't you say that no one can know our relationship? We are a fake couple!"

"What's real or fake?"

A female voice came from outside the door, "Xiaoyue, Beichuan, I heard you are back?"

While talking, Mingying had already entered the bathroom.

Mingyue blushed and wanted to run away, keeping her distance from Huo Beichuan.

For a moment, he thought that Mingying must not know about their fake marriage, and quickly returned to Huo Beichuan.

In a panic, he stepped on water stains and slipped.

Huo Beichuan stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

This scene happened to be seen by Mingying who came in, and her old face was pleased, "The young couple are hiding here, Niwai. My aunt has made dinner and there are fellow villagers who will help tomorrow. You two change your clothes and go over to eat!"

Mingyue was so ashamed that her whole face and neck were red. She ran away from Huo Beichuan's arms.

He lowered his head and looked at his slippers.

Mingying thought she was caught in the act of being intimate and was embarrassed, so he smiled and patted her arm.

"What's there to be embarrassed about, kid? Aren't all newlyweds like this? It was my aunt who was reckless and left. You two should be fine."

After saying that, he left with a smile, walked to the door, turned around, and gave Huo Beichuan a meaningful look.

Meaning: Take good care of your wife!

Huo Beichuan nodded slightly to Mingying as a greeting.

Mingying left with a smile, muttering as he walked: "This young man is good-looking, tall, and good at everything, but he has a cold temper and doesn't like others. Forget it, just be nice to Xiaoyue!"

Mingyue ran out of the bathroom with her head buried, went into the bedroom and changed into clothes.

He took the hair dryer from the bathroom and entered the bedroom again. The sound of the hair dryer lasted for a long time before it stopped.

Then, Mingyue came out holding a white shirt and black trousers.

Blushing, he handed it to Huo Beichuan, "I bought this for you at the wholesale market today. I poured some water on it and dried it. You put it on and go to my aunt's house!"

When he arrived, the expensive custom-made suit and shirt he was wearing were covered in mud and water.

Huo Beichuan looked at the clothes in her hand, was stunned for a moment, and took them.

Cheap street food is better than no clothes at all.

After changing into the bathroom, Huo Beichuan straightened his collar in the mirror.

A trace of tenderness flashed in the dark eyes.

He hadn't tried it on, but the one she bought fit just right.

After taking care of his hair, Huo Beichuan lowered his head and changed his shoes.

Then I remembered that my leather shoes had also been soaked in water and could not be worn.

Mingyue came in at this time, holding shiny leather shoes that had been blow-dried and polished.

"Here, put it on, aunt and everyone are waiting for us!"

Huo Beichuan nodded, put on his leather shoes and went out with Mingyue.

Approaching Mingying's house, Mingyue walked closer to Huo Beichuan.

She was afraid that Mingying would find something wrong with them.

Huo Beichuan also consciously cooperated to get closer to her and smelled the comforting fragrance on her body.

The night before a banquet is held in rural areas, helpers will be invited to have a meal with them.

The yard of Mingying's house was filled with three tables of people. When they saw Huo Beichuan and Mingyue entering the yard, they all turned to look at them.

Mingyue nodded to everyone generously and said hello.

Huo Beichuan walked beside her expressionlessly and sat down next to her.

Looking at the chattering crowd, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at his subordinates in a meeting.

After the dishes were served, Huo Beichuan looked at the greasy table in front of him, the old tableware, and the food didn't look very good.

No appetite at all.

He didn't move his chopsticks and looked at Mingyue eating deliciously.

At this time, someone suddenly put down a glass of wine in front of him.

The rich voice shouted: "Brother-in-law, come have a drink with me. You must drink the pure grain wine we have here!"