Super love after marriage: abstinent Mr. Huo flirts with his sleepy pregnant wife

After he introduced himself, Wen Jiu's face almost burned.

Unexpectedly, he would give such face, respect his good friend so much, and maintain his distance from the opposite sex while still being polite.

Wen Jiu was really grateful to Huo Beimo for his dignity.

"Yinyin, it's getting late. I'll go back first and we'll contact you later. By the way, don't do it either. We'll get paid as long as we stand here, and we'll get paid with them later." Wen Jiu told Luo Yinyin.

Luo Yinyin nodded.

If Huo Beimo hadn't come to the rescue today, Wen Jiuke would have been humiliated in vain. Even if he used his wit to add points verbally, he couldn't change the situation.

Naturally, this work cannot be continued.

Wen Jiu left first with Huo Beimo.

The carriage was very quiet, and neither of them spoke. The intimacy they had just had in front of others was gone, and the two of them resumed an unfamiliar relationship.

"Mr. Huo, thank you for your help just now." Wen Jiu broke the silence.

At an intersection waiting for a red light, Hobeimer, who was driving the car himself, stopped the car and asked, "Are you short of money?"

Wen Jiu bit his lower lip awkwardly.

I have already received 10 million from Huo Beimo before. It would be really unreasonable if I was still short of money.

"Mr. Huo, it has nothing to do with you whether I am short of money or not." Wen Jiu replied in a low voice.

"You are pregnant with my child. I will never let you be short of money during pregnancy, and I will not allow you to make fun of your child's life. From now on, don't go out to work. I will send you the money again." Huo Bei looked silently. , a tone that did not tolerate discussion.

After a pause, he obviously tightened his grip on the steering wheel, narrowed his black eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "And, don't forget your current identity. During the contract, you are Mrs. Huo, so be careful of the impact."

Wen Jiu's face turned pale.

After learning the truth about that night from Luo Yinyin, he remembered that he was very proactive at that time. Did Huo Beimo think that she really seduced Zhao Feng tonight?

Perhaps, he stood by her unconditionally to help her tonight just to protect Mrs. Huo's reputation?

Speaking of what happened that night, it was really good that someone was willing to take responsibility. How could she have the nerve to keep asking for money if she needed money again.

What's more, ten million is really a lot. If it weren't for her brother's illness, she wouldn't have asked for this money.

"Mr. Huo, my main job is to work in the studio. It is very safe and will not affect my children. I am not short of money, I just want to make more money. However, I promise not to take on part-time jobs in the future. What are you giving me? That's enough, no need to send me any more money, we agreed not to interfere in each other's private lives." Wen Jiu replied seriously.

Huo Beimo had a lot of things he wanted to say, but he was blocked by the words "not interfering in each other's private lives", and his face instantly became gloomy.

Then I remembered that the two of them were just in a contract marriage.

He seemed to have gone too far.

The green light turned on, Hobeimo restarted the car, and the car became quiet again.

Wen Jiu explained weakly: "Mr. Huo, I really didn't seduce that male classmate tonight."

Her little face burned again.

Even she herself didn't know why she had to explain to Huo Beimo.

Anyway, I just don’t want him to mistakenly think that she is the kind of woman who goes around seducing men. After all, she took the initiative that night. Without explanation, it is really easy for people to mistake her for being slutty.

Under the streetlight, the gloom on Huo Beimo's face suddenly disappeared, and his brows gradually returned to smoothness as if they had been gently caressed.

After returning home, the two of them went back to their rooms.

Wen Jiu's cell phone rang and found out that it was Luo Yinyin who initiated the transfer, totaling 1,500 yuan.

Then, there was a message from her.

[Jiujiu, this is tonight’s salary. I thought it would be difficult to get the money tonight. Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng just took the initiative to transfer the money. Although we only stood there for two hours, he settled the full five Hourly wages, that guy was so scared that he kept begging me to say nice words to you, hahahahaha! 】

Wen Jiu politely clicked the cash button.

I feel a little more grateful to Hobeimo in my heart.

[From now on, I will no longer take part-time jobs. ] She replied.

[You’re a little money-crazy, you suddenly don’t have a part-time job? Are you really married to that President Huo? Still pregnant? ] Luo Yinyin's Bagua's soul had been burning all night, and she really couldn't hold it in any longer.

[The knot is settled, but it’s just a fake marriage. ] Wen Jiu and Luo Yinyin always talked about everything.

【What? fake marriage? Then the pregnancy thing must be fake, right? I just said, seeing how you two seem a bit polite when getting along in private, it turns out it's not true. ] Luo Yinyin was a little disappointed.

She was ready to start kowtow.

After all, they are a perfect match when they stand together.

[The pregnancy is real. Once the baby is born, we will have nothing to do with each other. 】

【What? Is the child real? Your marriage was fake. How did you get the child? Could it be an unexpected pregnancy? When did you hook up with that superb man behind my back? 】

Who can believe that Luo Yinyin is more excited than Wen Jiu at this time.

After all, she was originally worried that a beautiful woman like Wen Jiu would marry an old man just for treating her brother's illness.

In her opinion, if the pregnancy is real, then there is no such thing as a fake marriage.

[On a drunken night last month, I walked into the wrong room and that was it. 】

The next second, Luo Yinyin called directly, and her high-decibel voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What? Then I'm not a matchmaker!!!"

"Luo Yinyin, why are you so startled in the middle of the night? You want to scare me to death."

"Yes, yes, you are a noble lady and a pregnant woman now. I really can't be responsible for frightening you. So, you are planning to get married? Is it like the kind of contract marriage shown on TV?"

"Yeah!" Wen Jiu pursed his lips. "Suddenly I'm feeling hungry. I'm going to make something to eat."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jiu gently opened the door. Afraid of disturbing Huo Beimo next door, she didn't even dare to turn on the light. She only turned on the flashlight that came with her phone and tiptoed downstairs.

After entering the kitchen, open the refrigerator door.

The ingredients she bought were still intact.

Maybe it’s because I was often punished and starved as a child, so I felt particularly safe when I saw a refrigerator full of food.

Of course, these were all discounted dishes. She was reluctant to buy more when she saw the special price. Moreover, she bought some food and meat that had been stored for a long time. If she didn't finish it today, she was going to freeze it.

At this time, she especially wanted to have a bowl of hot and sour soup, so she took out pork rinds, eggs, tomatoes and other ingredients from the refrigerator and started making it.

Huo Beimo on the second floor had just finished taking a shower and was getting ready to take a rest when he received a call from his grandma.

"Grandma, you're up so late at night, why are you on the phone?" Huo Beimo said helplessly and dotingly.

"Grandma, aren't you worried that you won't be able to take care of my granddaughter-in-law on your own? She has a bad appetite in the early stages of pregnancy, so she has to eat small meals more frequently, and remember to take her for supper! Also, you need to find a servant at home, and my granddaughter-in-law has no one. It’s not okay to take care of her. If you really can’t take care of her well, otherwise, you’ll have to live with grandma in the main house twice.”

Huo Beimo's movement of lifting the quilt stopped.

Wen Jiu's fragile little face came to mind.

"I understand, you go to bed early."