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

Huo Beimo still likes to be more free. Grandma has a bunch of servants and a personal doctor around her, so he doesn't have to worry about it, so he has no plans to return to the main house.

After hanging up the phone, he curled his thin lips and shook his head with a chuckle.

Grandma always cares about him as a child.

He got up and originally wanted to go next door to ask Wen Jiu if he needed something to eat.

Unexpectedly, it was dark everywhere.

The lights in the corridor of Huo Beimo's house were always on all night, but for some reason they were all turned off tonight.

He was not used to the darkness.

He went to turn on the light in the dark, but his foot slipped and he fell down the stairs. His butt and lower back were pressed against the steps, and he swung heavily until he grabbed the handrail and stopped falling.

This is the first time in my life that I have fallen so hard.

Wen Jiu in the kitchen only heard a loud bang, like the ceiling collapsed.

She was so frightened that she quickly walked to the kitchen door and looked out, but the surroundings were dark and she could not see anything.

After that sound, there was no more movement.

"Is there anyone there?" Wen Jiu asked quietly in the dark direction.

At the corner of the stairs, Huo Beimo's handsome face wrinkled up in pain. He saw Wen Jiu through the gap in the guardrail, but he didn't want Wen Jiu to know that he had just slipped down the stairs. Even if it hurt to death, he would not Say something.

Facing her inquiry, he didn't even dare to move, let alone answer, for fear that Wen Jiu would find him hiding at the foot of the stairs at a height of 1 meters.

Wen Jiu retracted his head with a puzzled look on his face and returned to the boiling pot.

When she was browsing a parenting app before, she saw an article mentioning that some pregnant women would experience auditory hallucinations due to mental stress.

Could it be that she just had a hallucination?

Otherwise, something collapsed in the middle of the night?

Huo Beimo waited for a while before walking downstairs.

Under the dim lights of the kitchen, there were fireworks. The usually cold kitchen suddenly became warmer with the addition of a busy girl in an apron.

Huo Beimo held his lower back with his hands. His butt and waist hurt.

He pretended to cough twice, and Wen Jiu noticed him.

"Huh? Are Mr. Huo hungry too? I've cooked a lot of spicy and sour pork rind soup. How about eating together?" Wen Jiu asked.

Hobeimo walked as normally as possible and entered the kitchen slowly.

Even so, Wen Jiu felt that Huo Beimo was walking a little weird today.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wen Jiu couldn't help but ask.

"No." Huo Beimo let go of his hand on his waist and stood by the table.

If you don’t walk or sit down, the pain will naturally disappear.

"By the way, there was a sound like something rolling down outside just now, like the ceiling collapsed. It was such a loud noise, did you hear it?" Wen Jiu wanted to confirm whether she was really experiencing auditory hallucinations.

"Really? I didn't hear it." Huo Beimo wiped the bridge of his nose unnaturally with his hand.

Wen Jiu muttered: "Then I'm done, the auditory hallucinations are a bit serious."

Huo Beimo continued to pretend as if nothing had happened. He asked, "Did the lights in the corridor trip? Why are the lights turned off?"

"No, leaving so many lights on is a waste of electricity. I turned them off. I can save a lot of money overnight." Wen Jiu replied.

At that moment, Huo Beimo almost vomited blood.

Why is this girl thinking so much about making money and saving money? He almost killed his father.

He took a deep breath and then said: "Don't turn off the lights in the corridor from now on. The family is not short of money."

He imagined for a moment that if Wen Jiu fell down just now, the consequences would be disastrous.

"You can't waste money like this even if you don't need it. Frugality is a virtue." Wen Jiu divided the cooked soup into two bowls and put them on the dining table.

"You yourself are the same. It's so dark and you can't turn on the light. What if you fall?" Huo Beimo became more and more afraid as he thought about it.

"It's not like I have no brains. I used a flashlight and walked slowly. How could I fall?" Wen Jiu disagreed.

Huo Beimo was very angry, but he couldn't get angry easily.

If he said that he had just fallen, wouldn't it mean that he was like the brainless guy who rolled down like the ceiling collapsed in Wen Jiu's words?

"Anyway, don't turn off the lights again." Huo Beimo said seriously.

Although Wen Jiu didn't know what Huo Beimo had just experienced, he felt that he was quite angry, so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I won't turn it off next time."

She sat down at the table and motioned to Huo Beimo to drink the hot and sour pig skin soup together.

"Mr. Huo, do you want to drink? It just happened to be too much."

Huo Beimo shook his head.

He originally came out to ask Wen Jiu if she needed something to eat, but when she saw that she had done it herself, that was all.

He calmed down for a while, and the injury finally didn't hurt much.

When Wen Jiu was drinking soup, he opened the refrigerator. Unexpectedly, the usually empty refrigerator was filled to the brim with ingredients.

Beside him, Wen Jiu was wearing pajamas, with his long black hair rolled up casually. He was drinking soup with his head down, and his beautiful profile was pleasing to the eye.

Growing up, Huo Beimo felt what a warm home was like for the first time.

"Let's eat together. I can't finish so much. It would be too wasteful to throw it away." Wen Jiu said with a smile.

That smile, sincere and clean, makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Only then did Huo Beimo realize that he was just focusing on work tonight and actually forgot to eat. He was really hungry now.

So he slowly sat down and faced Wen Jiu face to face.

He lowered his head and took a sip. It was just the right amount of sour, spicy, and very appetizing. It was no worse than the hotel chef.

Unexpectedly, she was so good at cooking. Huo Beimo couldn't help but raise his eyelids and glance at her who was eating the soup seriously.

Early the next morning, when Huo Beimo got up, Wen Jiu had already made breakfast.

On the dining table, there were soy milk, beef cakes, halved boiled eggs, fruits, and flowers that Wen Jiugang picked from the courtyard.

Huo Beimo usually goes out to work directly. When he arrives at the company, the secretarial department will help order coffee and breakfast. The kitchen at home is never used much.

Now he couldn't help but stare at the dining room at home.

He stood outside the restaurant and watched Wen Jiuzheng lowering her head and concentrating on something. After a closer look, he realized that she had pricked her hand on a rose thorn. Huo Beimo took a deep breath and quickly called his grandma.

"Grandma, please ask Aunt Hao to come to my place later." Huo Beimo said.

"Huh? Are you finally willing to have a live-in servant? Are you worried that you can't take care of your wife alone? Okay, okay, grandma will call you Aunt Hao over right away."

Aunt Hao is a servant who has worked in the main house for a long time. She took care of Huo Beimo when he was a child.

She has rich work experience and excellent professional knowledge. Huo Beimo feels more at ease when she comes to take care of Wen Jiu at home.

After hanging up the phone, he entered the restaurant.

"Mr. Huo, are you up? Breakfast is ready."

Wen Jiu had already pulled out the rose thorns on his hands and quickly hid his skinned hands behind his back.

Huo Beimo looked at the flowers and delicacies on the dining table. Although they were not as rich as what he usually ate, they were clear and simple, which aroused his appetite.

And all of this was what Wen Jiu did when he got up early in the morning.

His heart stung.

A person who can do anything and rush to do everything must not have been well protected, right?