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

"I don't want to see you now, please leave." Wen Jiu shouted.

No matter how Huo Beimo knocked on the door, she was unwilling to open the door and face him.

Wen Nanzhi coughed twice and said to Huo Beimo: "Let her calm down for a while and come here to help."

Huo Beimo had no choice but to walk to Wen Nanzhi and sit down on the wooden chair. He sighed, feeling helpless about his desire to control.

However, he really couldn't accept Wen Jiu meeting a strange man, even if it was for work.

This reminds him of his mother's behavior.

He can't accept his wife's interactions with men at all.

"What's going on? Xiao Jiu has refused to tell me the reason for your quarrel since he came back yesterday."

Wen Nanzhi asked casually while processing the information on the web page.

"I didn't allow her to meet netizens, but she still went to meet them, and then I got angry."

After Huo Beimo finished speaking, Wen Jiu's voice came from the room.

"It was clear that the editor-in-chief of the magazine admired my paintings and wanted to invite me to their company to collaborate on illustrations. I just went to the company to report and discuss the cooperation in detail, and he acted like crazy."

Wooden houses in rural areas are not soundproof, so Wen Jiu heard clearly what Huo Beimo said to Wen Nanzhi just now. Naturally, the voice she shouted from inside was also very loud.

"Since you're angry, why did you come to him?" Wen Nanzhi asked.

"I..." Huo Beimo was speechless.

He admitted that he was very angry at the time, but as long as Wen Jiu stopped interacting with men in the future, he certainly wanted his wife to come home.

"Tell me, what should I do about this?" Huo Beimo asked Wen Nanzhi for help.

"Help me put on these accessories."

"You want me to do handwork?" Huo Beimo's face was filled with disbelief.

"Don't you want to?"

Huo Beimo looked at the pile of silver needles and various exquisite accessories on the table, his face full of embarrassment.

He knew that he really went too far yesterday. If Wen Nan didn't help, he might lose Wen Jiu forever.

In desperation, he could only help thread the beads.

It’s hard to imagine that President Huo Da would actually do crafts seriously one day.

For a job like this, if you hire someone to make a pair of earrings, the crafting fee is only one yuan. But this is the first time for Huo Beimo to do it. It takes more than ten minutes to make a pair of earrings, but he still takes it seriously. Really focus on making jewelry.

Wen Nanzhi continued to sort out the pages of the store. Occasionally, he looked back and found that Huo Beimo was really doing handicrafts. He couldn't help but curl his lips.

The reason why he was asked to do this was actually to test his feelings for Wen Jiu.

The dignified president of the Huo Group is willing to put down his dignity and do handicrafts. It is conceivable that his feelings for Wen Jiu are deeper than Wen Nanzhi imagined.

There was no sound outside for a whole afternoon.

Wen stayed in the bedroom for a long time, not only irritable, but also feeling very hot, thinking that Huo Beimo might have left. After all, if he was here, he couldn't have said a word, right?

Wen Jiu then opened the door, and what caught her sight was the picture of Huo Beimo concentrating on doing handicrafts, and carefully looking at the teaching diagrams from time to time.

She was stunned and couldn't help but laugh, why is it so cute?

But thinking of his behavior when he was crazy, his smile instantly faded.

Huo Beimo put on the last bead and stretched, only to find Wen Jiu standing at the door of the bedroom.

However, when he found Huo Beimo looking over, Wen Jiu took a step back and returned to the bedroom.

With a bang, the door closed again.

"Xiaojiu..."

Huo Beimo got up, but it was too late.

He turned to Wen Nanzhi and said, "Brother, I have already prepared these things for you. Can you tell me how to coax her to go home?"

Wen Nanzhi closed the webpage, looked at Huo Beimo with an innocent face, and said, "I just asked you to help with some crafts. When did you agree to help you coax Xiaojiu?"

"You..." Huo Beimo was so angry that his ears turned red.

So, if he worked hard to help out all afternoon, it would be like working in vain?

This guy is simply hateful!

He tilted his stiff neck and licked his dry thin lips.

"It's getting late, how about you help with the cooking? My studio has just started, and there are too many things to be busy with." Wen Nanzhi assigned tasks again.

Huo Beimo really wanted to curse.

But when I looked down at my watch, I saw that it was already dinner time. I guess Wen Jiu was hungry too, right?

"I'll ask my assistant to pack it up from the city."

It was impossible to get him to cook.

"My sister likes to eat wood-fired rice. If you don't know how to cook it, I'll do it after I finish my work."

"That...I can." Huo Beimo said quickly.

Wen Jiu heard it clearly in the bedroom and was very surprised. Huo Beimo helped with the crafts all afternoon and was actually preparing to cook?

"Just to clarify, I don't have an electric pot here, so I can only make firewood. Can you do that?"

"Try it."

Huo Beimo said and followed Wen Nanzhi's instructions and went into the kitchen.

He had never cooked before, and had never even seen an ancient stove, so he was naturally in a hurry, but in order to get his wife's forgiveness, he was ready to risk everything.

If Wen Jiu likes to eat, he still has to learn how to do it.

This is an era of developed Internet. If you don't understand anything, you can search it on your phone, so he immersed himself in research.

As a result, it was quite easy to watch the video. It took him a long time to make a fire, and finally he found out that the vegetables were not washed and the rice was not washed...

He had always thought that work was the most difficult thing, but now he realized that three meals a day, which he thought were readily available, turned out to be so troublesome.

If you think about it carefully, he is Huo Beimo. Is there anything in this world that can stump him? Isn't it just to cook a meal?

He calmed down, reorganized his clothes, washed vegetables, washed rice, prepared meals, and then returned to lighting the fire.

Out of curiosity, Wen Jiu finally walked out of the bedroom. From a corner of the living room, he could just see the whole kitchen.

Huo Beimo learned that she liked to eat firewood rice and was actually cooking seriously. On the spot, he felt extremely complicated.

He was really good at everything, but his desire to control was so terrible that she suspected that he was only with her because he wanted to control her. Thinking of this, her whole body trembled, and she no longer looked at Huo Beimo, but next to Wen Nan Zhi sat down.

But it was inevitable that he had an indescribable feeling in his heart because he did things that were inconsistent with his identity.

Huo Beimo's actions can definitely be called condescension.

Wen Nanzhi whispered: "It seems that he is really good to you."

Wen Nanzhi rarely praised others, but he didn't expect that he would praise Huo Beimo.

"Sometimes it's good...but you don't know him. I saw his scary look for the first time yesterday. I don't even know why he was like that." Wen Jiu was scared when he thought about it.

"Don't be in a hurry to forgive. You can get to know him better. If he really likes you, he won't be in a hurry to give up."

"Ah."

Wen Jiu looked at the kitchen again, thoughtfully.