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

After closing the door, he carried Wen Jiu directly into the bathroom and said while holding his breath: "Wash."

"Thank you." Wen Jiu said, immersed in washing his face.

After she wiped away the cake that was stuck in her eyes, her hands were also caked in dirt and were so greasy that it was difficult to wash them off.

I looked up and saw myself in the mirror looking very embarrassed. It was really embarrassing to have the cake smashed in front of so many people.

Huo Beimo glanced at Wen Jiu, who was blushing in the mirror, and when he walked out of the bathroom, he closed the door with him.

Afterwards, he went to the balcony and lit a cigarette.

Huo Beimo can smoke, but he is not addicted to cigarettes. He is the type with strong self-control. He usually only smokes when he is in an extremely bad mood.

When you need cigarettes to drive away bad moods, you should do so no more than three times a year.

Wen Jiu quickly finished her bath, wiped her wet long black hair with a white bath towel and walked out. She looked at the bedroom and saw no one, so she stretched her neck and glanced at the balcony. The smell of tobacco that had not yet dissipated came from her. Seeing the figure on the soft chair, the next second, Huo Beimo's strong hands grasped her wrist.

"Mr. Huo..." Wen Jiu shouted in surprise.

Then she realized that Hobeimo might be angry because she was working part-time regardless of her children.

"I'm sorry. I promise this is the last time I'll take a part-time job. I won't do it again. Besides, I'm very careful to protect my belly and won't let the child get hurt."

Wen Jiu believed that Huo Beimo would only care about the child in her belly, so she only needed to ensure that the child was healthy.

Huo Beimo breathed deeply, held her hand tightly for a while, and finally asked: "Is that man so important to you? Do you have to treat him?"

Regardless of safety? Regardless of dignity?

Wen Jiu was stunned.

Think carefully for a while.

To her, Wen Nanzhi was such an important person.

Although her relatives were all alive, Wen Nanzhi was her only real relative, so she replied affirmatively: "Yes!"

Huo Beimo's heart felt as if he was tied up. He had never had such a strange feeling before.

Involuntarily, the strength of holding Wen Jiu's wrist became a little stronger.

Wen Jiu was so painful that he wanted to pull his hand away and made a struggling movement. Only then did Huo Beimo realize that he had hurt her and let go of his hand.

He touched the cigarette case on the coffee table and was about to light a second cigarette when Wen Jiu rubbed his wrist and explained: "My brother became a vegetable in a car accident. My parents are reluctant to pay and want to give up treatment. If I don't care about him, , I can only watch him die. I found out that Dr. Ling Shuai is a famous expert in vegetative resuscitation, so I am working part-time as a waiter today, not to make money, but to find an opportunity to ask Dr. Ling to treat my brother. I I didn’t expect that Dr. Ling would be in this situation, I’m really sorry.”

Huo Beimo's movement to light up his cigarette froze. He looked up at Wen Jiu, who was standing with the backlight, and asked, "Your brother?"

"Well, my dear brother, I didn't expect my parents to be so ruthless. After my brother was declared to be in a vegetative state, they stopped paying for medical expenses. I could only find a way on my own. My brother was really good to me. Very good, I don't want to give up." Wen Jiu restrained his crying.

She didn't want Huo Beimo to know her family situation at all.

But Huo Beimo was her benefactor. She took part-time job without authorization and was almost in danger. Naturally, she needed to explain clearly to others.

Huo Beimo quietly put down the lighter and put the cigarette between his fingers back on the table.

The depressing thing that was like a mysterious fog in his heart just now dissipated in an instant, and he felt suddenly enlightened. In the darkness, his thin crimson lips inadvertently raised.

It turned out to be her brother!

Images of her parents treating her harshly flashed through his mind, and he clenched his hands into fists.

No wonder she works so hard to make money. A girl of this age should be carefree, beauty-loving, and traveling, but Wen Jiu has frugality engraved in her bones.

In the darkness, there was distress hidden in his deep eyes.

"Actually, you don't need to explain so much to me. That's your business. Please pay attention in the future. No matter what the circumstances, you are not allowed to take part-time jobs." Huo Beimo cleared his voice and sounded like it was nothing to do with him.

Wen Jiu nodded and replied: "Well, I won't explain it from now on."

"Ahem!" Huo Beimo pretended to cough twice, and said with unnoticeable nervousness in his tone: "In some special circumstances, it's best to explain it clearly."

Wen Jiu was a little confused. Should he explain it or not?

Huo Beimo simply changed the subject: "Is it your sister who was with Xiaoxiang just now?"

"Yes...yes, what's wrong?" Wen Jiu asked in confusion.

"As far as I know, Xiaoxiang in life is not what the audience thinks." Huo Beimo reminded.

Wen Jiu replied: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, for reminding me."

Unfortunately, she not only has a bad relationship with her parents, because her parents have been partial since she was a child, and Wen Yingying has never taken her seriously.

Not to mention that she was too lazy to take care of Wen Yingying. Even if she kindly reminded her, others might not listen.

At night, Wen Jiu suddenly felt nauseous. She hurriedly lifted the quilt, stood up, and rushed into the bathroom.

I repeated this many times and felt very sorry for Huo Beimo, who was sleeping on the sofa.

Later, she still felt like vomiting, but she kept enduring it, but her sleepiness was gone.

Huo Beimo was not asleep to begin with. When Wen Jiu went to the bathroom to vomit many times, his attention was focused on her. Later, Wen Jiu endured the discomfort and stopped getting up, but it was inevitable that he would toss and turn because of his uneasiness.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" His voice was gentle in the darkness.

Compared to his sudden indifference last night, he seemed like a different person.

"It's okay." Wen Jiu replied.

"I'm going to get you a glass of water, and by the way, I'd like to ask Aunt Hao if she has any good ways to solve morning sickness."

Huo Beimo got up and went downstairs.

Quickly, he led Aunt Hao into the master bedroom.

After Aunt Hao learned about the situation, she said earnestly: "Master, it's not easy for women in the early stages of pregnancy. In addition to eating some sour food to relieve morning sickness, you also need to pay attention to supplementing your nutrition. As for why you can't sleep because of this, you husband , you should coax the young mistress well, such as hugging her and giving her a massage, which can soothe her and at least make her feel more psychologically. A woman with a considerate and caring husband will sleep well and look good naturally. You will be healthy and beautiful.”

Aunt Hao finished speaking very seriously, but the room was extremely quiet.

Huo Beimo didn't look in Wen Jiu's direction, but his ears turned a little red. He nodded and said, "I understand."

"That's good. I'll go out first. Call me if you need anything. The emotional stability of a pregnant woman depends entirely on her husband's care." Aunt Hao smiled broadly.

After she went out, Huo Beimo thought for a while and approached the bed. His handsome face also enlarged in Wen Jiu's sight.

"What Aunt Hao said seems to make sense." Huo Beimo said.

"is it?"

"Let me press your head and try to divert your attention." Huo Beimo lay down beside Wen Jiu at a certain distance.