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

On this day, the studio was very busy in order to expand its business and prepare for enrollment.

Wen Jiu, like everyone else, did not go home to eat, but chose to order food in the office.

Takeaway arrived quickly.

Wen Jiu sat at his work station, opened the disposable plastic box, lowered his head and started eating.

Liu Wan'er, a colleague next door, touched Luo Xiaoya's arm and whispered: "Wen Jiu actually ordered the live Xiaoyujia set meal. I remember she used to order the cheapest small workshop box lunch, and it didn't cost 13 yuan plus delivery fee. Yes, when I met her occasionally in restaurants outside, I wouldn’t even be willing to add a braised egg, but today I’m actually willing to order takeout for forty or fifty yuan.”

"I also noticed that she seems to have become very rich recently. Didn't she order Zhuangji's private kitchen last time?"

"Do you know? I found that Wen Jiu recently walked towards the villa area after get off work. He seems to live there."

"Real or false? Each villa here is worth tens of millions. Is Wen Jiu being kept?"

A few colleagues whispered.

It was that time that Lu Xingen deliberately ordered Zhuangji's private kitchen for her in order to make her colleagues exclude Wen Jiu. After that day, Wen Jiu didn't even dare to wear the brand-name clothes at home. Every time she came to work in the studio, she would wear the clothes she had bought before. old clothes.

As a result, the changes in consumption still attracted strange looks from colleagues.

In fact, Wen Jiu's diligence and frugality have been ingrained in his bones. The reason why he is willing to order better takeout is naturally to provide nutrition for the baby in his belly.

Usually, the dishes Aunt Hao cooks for her use precious ingredients, and the bird's nest is never broken even a day.

She herself also wants to give her baby the best she can.

Some money had to be spent even if she couldn't bear it.

It was at this time that the studio suddenly went into an uproar.

"Wow, so handsome."

Wen Jiuxun looked around and saw Yu Tingsheng walking into the studio holding Yu Chen's hand.

This afternoon, the teacher of the small class is giving a free open class in order to recruit students, and specially invites Yu Chen to be a model. Therefore, today Yu Chen is wearing a small suit, dressed very handsomely, and came to the studio early.

As soon as he entered the studio, he ran over in the direction of Wen Jiu.

"Teacher Wen..."

Yu Chen called Wen Jiu in a soft voice.

All the teachers in the studio knew that Yu Chen was particularly fond of Wen Jiu, and even often talked about wanting Wen Jiu to be his mother.

Yu Tingsheng waved to the people outside the gate and said, "Send them in, please."

Later, a deliveryman entered the studio carrying a box of milk tea. Yu Tingsheng came over and said to everyone: "Thank you all teachers for taking care of Chenchen. Please drink milk tea."

"Little Yu Chen's father is not only handsome, but also very enthusiastic. Thank you."

"Thank you thank you."

Everyone came over one after another and took away the milk tea in the box. Only Wen Jiu was still sitting in her seat, holding the coquettish Yu Chen in her arms. She pinched Yu Chen's soft little face, especially liking the beautiful Yu Chen.

Yu Tingsheng personally picked up the last cup of milk tea, walked towards Wen Jiu, and handed it over.

"Thank you, Brother Sheng." Wen Jiu took the milk tea.

"Don't be so polite to me. Are you exhausted from working overtime?" Yu Tingsheng asked with concern.

"Fortunately, teaching painting requires patience. Because it is a job that I like, I don't feel tired."

The colleagues had already finished lunch, each holding a cup of milk tea, and they were all eating melon while looking in the direction of Yu Tingsheng and Wen Jiu.

"Yu Chen's father looks very familiar with Wen Jiu."

"Otherwise, why do you think they suddenly invited everyone in our studio to drink milk tea? It's not just for Wen Jiu's sake."

"It seems that Yuchen's family lives over there in the villa area. Is Wen Jiu being kept by Yuchen's father?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Yu Chen is from a single-parent family. It was written on the registration form."

"Then Wen Jiu is probably dating Yu Chen's father, right? I think the two of them are quite compatible."

Everyone in the studio, looking at the beautiful scene of handsome men and beauties chatting together, with a cute little baby Yu Chen sandwiched in the middle, was melted by the scene in front of them.

After Yu Tingsheng left, when Wen Jiu was tidying up the desktop, a piece of drawing paper fell out of the book.

If the drawing paper hadn't fallen out, she would have forgotten that she had included Hobeimer's portrait in the book.

Seeing the drawing paper fall to the ground, Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat. She quickly leaned over to pick up the drawing paper, but unexpectedly, Luo Xiaoya picked up the drawing paper that fell on the ground before she could.

"Wow! Wen Jiu, who did you draw? Is there really such a handsome man?"

When Luo Xiaoya saw Huo Beimo's portrait, she exclaimed in disbelief.

Seeing his colleagues looking over, Wen Jiu quickly took the drawing paper back, hurriedly stuffed the drawing into his pocket, and covered it tightly.

The main thing is that she is Huo Beimo who stole the painting. This matter was already shameful enough. Now that her colleagues discovered this secret, she felt as shameful as a girl's secret being made public.

When Liu Waner heard the sound, she immediately came over and asked, "What's going on? What kind of handsome guy do you think Wen Jiu painted?"

"Wen Jiu drew a man. He was so handsome. I didn't even see it clearly before she snatched him away." Luo Xiaoya's gossipy heart was immediately aroused.

"I estimate that 80% of the paintings she drew were of the men she had a crush on. Otherwise, why would she be so nervous?" Liu Waner looked at Wen Jiu with a smirk.

Wen Jiu pretended to drink water to cover up his embarrassment.

"Isn't this nonsense? Who would draw a portrait of a man for no reason? He is afraid that others will know, and he must have a crush on him." Luo Xiaoya was very sure.

Wen Jiu was already blushing.

"Isn't the man in Wen Jiu's painting Yu Chen's father?" Another colleague came over and asked.

"You put it that way, it does look a bit like Yu Chen's father in the painting. It feels more like he has been beautified and looks better than usual." Luo Xiaoya replied.

Wen Jiu was speechless.

Although Huo Beimo and Yu Tingsheng are cousins, they actually look nothing alike. The reason Luo Xiaoya had the illusion of similarity was because of preconceptions.

Handsome guys always have something in common. She had never met Huo Beimo, and the more she thought about it, the more they looked like him.

Wen Jiu didn't bother to explain, as long as no one found out who the real person in the portrait was. Sometimes, it would be shameful to be guessed right. If he was guessed wrong, it wouldn't matter at all because he was open-minded in his heart.

Wen Jiu hid the portrait even tighter for this reason.

Even if something like this happened, he still couldn't bear to tear up Hobeimo's portrait.

At this point, word spread throughout the studio, and everyone said that Yu Tingsheng and Wen Jiu were a couple.

"Xiao Jiu, tomorrow is your free open class. I think you can invite a handsome boy to be a model. The new senior students will definitely like to draw handsome boys. I believe that there will be a lot of parents who sign up by then. Your performance It will be better," said Su Xue, the head of the studio.

Big handsome guy? Huo Beimo's handsome face immediately appeared in Wen Jiu's mind.