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

Then, Huo Beimo glanced provocatively in Yu Tingsheng's direction.

As expected, this guy is already in the studio.

No wonder Bai Hua said that the studio staff thought Wen Jiu and Yu Tingsheng were a couple.

It won't work if he doesn't come today.

At this time, not only did he look coquettish when he spoke, but he was also not dressed as seriously as usual. A thin black V-neck shirt, a strong chest looming, and a handmade old-style Kuiyu pendant around his neck. The rigor when going to work seems unruly.

Wen Jiu was stunned.

It has to be said that Huo Beimo, after changing into formal attire, looked as charming as a monster.

"So handsome, so handsome."

The female teachers in the studio became nymphomaniacs.

"What's going on? Isn't Wen Jiu dating Yu Chen's father? Why does a husband suddenly appear?"

Everyone was talking about it.

"Didn't I just say it? Yu Chen's father and I are ordinary friends. It's just that you don't believe it. This... this is my husband."

Wen Jiu took the opportunity to clarify.

When he said that Huo Beimo was his husband in front of his colleagues, Wen Jiu's cheeks suddenly turned red.

The smile on Huo Beimo's lips suddenly rose wantonly.

This woman is somewhat self-aware.

"Wen Jiu, you can do it. You secretly married such a handsome husband without saying a word. Are you afraid that we will take him away?" Liu Waner touched Wen Jiu's elbow.

"Ah...I'm sorry, I thought you and Yu Chen's father were a couple before, and I didn't even listen to your explanation." Su Xue said apologetically.

Seeing that everyone finally recognized who Wen Jiu's husband was, Huo Beimo raised his thin lips in satisfaction.

His purpose was achieved.

Only Wen Jiu covered Luo Xiaoya's mouth from beginning to end, as if he was holding a hostage. At this time, Luo Xiaoya was almost suffocating.

She had no choice but to nod her head repeatedly and make a whining sound in her mouth to express her promise not to talk nonsense. Only then did Wen Jiu release his hand covering her mouth.

Then, he wiped the hem of his clothes with both hands and faced Huo Beimo.

Luo Xiaoya exhaled loudly, and Liu Waner approached her and asked softly: "Why did Wen Jiu suddenly cover your mouth when she saw her husband?"

"I didn't know." Luo Xiaoya shook her head like a rattle.

Although she didn't know the reason, Wen Jiu had always been very measured in doing things. If it wasn't someone or something that was very important to her, she wouldn't be so fierce.

No matter how much Luo Xiaoya loves gossip, she also knows how to measure things, so naturally she won't talk nonsense in public.

I just can’t help but think, is this man really Wen Jiu’s husband?

Why did Wen Jiu hide his husband's portrait but was afraid of being discovered?

"Beimo, why are you here?" Wen Jiu lowered his voice.

This guy's shirt was so thin that his skin was looming, and he was so sexy that she didn't dare to look directly in front of him. After all, she was wearing flat shoes, facing the tight lines of his chest, and she felt inexplicably ashamed.

He could only look up at the tall Huo Beimo.

If she heard correctly, when Huo Beimo first entered the studio, he actually said he wanted to be a model in her open class?

She originally thought that even if she asked, Huo Beimo would refuse directly, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to send her to the studio.

"If I don't come again, I'm afraid someone will take advantage of it." Huo Beimo directly put his arm around Wen Jiu's shoulders as he spoke.

All the staff in the studio were stunned.

This is what a real couple looks like.

After all, every time Yu Tingsheng came to the studio, he kept a polite distance from Wen Jiu, but Huo Beimo was different. He hugged Wen Jiu as soon as he came.

The key is that Wen Jiu didn't refuse. His little face was so red that it was completely inconsistent with his usual rigorous work appearance.

Anyone who has been in love knows that it is impossible to pretend to be so shy.

Only then did she realize that Wen Jiu was such a little woman in front of her husband in private.

In front of everyone, Wen Jiu couldn't speak. She pulled Huo Beimo to the corner and whispered: "Mr. Huo, what are you doing here? I will have an open class soon, and there will be more classes later. A lot of parents are coming, aren’t you afraid of causing a commotion?”

"No, no one knows me."

For the convenience of his private life, Huo Beimo has never published any photos, and ordinary people do not know him at all.

"But, my class is about to start, don't make trouble here." Wen Jiu hurriedly drove him away.

"Making trouble? You don't need a model?" Huo Beimo's deep peach eyes showed a hint of displeasure.

"You're not suitable." Wen never thought of asking Huo Beimo to be a model for a long time.

"I'm not suitable? Does that mean the guy named Yu is more suitable than me?"

Huo Beimo glanced at Yu Tingsheng not far away, and the strong smell of vinegar almost overflowed.

"No, you, the dignified president of the Huo Group, want to be a model for me? How can I afford a model as expensive as yours?" Wen Jiu said with a blushing face.

Only then did the displeasure in Huo Beimo's eyes disappear.

It turns out that she felt that she couldn't afford it, not that he was not qualified.

"It's free for you, do you want it?" Huo Beimo raised his eyebrows.

Wen Jiu's face was filled with disbelief.

Normally, if such a handsome model comes to her door for free, of course she wants it.

"It still doesn't work. A class lasts two hours. The model has to sit for so long. I'm worried that you won't be able to bear it." Wen Jiu shook his head.

Besides, would it bother him if a bunch of strangers stared at him?

Huo Beimo curled up his thin scarlet lips.

So, he didn't think of inviting him because he was worried about him?

"Don't underestimate your husband." Huo Beimo's lips always curled up.

This guy seems to be in a really good mood today. Does he know how charming he is when he doesn't put on a bad face?

Wen stayed there for a long time, staring blankly at his seductive peach blossom eyes, his three souls and seven souls were about to be lured away.

At this time, Amelia Su’s voice came over.

"Wen Jiu, the children are almost here. You should hurry up and prepare. If your husband can be a model himself, I believe the registration rate for your class will explode."

Su Xue originally thought that Yu Tingsheng was eye-catching enough, but she didn't expect that Wen Jiu had an even better one hidden in his house.

"Okay... okay."

Wen Jiu lowered his head, trying to hide his uncontrollable heartbeat.

When things got to this point, she naturally had nothing to refuse, so she temporarily changed her teaching plan to a real model.

For her, having extra money is nothing, and having a free husband is nothing if she doesn’t use it.

Soon, it was time for class.

There was a wooden chair placed in the center of the studio. When Huo Beimo sat down, he felt cold and dignified. His whole body seemed to be coated with light, and everything around him seemed dim.

The students are in adolescence, the age when they are chasing stars. When they walked into the studio and saw the perfect painting-like Hobeimer, they were all stunned.

After all, it is almost impossible to see such a stunning man in life.

"Wow, is this studio so good-looking?"

The parents looked at the teacher Wen Jiu and then at the model sitting in the center.

For them, this open class was simply a visual feast.

Wen Jiu has been an art teacher for a long time, but he has never been so nervous.

It wasn't because she was nervous about the open class, but because President Huo Da was her model.