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

Early the next morning, Wen Nanzhi, who always loved cleanliness, asked Uncle Li to help wash his face and wipe his body, and he instantly regained his usual freshness.

He had been waiting for Wen Jiu and his brother-in-law for a long time.

Huo Beimo and Wen Jiu were not idle either.

Originally, Wen Jiu planned to take Huo Beimo directly to the ward. Unexpectedly, Huo Beimo went to the fruit shop outside the community and bought an exquisite fruit basket before heading to the hospital with her.

Looking at his tall figure carrying the fruit basket, she pursed her lips, secretly happy that Huo Beimo actually valued the official first meeting with her uncle more than she did.

When he arrived at the door of the ward, Wen Jiu carefully reached out and held Huo Beimo's arm.

Wen Nanzhi has just woken up and needs to recover well. Wen Jiu must let him rest in peace and recuperate, so that he can recover faster.

As a result, Huo Beimo glanced sideways at his arm, then changed his left hand to carry the fruit basket, and directly grabbed Wen Jiu's hand with his right hand, holding her little hand tightly in his palm.

Wen Jiu looked at the man beside him in surprise.

"To thank you for being so cooperative in front of my grandma." He curled his lips.

Wen Jiu nodded gratefully, and then the two of them entered the ward in tacit agreement.

Everyone in the ward looked over.

The handsome pair of Huo Beimo and Wen Jiu were so stunning that the patients and their families in the two beds next door couldn't take their eyes away.

"Xiao Jiu, you are here." Uncle Li greeted happily.

After Wen Jiu nodded politely to Uncle Li, he and Huo Beimo came to Wen Nanzhi's bedside hand in hand.

In fact, Wen Nanzhi started to do some psychological construction early in the morning. He told himself that no matter whether the man Wen Jiu brought was always ugly or had flaws, he had to control the urge to hit him. After all, his sister was now No matter how dissatisfied he is with the pregnancy, he still has to consider the child's face.

Unexpectedly, the man who came in hand in hand with Wen Jiu was tall and handsome. Even he, a handsome guy, had to admit that Huo Beimo was extremely handsome.

So much so that he doubted the authenticity of everything before him.

"Brother, this is my husband." Wen Jiu introduced him proactively.

"Brother, get well soon."

Hobeimo put the fruit basket on the bedside humbly and politely.

Wen Nanzhi was always looking at Huo Beimo and said: "This is the first time we meet. I am Wen Jiu's brother. My name is Wen Nanzhi. I would like to ask...what do you do?"

"My name is Huo..."

Before Huo Beimo finished speaking, Wen Jiu said first: "His name is Huo Mo Mo. He is a model in our studio. He has a good salary and he is the only son in the family. These days, thanks to Mo Mo Mo's help, his family helps pay for his medical expenses. , so we have no foreign debt.”

Huo Momo?

Wen Jiu felt that the gaze on her side was so burning that it could burn a hole in the side of her face.

There is really no way, her family background is too ordinary. What if Wen Nanzhi knows Huo Beimo's true identity and faints again?

It can be seen that although Wen Nanzhi remains skeptical, he is generally very satisfied with Huo Beimo.

No matter what, it would be nice if my sister was not forced to marry an old man over fifty because of him.

"Mo Mo, thank you for taking care of my sister during this period, and thank you for helping to advance the medical expenses. After I am discharged from the hospital, I will try my best to pay back the money so that you can return to normal life." Wen Nanzhi said seriously.

They were afraid that the couple would delay their lives because of the money they spent on their illness.

"Our family is not short of money. You need to recover from your illness first." Huo Beimo said cooperatively without exposing Wen Jiu.

"By the way, being a model is a job for young people, and it's not stable, right? Apart from this, do you have any other skills?" Wen Nanzhi was still uneasy.

"He can... also... cook. We have agreed that when he gets old, he will open a noodle shop in the village to support me and the children, so my brother doesn't have to worry about our old age."

After Wen Jiu finished speaking, everyone in the ward looked at Huo Beimo with strange eyes.

I can't help but think that this sister Wen Nanzhi seems to be married to a pretty boy.

Huo Beimo was dressed brightly, and he looked like a big boss at first glance. He also had a dignified temperament that he couldn't hide. It was really hard to imagine that his status was too ordinary. As a result, Wen Jiu hesitated when talking about his profession. At first glance, it was made up on the fly.

"No one is perfect. I think this sister's husband is probably unemployed."

The aunt in the next bed was talking quietly with a family member.

Huo Beimo has grown up, and it is the first time that someone has questioned his ability, and he seems a little helpless.

Fortunately, Wen Nanzhi didn't delve deeper into this matter.

Huo Beimo is handsome, and he is an only son. His family situation is good, but in other aspects it is okay to be ordinary.

Ordinary people, who doesn’t live like this?

He turned to Wen Jiu and said, "By the way, Xiao Jiu, where is my mobile phone? Can you give me your mobile phone?"

"The phone is broken. I'll buy you a new one another day when I have time."

Wen Jiu thought that he had sent a message to Wen Nanzhi's mobile phone. When the time came, he would know the true relationship between her and Huo Beimo as soon as he looked at the phone.

It seems that I have to wait until he is discharged from the hospital before giving him a mobile phone.

As long as he recovers physically, even if he knows the truth then, it will be better.

When the two of them walked out of the hospital, Huo Beimo said dissatisfied: "Huo Momo? Can't you pick something nicer?"

"I'm sorry. I couldn't think of another name at the time, so I just blurted it out. In fact, Momo sounds pretty good, and I think it's a bit cute." Wen Jiu smiled brightly.

When Huo Beimo looked at her, he didn't seem to dislike the name Mo Mo anymore.

"The main reason is that our family background is too ordinary. I was worried that my brother would know your true identity and have random thoughts, so he made up your name and occupation at random. The key is that you are so handsome. I can think of no other occupation than a star model. Well, as for the cooking skills, I'm just talking nonsense...don't be angry, okay?" Wen Jiu pursed his lips, like a child who had done something wrong, and his voice was soft and waxy.

Huo Beimo pretended to cough twice, and when he heard the woman complimenting him on his handsomeness, his thin lips curled up.

No more arguing with her.

A week later, when Wen Jianan and Jiang Qiulin came to visit Wen Nanzhi, they repaired his mobile phone and brought it to him.

The couple were now frantically trying to make amends. When they saw Wen Nanzhi's broken old mobile phone, they hurriedly took it to the store for repair.

Although Wen Nanzhi left his cell phone behind, he didn't pay much attention to the two men.

The two left in disgrace.

This is also the first time Wen Nanzhi has turned on his mobile phone since he was in coma for several months.

There are a lot of WeChat messages, mostly work messages that have not been processed before, as well as messages from various work groups and classmate groups.

He opened and closed it hurriedly without taking a closer look.

Only two of them, Wen Jiu's news, caught his attention.

After reading the content, Wen Nanzhi seemed to be frozen, staring blankly at the ceiling of the ward.