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

"Xiao Jiu, can you help me blow dry my hair?" Huo Beimo said in a magnetic voice.

Wen Jiu's body stiffened.

There was no one at home, so there was no need for him to perform.

But he actually called her Xiaojiu affectionately?

Wen Jiu turned his face back to face Huo Beimo and met Huo Beimo's burning eyes. His eyes were full of doubts and he glanced down for no reason. His sitting posture was simply showing off his masculine characteristics.

Wen was so confused that her eyes flickered. She tilted her head slightly, pretending to look elsewhere, with two blushes on her face.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair before you come out?" she asked.

"My legs hurt... I can't stand firmly." He frowned.

The pitiful look of the handsome man is like a hook, making people's hearts beat abnormally.

Wen Jiu avoided his burning gaze, not wanting to walk around cuddling with him anymore, so he went to the bathroom and took an electric dryer to blow it out.

Huo Beimo maintained his original sitting position, and Wen Jiu stood in front of him, nervously blowing his wet hair.

Huo Beimo's gaze happened to be pointed directly at Wen Jiu's chest.

Although Wen Jiu is conservatively dressed, his well-developed and plump lines still make people think.

After staring for a few seconds, Huo Beimo felt his nose was hot and quickly looked away.

His ears turned red.

Even though he is a 29-year-old mature man, his experience in this area is only once with Wen Jiu.

Nowadays, he is like a young man with strong needs, and his mind is full of those things. Of course, the objects of sexual intercourse are all the women in front of him.

At the same time, even if Wen Jiu didn't look, he couldn't help but go to the place he paid attention to and suddenly stretched it.

She was so frightened that her hands shook, and she hurriedly reached out to pull the quilt, covering Huo Beimo from the waist down, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

When she started blow-drying his hair again, she realized that what she just did was worth three hundred taels of silver.

It was equivalent to telling Huo Beimo that she had seen it all.

After blow-drying his hair, Huo Beimo lifted the quilt and lay down.

It was still early at this time, so Wen Jiu went downstairs and put the vegetables he just bought in the refrigerator of Huo Beimo's house to prevent the food from spoiling before returning to the bedroom.

Under the orange light, he half-reclined lazily. His rich facial features were eye-catching, as gorgeous as an oil painting.

Wen Jiu agreed to stay and naturally would not leave again. After entering the bedroom, she no longer looked in Huo Beimo's direction, but lay on the soft sofa and started playing with her mobile phone.

Pregnant women are prone to fatigue, and Wen Jiu is also tired from the hard work just now.

She didn't play for long before her eyes were so sleepy that she fell asleep on the sofa.

Huo Beimo was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, trying to get Wen Jiu to come over and sleep, but he felt offended, until he noticed that her breathing had become heavier and knew that she had fallen asleep.

Then he lifted up the quilt and stood up, walking quickly in her direction.

He stared at her beautiful sleeping face for a while, then leaned over and picked up Wen Jiu. She was like a little kitten in his arms. He licked her pink lips, as if she had eaten delicious food in a dream. Then, her little She pressed her face against his chest, feeling safe in his arms.

He curled his lips and gently laid Wen Jiu on the big bed.

Huo Beimo knew exactly what he was doing.

After Ling Shuai's enlightenment that day, he knew what he meant for this woman.

However, he has always had a strong sense of self-control, and at this stage he is not at the point where he has to do it with her.

In addition, his parents' affairs had left a huge shadow on his life. If he was not sure of Wen Jiu's feelings, he would never show his affection.

He wants Wen Jiu to give him her heart before he wants her. Otherwise, he will bear in his whole life and never ask for a marriage like his father did.

He covered Wen Jiu with the quilt and returned to the sofa.

Undoubtedly, this was another sleepless night for Hobeimo.

Wen Jiu slept until dawn. When he woke up and found himself in a familiar bed, he sat up in shock.

Looking around, Huo Beimo was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

But she was clearly sleeping on the sofa last night, so how could it be that Huo Beimo was sleeping there?

She seemed to have lost her memory.

If it was Huo Beimo who brought her to bed, wouldn't it mean that his feet were fine?

Wen Jiu stood up and came to the sofa in confusion, staring at the sleeping Huo Beimo suspiciously.

I have to say that Huo Beimo is really good-looking, with long and thick eyelashes. Under the bridge of his handsome nose, his thin lips are moist and crimson. After staring at them for a while, I really want to taste whether his lips are sweet. Tasteful.

Wen Jiu was shocked and overwhelmed by his own thoughts.

In his confusion, Huo Beimo vaguely felt someone staring at him. He opened his eyes and vaguely saw a long-haired woman standing in his blurry vision. She was having a nightmare in front of him. It felt like someone was looking for his life. of.

He was so startled that he jumped up reflexively and staggered several steps.

After waking up, he saw clearly that the woman in front of him was Wen Jiu. At this time, he had already jumped several steps away from the sofa. His legs were very flexible. Where did he look like he was injured?

"Mr. Huo, are your feet okay?" Wen Jiu narrowed his eyes.

By the time Huo Beimo realized something, it was already too late.

"I feel better after a night's rest." He pretended to cough twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"Very good...I'll leave first then."

Wen Jiu refused to expose him.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Huo Beimo quickly reached out and grabbed her arm.

Wen Jiu's face was calm, and he was obviously a little angry.

She didn't know what Huo Beimo wanted to do? Why does it feel like he is teasing her?

It was clear that his foot was not injured, but he pretended to be seriously injured. One moment, he asked her to help him, and the other moment, he let her blow dry his hair. Not even a fool could sense the ambiguity in his eyes and body movements.

"Is there anything else you can do, Mr. Huo?"

"Can you please stop using such unfamiliar names to me in the future?" Huo Beimo's face was full of displeasure.

"We're not familiar enough to call each other by name, right? Otherwise, how should I call you?" Wen Jiu used the honorific.

Huo Beimo was so angry that his chest heaved.

"Wen Jiu, have you...ever thought that maybe we could try it together?" Huo Beimo finally said what he was hiding in his heart.

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Wen Jiu's face was filled with disbelief.

"Mr. Huo, if you are doing it for the baby, I think there is no need to force it. If the parents force their marriage together, the baby will not be happy."

Wen Jiu said, throwing away Huo Beimo's arm.

She almost ran away in panic.

But no matter how panicked I was, I still didn’t forget to take away the dishes I bought yesterday before I left.

Huo Beimo didn't lack that little money, but she did.

Huo Beimo froze in place.

He finally said it out loud, but why did the woman think he was doing it for the baby?

Can't she feel that he just confessed his love?