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

Chapter 281 Wedding Night

"I know, and I also regard you as my best brother." Huo Beimo stressed.

The two had the same miserable childhood experiences, which made them sympathize with each other even more.

"The best brother, why do you have to be...the best brother..." Ling Shuai murmured vaguely.

Even if Huo Beimo was very close to him, he couldn't hear clearly.

"Xingyu, it seems that Lao Ling is really drunk. You should send him back first."

"Okay, okay! Groom! Leave Lao Ling to us."

Lu Xingyu said and helped Ling Shuai up. Xia Zhiyu and Yin Shaokang also stepped forward to help.

A group of four people left the wedding venue first.

Not long after that, Wen Jiu also returned to the bedroom first. Huo Beimo waited for the guests to disperse before returning to the wedding room.

Although he drank a lot tonight because he was happy, after the brothers left, Huo Beimo stopped drinking. At this time, although there was still a slight smell of alcohol in his body, he was already very sober.

As soon as he entered the door, he stared straight at Wen Jiu who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Even though the relationship between the two of them was already close, I felt really shy being stared at by him like prey.

Wen Jiu couldn't help but lower his head.

However, he stepped forward and sat down next to Wen Jiu. Then, he put his arms around her waist and tilted his head slightly, his handsome face facing her, and the smile in his eyes could not be hidden, as if he had married a rare treasure.

Who can bear the temptation of the man he loves, and the extremely beautiful man, to seduce him like this?

Wen Jiu opened his eyelids and fell into his tenderness.

She couldn't help but raise her hands and wrap them around his neck.

With a little effort, Huo Beimo easily held her on his lap, making her sit astride his thighs. Such an ambiguous posture, and it was their wedding night, made Wen Jiu's whole body feel weak.

Unexpectedly, Huo Beimo had no further intention. He hugged her waist and said softly: "Honey, don't be in a hurry to get married."

Wen Jiu was stunned, and his face suddenly exploded red.

Seeing her shameful look, he really loved her to death.

"Who is in a hurry?"

Wen Jiu let go of his hands on his neck, turned them into small fists, and beat his strong chest several times.

"I'm anxious, I'm anxious, okay?"

Huo Beimo caught her little fist with a smile, and then said seriously: "Although I am really in a hurry, there are some things that I need to explain clearly to my bride before the wedding."

"What happened?" Wen Jiu asked doubtfully.

Huo Beimo stood up directly, and she picked up Wen Jiu in his arms. Then, he gently put the woman in his arms on the bed.

Wen Jiu half-leaned on the bed, covered with a pink silk quilt.

She personally selected the wedding quilt. Even if he is President Huo Da, he has to sleep on his wife's pink quilt when he returns home.

I saw Huo Beimo opening the cabinet and taking out a document bag.

He solemnly handed the bag to Wen Jiu.

"Honey, these things will be left to you for safekeeping from now on."

Wen Jiu took the document bag doubtfully, opened the bag, and found bank cards from major banks and a record book inside.

The book contains detailed records of Hobeimer's real estate addresses around the world.

Wen Jiu really doubted that if Huo Beimo had so many properties, he would forget many of his houses if he didn't look through the record book? After all, it is quite troublesome to look through the real estate certificates one by one. Such detailed records will prevent omissions, which is in line with his careful personality.

"Oh my God! I actually have houses in every country."

Although Wen Jiu has been Mrs. Huo for a long time, her past poverty still limited her imagination.

"Honey, my mobile phone and my bank card password all date from your birthday and are now officially handed over to you." Huo Beimo said lightly.

This short sentence left Wen Jiu speechless for a long time.

He actually used her birthday as a password, but she just found out.

"So, can you please stop mentioning that you want to go to work in the future? Just be Mrs. Huo at home, okay? Our family has the capital to pamper you."

Huo Beimo sat down again and hugged Wen Jiu's body.

"But... I'm still not used to having too much leisure. I always feel that no matter how rich you are, I have to have a job of my own." Wen Jiu looked embarrassed.

Originally, she planned to go back to the studio to work after the wedding.

"Xiao Jiu, from now on, you have to get used to your identity. You just need to do beauty treatments, go shopping, and do other things you like. If you are interested, I can teach you how to manage money. You don't need to sell your life in exchange for it. remuneration."

Wen Jiu took a look and saw that her husband's assets were as rich as anyone's. Should she really turn the page and let go of her past thoughts?

Moreover, what he said about financial management really interested her.

Suddenly she realized that if she wanted to keep up with Huo Beimo's ideological dimension, she still needed to practice.

Looking at him, his eyes were filled with admiration.

I really admire him. After going through those things as a child, he never gave up on himself and became a world-famous entrepreneur at a young age.

"Then let me give it a try." Wen Jiu tried to relax himself.

"Just leave the hard work to me. From now on, you only have to be responsible for being happy."

"Well...but you also have to take care of your health. We want to have fun together."

"Have fun together?" Huo Beimo narrowed his charming peach blossom eyes meaningfully, and lightly fanned his crow feather long eyelashes.

Instead, he placed the document bag in Wen Jiu's hand on the bedside table.

Only then did Wen Jiu realize that it seemed easy for a couple to have fun together.

The next second, his breath with a faint aroma of wine lightly touched her face. Just when his lips were about to cover her, Wen Jiu raised his hand and blocked his approach with two fingers.

"That's not what I said about having fun together..."

"This makes it easier to be happy with each other and at the same time."

Huo Beimo bullied him regardless...

The dress, stockings, and tie were all scattered on the floor.

The big bed in the new house was obviously very solid, but it was rocking back and forth, and the reflections on the white wall were extremely regular, fast and violent.

That night, Huo Beimo wanted her five times.

In the early morning, the sun shone into the bedroom, imprinting on her eyes impartially.

Wen Jiu raised his hand to block the light, and then gradually woke up.

She felt a big hand reaching out from the front, rubbing her and saying, "We are going on vacation today, taking our three babies with us."

Wen Jiu opened his eyes and faced Huo Beimo's handsome face with high spirits.

I was thinking to myself, isn't this guy tired after fighting all night?

He is as energetic as an 18-year-old boy. Who can tell that Huo Beimo is already 32 years old?

"I am tired."

"Then I won't make trouble for you now... How about you catch up on your sleep in the car?"

"Ah? Did you come here so early in the morning?" Wen Jiu looked incredulous.

"Otherwise? My dear wife."

He couldn't wait to get his wife back who he hadn't slept with in the past three years.