Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

There are two reasons why she is called Huo Qi’nan’s mother.

One is because his shape is very consistent with the term "boy mother" that has appeared on the Internet - huge chest muscles, wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.

The second reason is that his behavior is no different from that of a mother.

Of course, when Huo Qi heard this word for the first time, he choked on a mouthful of water and coughed for a long time.

"What did you call me?" The man put down the cup in his hand, thinking that he was hallucinating, and looked down at his little pregnant woman.

"Mom~" Jiang Niannian looked at him innocently: "I think you look very much like my mother now."

"My little ancestor, I really don't want to hear this." Huo Qi frowned and turned around to continue pouring out some nutritious meals for pregnant women in the kitchen.

After a moment, he asked curiously: "Who said I look like your mother?"

He was very smart, and he immediately knew that the pregnant woman at home would definitely not be able to come up with such a novel idea, and it must be her best friend who is very imaginative.

"Xu Yuhan said it. He said you have big breasts and a big butt, and you look like a male mother."

Huo Qi clenched the knife in his hand, gritted his teeth, and calmed down for a long time before putting down the knife and taking off his pink apron: "Tomorrow, I will go to the supermarket to buy an apron for men."

"How cute is the pink one."

"I want it for a man." In order to get a man's apron, someone threw the pink apron into the trash can.

Jiang Niannian disliked his waste: "It's not broken, why throw it away? I can still use it."

"There's nothing you can touch in this kitchen."

Well, just one sentence and she lost her right to enter the kitchen, damn it.

Jiang Niannian supported her chin with her hand and looked sideways at the man busy in the kitchen.

At that time, life seemed very simple and dull. We talked to each other every day, saw each other every day, and repeated the same things every day, but we were always looking forward to tomorrow.

The steam floating in the kitchen enveloped the man. He stood there hazy, as if he was in a dream.

The man is very skillful in turning the spoon, adding salt, MSG, a little oil, a few drops of soy sauce, everything is so skillful.

Jiang Niannian finally understood that the beginning of being infatuated with someone is that even the back of him cooking feels like he is in a pictorial.

"So handsome, how come you are so handsome?"

"Whose husband is so handsome?"

The woman praised her, although her voice was not loud, but it was all heard by Huo Qi. The man also wiped away his displeasure, raised his tail, and added another dish.

"I'll fry you the sweet and sour pork ribs you like."

"Thank you, male mother."

"Try shouting again?" The man's voice was quick and low, very dangerous, very, very dangerous.

Jiang Niannian immediately showed a cute smile after teasing: "Okay, handsome brother, I want to drink a bottle of Coke."

"No."

"It's half a bottle." The woman muttered at the kitchen door, her eyes filled with tears.

"No, yes." The man was very determined.

"Aqi~" The woman tugged on the corner of his clothes and called his name in a cooing voice.

"Don't be coquettish, coke has no nutrition."

"One bite at a time, just one bite. I'm begging you like this, but you don't even let me drink it. You are a bad husband."

The man sighed silently, poured the food from the pot onto the plate, washed up the kitchen utensils, and then turned to look at her.

"Have you ever seen a bad husband who takes care of your daily life, washes your face, feet, and covers you every day?" "Do you have a conscience? Jiang Niannian?"

"You weren't like this before." Jiang Niannian said blindly: "You used to find trouble with me every day and even fight with me."

"Then why did you send me to the hospital before?" The man ended the conversation.

Huo Qi brought the dishes to the table and was about to take out the Coke from the refrigerator when he looked up and was stunned...

He is very tall and can easily reach many high places.

This will actually cause a problem.

Sometimes, when Jiang Niannian hides some snacks in a high place, she always feels like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

"Why are there two packs of spicy strips here?" The man took out some snacks from the top of the refrigerator and looked coldly at the pregnant woman in the living room.

"How many times have I told you, eat less of this non-nutritious food, it's best not to eat it."

"I don't know where this oil comes from."

"How can the food I cook taste so good?"

The man looked angry, and then took this opportunity to put the Coke he had just taken out back into the refrigerator: "You are not allowed to drink Coke either."

"..." Jiang Niannian looked at him with her eyes open aggrievedly, as if she was saying 'bad guy, bad guy'.

"Don't look at me like that. You are now three months pregnant. According to the nutritionist's diet, I have to supervise you at all times."

"Giving birth to a child is very draining for this woman."

Every time the man talks about it, he talks clearly, and then arranges everything for her.

"Good boy, let's eat, take a shower and go to bed." The man helped his little pregnant woman go upstairs. As soon as he got her pajamas and pajamas, he was photographed out of the bathroom door by a cute wind.

"Honey, let me wash it for you. It's inconvenient for you because you're heavy."

"Need not."

The man didn't dare to go away, so he stood at the door until Jiang Niannian came out of the shower half an hour later.

She raised her hand very smoothly, and the man also reached out to hold her hand very smoothly.

"My painting exhibition is scheduled for the day after tomorrow." Jiang Niannian just informed him and had no other intention.

"Why don't I know about the art exhibition?" The man didn't know anything. He looked at his little pregnant belly and wondered: "You're not going to an art exhibition with a bulging belly, are you?"

"what happened?"

I'm an old swan, little ancestor, can you take a break?
I don’t know when this art exhibition was prepared. The man was only notified to attend the exhibition and was not involved in any step of the process.

The exhibition hall was opened in a temporary location in the center of country R. Because it was the first time, it was lacking in many aspects.

For example, when entering the exhibition, the ground was too slippery, and a visitor fell to his death.

Some of the people who came to see the exhibition knew Jiang Niannian, and some were Huo Qi's friends in the business circle.

They came here just to give Huo Qi face, hoping to get a chance to talk business.

But who knew that as soon as he came in, he fell down and slipped out half a meter away with his wig on his head.

Jiang Niannian, who was standing at the door to greet guests, was so frightened that her chin almost hit the ground. With a big belly, she quickly went to help pick up the wig.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, our logistics team didn't wipe the floor clean and you fell down. I'm very sorry." Jiang Niannian didn't know who the other party was. He just felt that he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, so he must not be a nobody.

Furthermore, if you hold an art exhibition on your own, nothing can go wrong.

It's a pity that compared to the troubles behind her, the troubles in front are really nothing.