Black fans and idols are married

807 My mother is a fairy 2
The two of them immediately sat upright on the bed, and He Jiayu smiled slightly: "It's you."

Su Xiaomo looked calm: "Hey, you two, if you have something to play, you should leave the court if you have nothing to do!"

"Pfft..." An Xiaxia couldn't hold back anymore, "Stop pretending, you two, we can feel at ease seeing you like this, continue...you go on, you guys, just step back..."

She decisively pulled Sheng Yize on top of the pot and ran away.

The two people on the bed breathed a sigh of relief, Su Xiaomo was rarely shy, and covered himself in the bed, no matter how He Jiayu coaxed him, he just couldn't come out.

"Don't bore yourself..." He Jiayu said helplessly.

"Leave me alone!" Su Xiaomo's muffled voice came from under the quilt, and He Jiayu patted her through the quilt, "I'll cook for you, what do you want to eat?"

Mentioning her, Su Xiaomo finally came to his senses, and poked out a pair of black and moist eyes: "I want to eat meat with a big mouthful and drink with a big bowl!"

"..." He Jiayu silently covered her quilt back, "Just pretend to be dead for a while."

Does this woman know that she is pregnant?
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Roaring inwardly, He Jiayu paced and went to the kitchen next door to cook.

Randomly fried two dishes, and the aroma instantly filled this floor.

Apart from them on this floor, there is only one domestic starlet.

Smelling the smell, she opened the door of the ward, twisted her waist and walked to the door of the kitchen.

"Mr. He, are you making food for Madam again?" Ning Jinxin greeted with a smile.

He Jiayu nodded to her, "Miss Ning."

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Ning Jinxin was not used to it.

When Mingming was in China, there were too many men who flattered and flattered her, but this gentle man could always reject her thousands of miles away without knowing it.

Ning Jin was not convinced, and flirted with her hair: "Actually, I really like Chinese food. I wonder if Mr. He can cook me a meal."

He Jiayu smiled nicely: "There is a Chinatown next to the hospital. If Ms. Ning wants to eat, she can ask her agent to buy it for you."

Ning Jinxin cursed secretly for being ignorant, and leaned slightly, revealing her 36D figure.

However, He Jiayu continued to focus on the soup on the stove as if he didn't see it.

Ning Jinxin gritted her teeth, and begged pitifully: "Mr. He... My manager has returned to China, and now I am here alone. If anything happens, can I come to Mr. He?"

He Jiayu laughed it off: "The service of this hospital is very good. I believe that no matter what Ms. Ning wants to do, there will be someone willing to help you."

Ning Jinxin was rejected twice in a row, so she naturally knew that this man had no intentions for her. She, who was always proud, couldn't swallow this breath, rolled her eyes, and said in a strange way: "I have always heard that Mr. He quit the entertainment industry for a woman in his early years. , But later, a paparazzi photographed that Mr. He’s family has a shrewd wife, who has no status at home, and now it seems that his reputation is really well-deserved.”

A man who is afraid of his wife is indeed nothing glorious.

But He Jiayu wasn't like that, the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Because I love her, I'm willing to pamper her. If pampering means being afraid, then I'm really afraid of my wife."

Translate the meaning of this sentence: as much as you are afraid, as much as you love!

Ning Jinxin's face was stiff, and He Jiayu added angrily: "By the way, Miss Ning, your jaw is crooked, let me straighten it for you."

(End of this chapter)